Oh, you know, the job calls. Her attention has latterly been centered around her responsibilities as a member for TerraSave.
Claire's living the dream, but more so interested as to what Mr. fancy pockets has been up to.
Since when did strength justify murder? They had fought literal hell to get off that wretched island and just when their tunnel of hope caught light.. everything was gone.
All she felt from that day forward was self-accusation.
"You're a monster..."
"You mean that disobedient boy?" Was that his name?━ 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄? The prompt was laughable. Regardless, he was an incomparable subject despite failure.
"Oh, how I do recall watching as Veronica had her way with him.. Too bad all of that was foiled by vain emotion."
"You're just as simple minded as your brother if you think I'm going to stand by, especially after what you did to Steve.
Steve... Oh, god ━━
I'm going to kill you. I'll make damn sure of it this time."
"𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙛-𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 ?━━ An unerring argument. Though, you fail to acknowledge the grander picture. All life, large or pathetic, will succumb to Veronica. As will you."
@OfAnimxsity -- It's leather was stripped of color and showed indications of use. If this was his attempt of using her as his personal punching bag, then he was much more thickheaded than she had thought.
"So you 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 serious when you suggested we go at it hammer and tongs..?"
@OfAnimxsity -- Of course Claire had been staying with Chris, her much older and only sibling, over those many, many days.
Wiping the moisture from her eyebrows, the redhead accompanies her brother inside a gymnasium, but only to be met with a red mitten normally used in boxing. --
"Oh, so Chris has got you calling me that too, huh?" Being convulsed with laughter, Claire offers in one final squeeze before pulling herself away and sweeping at the woman's shoulders - as if she were neatening the fabric of her shirt.
"How have the years been treating you?"
If it hadn't been the well received woman of STARS Claire would not have been so eager to close the gap between them.
"It's good to see a familiar face." Both arms already latched around Jill's figure, a smile quickly overtakes her. Their last encounter was when, exactly?