ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ

ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ᴄɪᴀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴏᴘs sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ. ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ɢʀɪғғɪɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴛʏᴘɪᴄᴀʟ ʙᴏᴜɴᴛʏ ʜᴜɴᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴇʟʟᴏᴡ ᴢᴏɴᴇs. #ɢғʟʀᴘ|ᴏᴄ|#ᴍᴠʀᴘ

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

"𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒𝒹𝑜𝓂 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝒾𝑔𝒽. ℐ𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃. ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝒸𝑒 ℐ'𝓂 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓎."

☆ɢғʟ ᴏᴄ|#ɢғʟʀᴘ|#ᴍᴠʀᴘ
☆ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs 𝟸𝟷+ʀᴘ
☆ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟ.|ɢᴍᴛ+𝟾|

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@AloofTrainer

[ꨄ @lostaffections]

you're alone, and you always will be.

[ꨄ @lostaffections]

you're alone, and you always will be.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

|| This is how it should be.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

Wakes up with a small gasp.

The throbbing in her right shoulder had come back...as if it had just been forcibly removed again.

She stares at the metal stump, then at her metal arm, sitting on a table a few meters away.

That dream keeps on returning.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

Can't even get a proper bottle of beer around these parts.

Maybe there's a local information broker that knows any?

Meh, can't be cheap though.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@KALASHNIKOVLUCI Aww...she'd hug her, but...maybe getting her a bottle would be better.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

She's not sure why the longer she stayed, the worse her air support got.

From the US Navy, to now only a single drone, operated by an overworked mechanic.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@KALASHNIKOVLUCI Isn't Yvonne /too/ American, though?-

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@KALASHNIKOVLUCI A sight for sore eyes.

Er...sore eye.

Beats being surrounded by old men in the CIA.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@KALASHNIKOVLUCI 'Join the Navy' she was told. . .

She'll be a 'good SEAL' they said. . .

So much for a retirement—

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@KALASHNIKOVLUCI She was definitely expecting a lot worse. . .

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@KALASHNIKOVLUCI Oh, that was fine, she knew it ever since she was in Griffin.

But all her instructors back then talked about seniority and climbing the ranks.

Now all she had was a big train—

[𝙺𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚍𝚊. @meltingsolstice]

𝐂𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟.

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𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@BallistaForHire "I guess. I do what I can for them, really..." She shrugged, a mere rolling of her shoulders.

"How are you liking the base, at least?"

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

Running laps around the base.

She'd been running for 4 hours now.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@BallistaForHire "I suppose you could say that..." She brought her left arm to her right shoulder, where the titanium shoulder socket was fused to her torso, trying to forget the usual pain that would come alongside remembering it.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@BallistaForHire "Well, it's not much...just trying to make it feel like home, as much as I can, really."

Indeed, where they were at right now was a track and field...

"What thing, though?"

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@BallistaForHire "Springfield's the one in charge of the café. The hottie behind the counter preparing all the coffee and such...what are you doing here?" Yvonne asked as she slowed her breathing down.

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@BallistaForHire It took Yvonne 5 more laps till she notices Lyudmila, and she didn't even seem winded.

"...That from Springfield?"

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@BendingEyes "Tell me if you want more pressure or not, and I'll adjust accordingly."

Not unlike muscles, the overlapping metal plates slid and whirred over each other as her fingers dug in, gently yet firmly pressing into Fujino's muscle knots.

"...That's a lot I can feel here..."

[ʏᴠᴏɴɴᴇ sᴡᴀɴsᴏɴ @TheGreyGhost_E]

@BendingEyes "Got it...I'll begin, then."

Moving around so she was standing close to Fujino's head, Yvonne reached forward and grasped her shoulders, her thumbs keeping her fingers in place while the others started kneading into her muscles.

Her arms whirred as the metal plates shifted.