doesn’t seem to matter how far i travel, my destiny is always followed by blood and gunsmoke. the result is always the same every time, mountains of death and debris.
❛ i mean, at least they treat you a lot nicer than me . ❜
slightly lifting up his hand to look at the gun himself . ❛ i do . . sort of . my aim’s not the best, though . ❜
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“ it all feels weird for people our age , doesn’t it ? i mean — they expect us to be so well adjusted to this new world but still treat us like kids . ”
a shrug before gaze falls to the gun . “ do you know how to use that ? ”
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❛ . . i guess . feels like she’ll just explode onto all of us sometimes . ❜ he’d say as he kept walking . ❛ i don’t really hate her, though . even if she wanted me gone at first . ❜
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“ lilly’s a pain in the ass . ” dette agrees , “ don’t tell her i said that , though . ” a pause , the teen reflective for a moment . “ she’s not all bad , though . she’s sweet with the kids . she’s just . . . rough . ”
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❛ i can’t . i mean, i wish i could just hand it over to you, but lilly said she’d kill me if she doesn’t see me patrolling, and i want to be useful, for once . ❜ he really hopes everything will be peaceful today so he doesn’t need to do this ever again .
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“ suit yourself , ” she shrugs and closes up the bag , stuffing it into the pocket of her own letterman jacket .
“ i can take over . i like patrolling , makes me feel like i’m doing something worth a damn . ”
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jumping a little as he heard the other approaching . ❛ jeez, you scared me . . lilly sent me out here, i didn’t want to do it, but, y’know . . ❜
staring down at the bag . ❛ n - no, i’m good, thanks . ❜