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โ โ โ coffee cupped in her hands gingerly, yawning โ buenos dรญas. she slept like hell, but has to open The Sanctuary soon. doc canโt miss a day.
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โ โ โ wouldnโt be the first time ah heard that.
โ โ โ * ( mirrored in her own laugh and the way her chin comes to rest on the side of the truck, just over her arm โ all to avoid discomfort of plastic and metal as a pillow. )
โ โ โ sounds like you got som big โช๏ธ
well ... can't tell you too much. otherwise i couldn't let ya' leave.
( statement followed by a half-chuckle. he's only slightly joking, in that.
V kicks the stand out and props his bike up and leans against it. out here, he doesn't quite feel like the fixerโ
hotshot stuff ahead of you. leaves me wonderinโ, curious yโknowื ๐ค
โ โ โ * ( picking her head up, twin digits taking another, final drag of the burnt stick before itโs pitched to dirt far out of her way. assuming her original resting. )
โ โ โ judging by you beinโ here โช๏ธ
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โ โ โ โ sit still while ah fix this, alright โจ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โฉ* ื ๐ค โ
โ โ โ playing nurse with some bandaging on the hand โ she knows a lotta stuff but doesnโt quite do it unless their clan doc needs another hand.
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โ โ โ โ vara sloane reeves ๏น5โ5 ๏น28 y/o ๏นaldecaldos nomad ๏น mechanic ๏นroad warrior โ
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โ โ โ * pictures done by me โ do not use my VP or take my OC for any purposes.
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the dark sky sounds like the framework for an abduction story if you told it to anyone. if thereโs one thing sheโs learned to trust, itโs her gut โ and it doesnโt warn of any danger. )
โ โ โ but ah might be willing to share if you are. one person to another.
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โ โ โ sโa lotta mess no one needs to get into. ahโve been loosinโ sleep for a minute now.
โ โ โ * ( leaning against truck bed walls, knees reeled into chest โ and the small blanket she had comes tugged a little closer. talking to strangers in the early hours under โช๏ธ
not one. too much ta' think about.
( well, it'd be awkward of him if he didn't strike a cigarette of his own up now, wouldn't it be?
he never really had a complex about these things. doesn't remember how he started eitherโsome mobster probably offered the little V one. )
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โ โ โ * ( rarely often she has a smoke in her hand unless itโs something bothering her enough to use it. varaโs been doing it more and more it feels like โ she can hear her father turning in his grave, reeling over black lungs ๏น ๏น giving her a lecture about Godโs โช๏ธ
( oh, he knows that feeling alright. life like his invites a kind of stress that is oft at odds with sleep. evidently soโthe merc rolls up beside the truck on one of his bikes. )
gets awful cold out here at night. fall's creepin' up on us too.
๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝperfect creationโ being defiled. )
โ โ โ dunno, ah think ah like the cold. blistering heat gets tiresome after awhile.
โ โ โ * ( turning head over ๏น ๏น rested in free hand, twin ambers meeting his silhouette cut out of the dim solar lantern light. )
โ โ โ canโt sleep โช๏ธ