There is a storm on the horizon. A time of hardship and pain. There is no fate but what we make. @VirtueOfColtan brings the sun {RP 18+} #Terminator#TSCC#BPRP
@EnvyMeetsWrath@VirtueOfColtan --ever-present form, silently appearing at his side* I want you at the door, Cameron, you hear? There's a "No Metal" policy --
@EnvyMeetsWrath@VirtueOfColtan --*squeezing her hand, he pivoted on his heel, trotting for the chopper, hunched into the wind, his chin inclined to the --
@EnvyMeetsWrath@VirtueOfColtan *shoulders hunching at the roar of engines, he squinted, eyes shielded from a swirl of propeller dust, and leaned in, slipping his arm --
@VirtueOfColtan@Hickabick@TheyNeverRest --anything happened to you. *lips to hers in a tender kiss, he exhaled slowly* I'll be back to you, Savannah. You're my family.
@VirtueOfColtan@Hickabick@TheyNeverRest --a small smile* I /hate/ leaving you here, but I think John Henry would waste no time disassembling me like one of his Toa if --
@VirtueOfColtan@Hickabick@TheyNeverRest --he leaned in, pressing his head to hers* The way /we/ fight for our family. For /our/ people. *eyes locked to hers, he gave her --
@VirtueOfColtan@Hickabick@TheyNeverRest *wide eyes on hers, he laid his hand, flat to her stomach, to his /son/, the fingers of his left hand gently caressing her cheek as --