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jaegeraether · 4 months

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Sunsets and footballers (Part 43)

Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (2)

Masterlist (other parts here)

((**This one broke me to write...**))

Jordan looked at the multiple missed messages and calls from Leah. It surprised her, to be fair. She’d never seen Leah so persistent. She felt bad for not replying, of course, but it had only been a day, and tomorrow was game day. She needed to sleep, so put her phone on her beside table and laid down, drifting off due to stress more than anything else.

*Dream*

“Jordan!”

Jordan’s head turned towards the noise in the other room.

“My apartment is not that big so she should be able to hear me. Jordan!”

Jordan wandered towards the noise. “Yeah?”

She stuck her head in the room to see Leah in front of her phone, on her live with Alex Scott. They bantered a little between the two before Leah turned to Jordan and grinned as she entered the room. “You’re getting a lot of requests.”

“Get Jordan in the live stream!” Alex said through the phone.

Jordan was hesitant, nervous of live videos as they were just that. Live. Leah shuffled over as she saw Jordan approaching, giving her a look that was amused at her obvious nerves.

“Here she is, here she is!” Alex gushed excitedly and Jordan gave an excuse as she ducked down into view of the camera. She smiled and could feel the red in her cheeks.

She gave an awkward wave to the camera. “Hello! Give us a chair then.” The last part was directed at Leah who stood and gave her chair to her, finding another one elsewhere.

“You know, sometimes you need to like, have a break from your work and then you’ll go back fresh.”

“This is the first time ever I’m trying to do work.”

Leah chuckled at that and sat down, deliberately sitting so close that their arms were against each other. It was Leah’s way of supporting Jordan knowing just how nervous she was. As the conversation went on, Jordan became more aware of just how many people were watching and tried to control those nerves. Below the camera’s view, Leah’s hand found her thigh, which immediately stopped her leg unconsciously bouncing, and her thumb stroked her slowly which calmed her. She leant more into Leah.

Jordan had a few dreams that night. All of Leah. Car rides, dates, nights at home, their little arguments that they had for fun. Training together, living together, cooking together, sharing a life and planning for the future. Blu chasing Leah around their apartment. Leah always being the first at her side when she fell on the pitch. Leah’s lips…

*Dream*

“Is this okay?” Leah whispered, a little breathless.

Jordan nodded and responded just as breathless. “Yeah…”

Leah’s lips met hers for the first time and Jordan couldn’t help but give a little whimper at how soft and gentle they were. Leah’s hand cupped her cheek and Jordan had no clue what hers were doing as the only thing she could think of were Leah’s lips and how they moved against her own. They moved together, explored together, heads tilting and breathing into each other. When their tongues touched, a shiver ran up her spine to her neck and creeped around into a blush.

‘I love you.’ She remembered thinking. ‘I love you. I love you. I love you.’ Jordan hadn’t said it to her right then, but she’d known it for a while and that kiss solidified it for her. She hadn’t said it until weeks after Leah had for the first time. Leah had taken initiative for a lot of their relationship, to be fair, and although Jordan was sleeping, those memories made that hole in her heart feel so much emptier.

“No Jordan.” She mumbled to herself. “Don’t you remember what she did…?”

*Dream*

“W…Why?” Jordan sobbed, tears down her face.

“We’re both adults Jordan, I think we’ve known this was coming for a while.” Leah was stoic and her face unchanged. It was so unlike her.

Jordan hadn’t felt that at all. “I didn’t know…” she whispered, her tissue dabbing at her eyes dejectedly. She knew Leah had been under stress, but she thought they were happy.

“If this is about me being on the bench-”

“-it’s not.” She cut off harshly. She closed her eyes and Jordan wondered what she was thinking. When she opened her eyes, they were glazed over and she spoke as if reciting a speech. “We aren’t in love with each other anymore. This is all just habit. We both knew this was going to be hard, but we need to just rip the bandage off.”

Leah spoke for the both of them as if trying to convince Jordan of what she said. But it wasn’t true.

“But I am still in love with you…” she whispered, unsure how she was able to get the words out between sobs.

Leah’s eyes flashed to hers and her demeanour broke, her body swaying back and forth as she fought her emotions. Her eyes were red as she fought her tears.

“Don’t do this, Leah.”

“I don’t have a choice.”

Jordan could see in her eyes that she actually believed that, but she took it the wrong way. She assumed she meant that she didn’t love her anymore, that she was breaking her heart because she’d been so unhappy for so long and Jordan hadn’t known. So Jordan sobbed and nodded, accepting that Leah didn’t want her anymore. Blu in one arm and her last duffle over her shoulder, she walked out of Leah’s apartment.

“Take care of yourself Leah.”

If only Jordan knew the actual reason Leah had lied..

Jordan bolted upright in her bed, realising she’d been crying in her sleep. Why wouldn’t the memories just disappear? She looked at the time. 2am. Jordan didn’t dream much at all, so she was dazed and confused for a little before she forced herself out of bed. She padded out to the kitchen for some water. Blu walked over sleepily, confused because Jordan was out of bed.

“It’s okay little man, I’ll be okay.”

She picked him up and they settled on the couch together, Blu wrapped up in her arms as she pulled a blanket over them and they drifted to sleep again.

*Dream*

“All I’ve ever known of Arsenal is Jordan since I’ve been here.” Leah said. It was the last time Jordan and Leah had seen each other besides from a distance in Jordan’s last days at Arsenal. They hadn’t spoken since, and now it seemed like the final goodbye. Jordan’s decision to leave Arsenal had come after their break-up and although she’d made the decision alone, she had seen Leah’s regretful eyes boring into her from afar every day since she’d announced it. “Along with a few others, Jordan is one of the reasons that we are still at the top level today and the reason that we’re still competing for trophies. Without her staying when a lot of other people didn’t, this club would have…would have been very different today and I just think it’s important as players and as fellow teammates but also just professionally to recognise what Jordan has actually done for us. She’s literally given heart and soul for Arsenal from minute one until the end and I just think if I had a legacy like that to leave behind then I’d be very proud of it, but also just to be respected from my teammates and I know how much and I want to say on behalf of everybody because we all respect you so much and to lose you…yeah… feels like a bit of Arsenal is leaving as well so I just think I want to say on behalf of everybody, but from me as well, that you’re obviously a legend.”

Leah spoke fast, to avoid breaking down as she spoke. Jordan heard the emotion coming through as her voice wavered. Leah was never emotional when she spoke, so it hit harder than usual. Her words were so kind and final, it really did feel like the end. Jordan was continuously wiping her never-ending tears away with the cuff of her jumper as she listened. Katie rubbed her arm beside her as she wiped her own tears away.

For most of her speech, Leah wasn’t looking at Jordan, her eyes only flickering her way sometimes. Right now, however, her full attention was on her.

“I’m actually getting upset which is hard.” She admitted, her hand over her heart and a soft laugh to cover her pain.

They all clapped as Jordan stood teary eyed and accepted the bouquet of flowers that was almost the size of her. She felt movement behind her and turned towards Leah who gripped an arm around her shoulders tightly, pulling her close.

“I’m going to miss you.” She said just soft enough for Jordan to hear. “I’ll always be proud of you.”

Her head dipped down and Jordan was unsure if her lips touched her shoulder, but she didn't care in that moment. All she felt was loss and pain. Her partner, and now her club. Leah backed away and Jordan knew she had to speak then.

“Um…I did think I was going to leave by just saying hi, bye and grabbing my bags,” she joked as she put down the flowers. “…so I have absolutely no words. Um…obviously Arsenal’s just been like not just football but my home for twelve years and I think I’ve met some of the best people in my life at this club.” She barely managed to get the words out, stumbling over the last as she fought a sob, Katie’s expression pushing her over that edge. “Sorry..” Her head fell forwards to stare at the ground in an attempt to ground herself while her hands nervously played with her clothes.

“You can do it.” One of the girls supported.

“Come on.”

She took a deep breath. “I just couldn’t have done it without all of the girls over the years but I think this team have been…like the best team I’ve ever been with. I’ve met best friends for life and wearing that Arsenal shirt is the proudest moment of your life and it’s such a big club that…um you know obviously I’m gutted that I…I won’t been wearing it anymore but…I just love you’s all and I want you to win the league and go smash it…but yeah. Today’s a tough day and I’m sorry that I’m blubbering everywhere.”

She wiped her emotions away again and nodded. Twelve years of her life at Arsenal. Seven years with Leah. That was the end of that.

The doorbell ringing woke Jordan with a start, which in turn woke Blu who began barking.

“It’s okay, mate. We just slept in a little.” She comforted as she scrambled to her bedroom for a hoody as a shirt with no bra didn’t feel like enough. She grabbed her phone on the way out and looked at the multiple messages, missed calls and notifications that lit up her phone. It was a little more than usual, as Leah was still being persistent. She groaned, feeling like she’d had the worst sleep with her ceaseless dreams of memories. The doorbell rang again with knocking this time.

“Coming!!”

She opened the one text message she wanted to on her way to the front door.

YFN: Boarding now. I’ll call you when I land about 11:30am. Love you!

She smiled at that and pocketed her phone as she opened the door. “God, I’m so sorry…” she trailed off as she tried to see who she was talking to, but she couldn't behind the colours.

“Flower delivery, can I come in?”

“Uh…sure…”

Jordan stepped aside as three men in uniforms entered the house with so many different flowers, she didn’t know where to look. She was happy she’d grabbed a hoodie. Blu looked a little distressed at the intrusion, so she picked him up and patted him until he calmed a little. She was unsure who was calming who more.

The delivery men set the flowers up along the kitchen counter, two on the dining table and one on the coffee table.

They smiled as the exited, the last man handing her an envelope on the way out with a smile that said he was happy for her. She followed him to the door and closed it behind him, returning to the now very colourful apartment of hers.

“Well at least the peace lily isn’t alone anymore…” she murmured as she put Blu back down.

She had an idea of who the flowers were from, but the card inside the envelope confirmed it.

Jord,

I made a mistake on Friday night. I knew better, I was just so desperate to have you close again.

That was my fault, and the last fault I’ll make.

I’ll earn your trust and love back, I promise.

I’ll go slow from now on. No more mistakes.

I’m not going anywhere, ever again, unless you ask for it.

I love you. I always have, I always will.

Will you be my date to the GQ awards this coming Friday?

I’ll be not-so-patiently awaiting your reply.

Yours, Leah x

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fuzzydreamin · 10 months

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What The Companions Say About... Gunners!

I'm posting these just because I find the companions in-game reactions to things rather interesting. You might be surprised by what some of them have to say about certain things.

These are just their dialogues for during combat and after combat or walking through areas inhabited by this enemy type. It does not include anything from specific areas, quests, or other dialogue.

⌨ Ada

⌨: Gunners carry serious military-grade hardware. We should gather whatever we can. ⌨: Gunners favour laser weaponry. Perhaps we can find fusion cells among the corpses? ⌨: Judging from the skull-like markings emblazoned everywhere, Gunners are exceedingly territorial. ⌨: And here I thought that Raiders were the lowest form of humanity in the Commonwealth. ⌨: I trust you'll never associate yourself with these mercenaries, ma'am.

☘ Cait

☘: Mixed it up with these nobs before. Not exactly the please and thank you types. ☘: Gunners. I hate these guys. ☘: Remember, Gunners don't take prisoners so give it everythin' you've got. ☘: Tattooed cretins. ☘: First there's trash, then there's the Gunners. Easy to remember, eh?

⚙ Codsworth

⚙: Gunners incoming. This should be fun. ⚙: Angry mercenaries up ahead.

(All of these lines have the {bravado covering nervousness} note) ⚙: I dare say, Gunners are scant more than Raiders with shinier toys. ⚙: {Nervous} Eyes out, mum. This may be Gunner territory. ⚙: Are they called "Gunners" because they fancy guns? Seems a smidge obvious. ⚙: Gunners, little more than murderous thugs in my book. ⚙: Gunners must make a healthy sum for all their murdering.

⚕ Curie

⚕: These Gunners should be careful. Some of their actions, I think, are illegal. ⚕: I would stay clear of the Gunners. They seem a most surly bunch. ⚕: Gunners. Common mercenaries. Of little interest to science. ⚕: I do not like the Gunners. They have no thirst for science. ⚕: Why aren't these Gunners in prison?

♞ Danse

♞: Gunners are extremely dangerous. Kill on sight. ♞: {Disdain} The tattoos on their heads make for a nice bullseye. ♞: Remember, Gunners can't be reasoned with, and they don't surrender. ♞: These fools are nothing but cold-blooded murderers. ♞: If you have a Gunner in your sights, pull the trigger. They won't hesitate to do the same to you.

🕶 Deacon

🕶: Gunners are one step above raiders in my book. 🕶: Don't underestimate the Gunners. 🕶: Who's pulling the Gunners' strings? No one knows. 🕶: Gunners give mercs a bad name. And that's saying something. 🕶: Gunner's have had bounties on me. Well, me under different names and faces. I want to see how many slots I can fill on their most wanted list.

☣ Hancock

☣: {Neutral} Gunners. All firepower, no finesse. ☣: {Neutral} Always thought those letters on their foreheads was how much of the alphabet they'd learned. ☣: {Neutral} I'll give 'em this, fightin' Gunners is rarely dull. ☣: {Neutral} Not a lot of folks make me question Goodneighbor's open door policy. But Gunners… ☣: {Neutral} These guys have some serious weaponry. Lots of caps to be made from a Gunner camp.

☸ Longfellow

☸: {Derisive} Only difference between trappers an' gunners is that gunners ain't realised they're crazy yet. ☸: {Derisive} Think all them weapons an' tattoos make these gunners feel safe? ☸: {Derisive} Gunners like to think they're tough, but they die just as easy as everythin' else. ☸: {Sarcasm and derision} Best thing about killin' gunners is all that ammo they kindly donate. ☸: {Sarcasm and derision} Guns an' armour can't hide cowardice, and that's just what gunners are. Cowards.

⨁ MacCready

⨁: I can't believe I was stupid enough to run with these idiots. ⨁: What was I thinking joining these clowns? ⨁: Doesn't get much crazier than these jokers. ⨁: Killing these morons is doing the Commonwealth a favour. ⨁: So nice of them to paint that bullseye on their heads.

♥ Nick

♥: {Question} Safest way to deal with Gunners? A rifle and distance. ♥: {Stern} You kill a Gunner or they kill you. ♥: {Neutral} If they were willing to see reason, they wouldn't have joined the Gunners. ♥: {Amused} Bet these dolts weren't expecting to get wiped up by the likes of us. ♥: {Neutral} Gunners pack more bullets than brain cells. Though they do pack a lot of bullets.

✉ Piper

✉: {Neutral} Gunners. All the combat training of the Brotherhood of Steel, all the moral character of your neighbourhood bully. ✉: {Neutral} Oh, story idea. I get a tattoo on my forehead and cop a bad attitude. "Gunners Undercover." It'd probably actually move some papers. ✉: {Neutral} Gunners pack a punch, but they're not coordinated. They're like Super Mutants without the charm. ✉: {Irritated} Gunners are all based out of the GNN Building downtown. What a waste of a newsroom. ✉: {Neutral} Gotta have some serious issues to think an organisation requiring facial tattoos is the place for you.

☀ Preston

☀: {Angry} I still owe those bastards for what they did to Quincy. ☀: {Disgust} Cold-blooded murdering bastards. ☀: {Angry} Gunners don't deserve mercy from us. ☀: {Disgust} I'll be happy to help you kill some more of those Gunner bastards. Just point me to them. ☀: {Disgust} We should wipe out every last one of those Gunner bastards.

☢ Strong

☢: These humans use tough armour. ☢: Strong smash puny human gunners. ☢: Gunners good fighters. ☢: These humans worthy foes. ☢: Maybe these humans have milk of kindness.

☾ X6-88

☾: {Hard-edged} Shoot to kill, ma'am. You can't reason with Gunners. ☾: {Disgust} These guys are vermin, the lowest of the low. ☾: {Disapproval} I've heard stories about what Gunners do to their prisoners. Yeah, you don't want to know. ☾: {Disgust} Gunners… they're all the things I hate about the Commonwealth, rolled into one. ☾: {Urging caution} The best-armed Gunners are usually the leaders. Watch out for them.

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My notes:

Cait spent time with Gunners. At the Combat Zone? Before then, sometime after killing her parents? Doesn't sound like she ever joined them, just hung out.

Danse and Mac both making the comment that the Gunner tattoos make good targets. Nothing to say, really. Just amusing.

Deacon likes keeping things to himself, but as someone who makes information gathering his whole life his statement that no one knows who is behind the Gunners noteworthy. If the Institute were connected to them he'd probably have a small idea of it -additionally, the events of Hunter/Hunted within Greenetech make it rather unlikely that the two organisations are working together.

Hancock's bit about Gunners being allowed in Goodneighbor. We already saw this with Mac and his encounter with Winlock and Barnes, but it's nice to have confirmation that those two weren't outliers and that Gunners may make regular appearances within the town.

Gunners are one of two enemies Preston claims to actually enjoy killing. The other being Super Mutants.

Strongs comment about them having the Milk of Human Kindness is negligible. He says the same thing about raiders, and just seems to be a response to seeing humans work together in any form.

Cait says they don't take prisoners, but X6 implies that they do and we do see them holding the synth Jenny hostage during the Hunter/Hunted quest. Probably just a rarer occurance, they'd likely need some reason to want to take a hostage over just killing you, like a bounty specifying taking you alive.

Additionally, the fact that X6, the guy who loves terrorizing and torturing his enemies, is put off by how the Gunners treat their prisoners? Horrifying.

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout 4 dialogue #gunners #fallout 4 companions #fuzzy.post #Gage doesnt appear to say anything about them -though he is dismissive of mercenaries as a whole

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