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neesieiumz · 1 year
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Gawd it don’t get much better than Choso 🥴😩
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direwombat · 1 year
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was having some trouble figuring out a way scenario with esther and syb, so have some augustine instead
Augustine knew about the woman in the bunker; Joseph hadn't bothered to hide that from him. But the way he refuses to say who he's hiding down there does strike Augustine as odd.
She must be a Sinner, he assumes. She must be critical to the Resistance. She must be a threat. Because why else would Joseph hold someone against her will like this?
He knows he shouldn't question the Father like this, but he can't help but wonder.
And curiosity isn't a sin... So, when one of the normal food bringers falls ill, Augustine eagerly volunteers to fulfill that particular duty.
But when he slides the key into the lock and opens the heavy steel door, the last person he expects to see is Esther.
John's wife.
A petite and friendly woman who he's known to be nothing but warm and gentle and kind every time he's had the pleasure of having a brief conversation with her. She's the kind of woman who helps spiders out of the house with paper and cup rather than killing it.
And in her arms is a small child.
The door slams shut behind him with a solid thunk and the sound jolts him from his stupor so harshly that he nearly drops the food tray.
She stares at him -- once bright eyes now dull and sunken -- and she angles her body to shield her child. Her brows knit together, tense and confused. "I know you," she says quietly, but obviously troubled at being unable to place him. "Who are you."
"My name is Augustine," he says. "La Roux. I was a Ranger. I live in -- I lived in Falls End." I've seen you around town.
Her eyes go wide and he gasps. "Your sister is a Deputy!" She rushes towards him, her long skirt billowing as her bare feet slap against the concrete floor. "Please, you have to tell her I'm here. You have to --" She cuts herself off when she notices the Edens Gate cross on his sweater and she stops in her tracks, shrinking back. The flash of hope that illuminated her eyes is swiftly snuffed out. "Please," she whispers. "You have to tell John I'm here. Please."
Uncertainty gnaws at his stomach, and something darker chews away at his heart. This isn't right, is his first thought. But he steels himself, and turns to place the tray of food on what must be serving as a kitchen table.
She must be down here for a reason, he thinks. This has to be for her own good. Even if she doesn't realize it. The Father would never hurt a member of his family.
But as he looks back at her, he catches sight of the babe in her arms and feels sick to his stomach. Guiltily, he says: "I'll see if I can find some paper and crayons for the little one." He may not be able to offer these poor souls much, but he knows that the Project's beekeepers and artists should be able to help bring a little bit of joy to the cold of this bunker.
A child deserves more color than what this bleak place has to offer.
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neesieiumz · 1 year
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I’m tryna drain his balls BAD, leave his toes curling 😩😩😩😩
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neesieiumz · 1 year
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Blank era Naruto… hmm…
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neesieiumz · 1 year
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I moaned
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neesieiumz · 1 year
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No one:
Me: MY SOUUUULL MY SOOOUUULLL MY SOOOOUUULLL YOU REALLY TOOK MY SOUL!!
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