mythopoeics

[War was an interesting thing. A fascinating, terrifying, and bloody thing. It agreed with him, really, except for when he got injured and dirtied and bloodied, in which case maybe it didn't agree with him very much. It had been so far so good until getting a bullet in his shoulder and splattering blood all over himself. The wound wasn't life-threatening, being far enough above his heart or any other major arteries, but it did hurt like a bitch.

It didn't stop him from pulling out the bullet with his own fingers.]

[ filter; daphne, visible to tenjin ]
should have put a bullet in both his knees

[ filter; wifey ]
consider this me checking in

baby alright? you?

[Filter: Hebe]
You may ignore this and if you do, then...well, I cannot stop you. Your father and I would like to know you are okay.

Though, you should tell Raven to hide. Your father may try something- Were we really- I don't think I was- I wasn't trying to- Please be careful. I wish you would come home. I wish you would have stayed. We wouldn't have kept you from--

Please.

[Filter: Private]
This is what I get for helping them escape. I couldn't help it, though. They just--

Fuck. This doesn't make sense.

pitter patter of tiny feet
all these feet running
running past your window
running past my window
do you hear the swords?
i can't stop hearing them

tell me your secret