(Source: youjustyou)
(Source: youjustyou)
*While she’s 39 and her mother’s passing is decades in the past, almost of a lifetime worth of guilt is enough to pick that particular wound clean open for Diora. Quietly, when she feels she won’t be noticed, she slips away to spend the evening alone.
It doesn’t do to cry in public.*
Just when I was startin ta have fun.
*The Demo frowns, looks like they were heading back to that shithole of a base, it really sucked.. Having a taste of the real world again and having it yanked away again.*
*hugs his shoulders from behind*
I am certain you will get to cause much havoc when we return to base, as before.
*sighs and frowns, though*
We have so much to replace, however. *small whine* All of my fabulous clothes!
*This little lady is seated outside the hotel near the pool, rolling a joint and taking in the stars.*
*and this less-little woman has made a nice seat near her with her bare feet in the pool*
Are you well dearest?
*Sticks her head out a window to observe the commotion by the pool.*
8|c
What in the world…?
*leans on the sill beside Willie*
Sounds worrisome, hm?
Mmm, perhaps.
*Sighs a bit*
Though with Wyatt sometimes it’s hard to tell.
*runs an idle hand through her lover’s hair when she sighs*
Granted, though it is Liam’s… current volume that I find troublesome. Perhaps it is nothing.
That’s true…
*She leans into her hand.*
I’m worried about the kid, Diora. He was all kinds of shook up when I talked to him. I think he might be takin’ things harder than some of the others…
I have not yet spoken with him… perhaps I should soon. Did he… Was there a duplicate of him?
*absently runs her nails along the engineer’s scalp*
Do you think we should speak with Wyatt about it?
*Sticks her head out a window to observe the commotion by the pool.*
8|c
What in the world…?
*leans on the sill beside Willie*
Sounds worrisome, hm?
Mmm, perhaps.
*Sighs a bit*
Though with Wyatt sometimes it’s hard to tell.
*runs an idle hand through her lover’s hair when she sighs*
Granted, though it is Liam’s… current volume that I find troublesome. Perhaps it is nothing.
*Sticks her head out a window to observe the commotion by the pool.*
8|c
What in the world…?
*leans on the sill beside Willie*
Sounds worrisome, hm?
*She casts a fond, sappy grin upon him as she takes the hand near her shoulder and laces her fingers with his and giggles.*You look like you are in your element~
*She squeezes his fingers between hers and leans her head against him.*
No my love, I am quite well… Well enough, at least. While the, ah… abduction was new, I was here the last time we experienced a similar fiasco. Though, I must say… It was not the first in my life I have been whisked away against my will, either.
*Smile still softening her features, she glances up at him and closes her eyes.*
Thank you, dearest… for coming for me, you and Willie.
S’not the first time I came into a hospital all smashed up, probably won’t be the last neither.
*Rubs his arm and then gives her a tinier, hesitant smile. It was evident he was still joking, but it was still on a tender subject of his.*
Heh, don’t be afraid to run away screaming now, I promise I’ll only chase you for a few hours.
Yeah. *Picks at his ear, nibbling on his bottom lip nonchalantly.* The fucker must have been stupid, thinkin that I wouldn’t come get my bitc- girlfriend back from him. Like I was gonna lay down an’ die or something.
*Turns to Willie with a smug, exuberant expression on his face.*
But I sure showed that asshole, didn’t I!
*Being such the great boyfriend he is he doesn’t even give his other lady a chance to respond before going back to Diora. His grin again falling into a smile, hell he even had the graces to be sheepish about it.*
Don’t worry about it! I mean…. Heh, where else would I find a bodacious ass like that.
*That was an emotionally stupid version of I love you Diora, the best you’ll get when he’s in preening male mode.*
*She can’t really hide the fretful sigh that leaves her lips, her smile softening, and she leans her forehead to his after placing a light kiss on his lips.*
I am not running anyway, fotia mou; I only worry for you. That will never change.
*The somberness that his casual reference brought on dissipates when he resumes boasting, and she chuckles, meeting Willie’s eyes for a second with a look that she hopes the engineer reads as, “he’s lucky he’s so cute.”*
You did, my dear, and I love you too. Now *pats his chest firmly* I feel you need to be occupied, or soon you will begin troubling the other patients here. I am certain you are very bored.
*sticks out her tongue*
*A bit before Amir had stopped by, Diora had seen it fit to grace Wyatt’s room with her presence, leaning in his doorway with a soft, fond grin on her face.* How are you, my bruised love?*Doc was doing ltitle more than blowing kissy faces at Willie in bed when Diora stopped by.. He hops up out of it when he sees her and makes his way over to her quickly. Frowning and inspecting her intently, she did just get out of a bad situation after all. Satisfied with her health he responses with a wide grin.*
Hey you!*Her laughter only grows and once she passes his inspection, she carefully— but quickly— throws her arms around him, holding tightly and burying her face against his neck.*
Oh my darling, how are you feeling?
*She steps back to appraise him herself, hands cupping his face, not pleased for all he’s bruised, but still overjoyed and relieved that both her lovers made it through this mess alive.*
I’m a thousand bucks, doesn’t it look like it?
*He allows her a moment to survey him unmoving before he smiles again, resting his arm on her shoulder.*
I should be more worried about you, you don’t got any sorta of mental heeby jeebies do ya? Ya aint’ gonna be all bananas right? That shit was pretty scary, not gonna lie, I wouldn’t blame ya if you were.
*She casts a fond, sappy grin upon him as she takes the hand near her shoulder and laces her fingers with his and giggles.*
You look like you are in your element~
*She squeezes his fingers between hers and leans her head against him.*
No my love, I am quite well… Well enough, at least. While the, ah… abduction was new, I was here the last time we experienced a similar fiasco. Though, I must say… It was not the first in my life I have been whisked away against my will, either.
*Smile still softening her features, she glances up at him and closes her eyes.*
Thank you, dearest… for coming for me, you and Willie.
*Doc was doing ltitle more than blowing kissy faces at Willie in bed when Diora stopped by.. He hops up out of it when he sees her and makes his way over to her quickly. Frowning and inspecting her intently, she did just get out of a bad situation after all. Satisfied with her health he responses with a wide grin.**A bit before Amir had stopped by, Diora had seen it fit to grace Wyatt’s room with her presence, leaning in his doorway with a soft, fond grin on her face.* How are you, my bruised love?
Hey you!
*Her laughter only grows and once she passes his inspection, she carefully— but quickly— throws her arms around him, holding tightly and burying her face against his neck.*
Oh my darling, how are you feeling?
*She steps back to appraise him herself, hands cupping his face, not pleased for all he’s bruised, but still overjoyed and relieved that both her lovers made it through this mess alive.*
*Time to make sure those douchebags weren’t dead.*
*As it happens, while his family are looking for him, so are his ladies, and these ladies sure are fretting.*
Heh, he should not be too difficult to find, yes? So long as we hear him.
*She frowns rather quickly again, though.*
We are already divided… they have done well enough accomplishing that, yes? Hm…
*She takes a brief glance at Willie’s robotic arm; while it’s another piece of the whole that is the woman she loves, it’s still a reminder of how dangerous this scenario is and how easily the engineer could have been lost to them before Diora or Doc could know what she’d mean to them. This isn’t happening again, and they won’t get close to it. Before they move too far, Diora tugs Willie’s hand to stop them momentarily and tugs her cloaking watch off, moving to slip it over Willie’s flesh wrist. Briefly, she kisses her cheek.*
If we are separated, please hide. I do not wish to lose you, love.
That’s true…
*Willie frowns thoughtfully. Things do seem to be on a much more dire scale than the last time. Then the bases had been their strength, and the ones assailing them had seemed scattered, disoriented, almost animalistic. This time… something has changed. This was planned, obviously, and their plan seems to be working.
The Engineer is pulled out of her thoughts by Diora tugging on her arm, and she slows to a stop, looking back at the Spy curiously. When Diora slips the cloaking watch onto her wrists, her eyes open in surprise.*
Wh-honey, you can’t give me this! What’ll you do if you get in trouble?
*She stares at Willie’s hand for a few quiet moments and squeezes it.*
I will figure out something, asteri.
*She squeezes the engineer’s hand again, eyes shut tight momentarily… then throws dramatic dignity to the wind and pulls her in close, hugging her tightly. This time she won’t lose anyone dear to her.*
Let us find Wyatt, quickly. Have not heard him since this began…
(Source: sutured-scout)
*Gunfire and Willie’s voice ordering her to duck prompt the spy to drop as the engineer pulls her by the arm toward a wall. Diora pulls her own pistol from its holster and flips the safety off, waiting for another shot, and she glances at Willie, brow furrowed hard and mouth set. The last time doubles of them had gone on a destructive spree, Diora had lost something. Granted it doesn’t matter anymore, but at the time it was devastating and… she’s sure if it happened this time, her old grief would pale in comparison. She squeezes Willie’s hand tightly.*
You are certain? It… is not unlikely, is it?
Let’s just call it a strong hunch, darlin’.
*Willie gives her what she hopes is a reassuring smile, and chances another look back over the wall. She’s no longer certain the figure is even there, but she doesn’t want to take any chances.*
Come on. We should find Doc, and I guess anybody else we can. If we all scatter they can pick us off easy. Last time I was alone when I was attacked.
*Holding tight to Diora’s hand, Willie starts to move, crouching low to remain behind the cover provided by the fallen wall.*
Heh, he should not be too difficult to find, yes? So long as we hear him.
*She frowns rather quickly again, though.*
We are already divided… they have done well enough accomplishing that, yes? Hm…
*She takes a brief glance at Willie’s robotic arm; while it’s another piece of the whole that is the woman she loves, it’s still a reminder of how dangerous this scenario is and how easily the engineer could have been lost to them before Diora or Doc could know what she’d mean to them. This isn’t happening again, and they won’t get close to it. Before they move too far, Diora tugs Willie’s hand to stop them momentarily and tugs her cloaking watch off, moving to slip it over Willie’s flesh wrist. Briefly, she kisses her cheek.*
If we are separated, please hide. I do not wish to lose you, love.
(Source: sutured-scout)
**In all the chaos and debris, Diora had found herself separated from Willie and Doc. While the base had been going up in flames in parts and exploding in other parts— and heaven help her, if this isn’t familiar in a way; is there ever a dull moment on this mountain?— the spy had found herself spending far more time than was safe or advisable pushing through in search of her two dearest companions, and honestly anyone else who might have been trapped. It doesn’t really cross her mind that she’s endangering herself in the process.
Eventually, the flames lick too closely for her liking, and after barely dodging a second falling rafter, the spy finally fights her way toward some kind of exit, a heavy dread settling into her stomach.
The sound of gunfire exchange draws Diora’s attention to the side of base. It could be anyone shooting, really, but in a situation like this, it doesn’t really matter, does it? So she rushes toward the sound of gun report only to see Willie on the alert, shotgun aimed at… No one.*
Asteri mou! Who is it?
Liam hears a second voice and pokes his head out. Dammit. Well, maybe she’ll get Willie away from here and into the forest. Diora looks unarmed, as well. Hopefully they wouldn’t both come after him. He doesn’t have much ammo left on him. A few more shots and he’ll have to make a break for it. Much of the mercs seem to have been herded into the woods anyway.
He quickly reloads and starts firing at the two women.
Willie is almost sure of it. The figure shooting at her is so familiar, if only she could get a bit closer, or have just a little more light…
But then a familiar voice reaches her ears, and she peers over her shoulder to see a certain much missed Spy running towards her. In spite of everything, she gives her a relieved smile.
“Diora! Oh thank God. Have you seen Do-get down!” She yanks on Diora’s arm, pulling her down behind the wall as more bullets whiz past.
“Shoot, we can’t stay here! We gotta get somewhere safe and warn the others! I think it’s the copies!”
*Gunfire and Willie’s voice ordering her to duck prompt the spy to drop as the engineer pulls her by the arm toward a wall. Diora pulls her own pistol from its holster and flips the safety off, waiting for another shot, and she glances at Willie, brow furrowed hard and mouth set. The last time doubles of them had gone on a destructive spree, Diora had lost something. Granted it doesn’t matter anymore, but at the time it was devastating and… she’s sure if it happened this time, her old grief would pale in comparison. She squeezes Willie’s hand tightly.*
You are certain? It… is not unlikely, is it?