Slowly catching up!
This one was...interesting to write, to say the least.
Raintag - I'll have my fingers crossed that no one bugs you ^^
Thanks! And I'm glad you agree, it took a while to think of one for Lukas, but when in episode one they say 'I'm tired of losing to them' that's when the god of victory clicked
Cutie little guardian baby
I may or may not have done that on purpose X) (The walmart was in the americas, they ran away to england to avoid the cops)
IKR?
*chants alongside rainy*
TheAmberShadow - Oohhhh I love the Descendants books, and the movies, and really anything I can find in the universe that is decently written. I've never heard of Renegades, I'll have to look into it
I love the Magnus Chase ones
I'd actually meant Iris, not Isis xD Misspell of the year lol
Yup, pretty much
Definitely mostly Reuben xD
On to the fic!
Day Ten:: Witherstorm Connection AU -Connection
Jesse used:: legit none - Pairings:: none
Probably not as creepy as it could have been, but...yeah
It had been hard, after the defeat of the Witherstorm, to regain some sense of normalcy.
Most people busied themselves with repair work, helping reunite families, and helping people get back to their homes. Some people fell into despair, and resorted to drinking, or even death to find escape.
And others, like Petra, had chosen to bury themselves in routine. Hiding their emotions under repetitive motions, the lack of the need to think. The lack of emotion. Mining, day in and day out. Barely celebrating when hitting diamond, just strip-mining as far as her legs could carry her, to get away from the events of the past.
Petra knew she'd have to come out of her cave eventually, maybe even soon to keep the others from worrying. But right now, she could enjoy the lack of worry, the lack of thought, just the basic movements of mining farther and farther from where it had happened.
kick - punch - parry - block
Petra froze. Where had that come from?
The main dome is going to need quite a bit of quartz, wonder if I could get some help going into the Nether
Petra shook her head. Something was wrong, those weren't her thoughts. Main dome? The only dome in Beacontown was the one on the old keynote building, and given that was where the Witherstorm had first spawned, it had been completely decimated. Most people she'd talked to, in the brief moments when she went back topside for wood, food, water, and the rare sleep, had all said they'd be perfectly happy if the building was never built again.
need to get these guys safely to Boom Town, then I can go home myself
Alright this was starting to get freaky.
Petra bit her lower lip and traced her fingers along the handle of her fourth pickax this week. H-Hello? she tried thinking. It was a bit weird, trying to 'think' something by saying it, but yet not actually saying it.
In an instant all of the voices shut up.
Petra let out a breath of relief. It was just a trick of the mind. Probably induced by all the time spent underground.
And then someone answered.
Hello?
And that's a wrap!
Leaving the ending kind of open, primarily because I couldn't think of anything else to write xP
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~Savvy