There wasn't any time to think, Jessie! [ The words wrench themselves from his throat, his heart. He can't take anything back, and even if you asked him now -- he's not sure he would even do that. ]
All I could see was Hell all over again: outmatched even if the numbers should have been on our side, a former member of the Searing Wind come back from the dead in a way that has Grendal's interference written all over it. We had to send people home because too many had gone fuck-all crazy from whatever the hell it is that's out there in the Bone Hills.
[ He hadn't wanted to open his mouth for fear of all the words spilling out without filter. But he's tired. He's hurting. He just... he would like soldier on and somehow wrap Arcadia up and if that's fucking selfish so be it because he'd like a place to maybe grieve for the loss of two friends who he'd had the responsibility of looking out for only to fuck it all up. He can't even be altogether glad that Coach ascended. He can't, not when he still catches himself reaching for the rings that used to sit on either pinky finger. ]
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All I could see was Hell all over again: outmatched even if the numbers should have been on our side, a former member of the Searing Wind come back from the dead in a way that has Grendal's interference written all over it. We had to send people home because too many had gone fuck-all crazy from whatever the hell it is that's out there in the Bone Hills.
[ He hadn't wanted to open his mouth for fear of all the words spilling out without filter. But he's tired. He's hurting. He just... he would like soldier on and somehow wrap Arcadia up and if that's fucking selfish so be it because he'd like a place to maybe grieve for the loss of two friends who he'd had the responsibility of looking out for only to fuck it all up. He can't even be altogether glad that Coach ascended. He can't, not when he still catches himself reaching for the rings that used to sit on either pinky finger. ]
You wanna hit me again? Go ahead.