( it's out before she can really think about the consequences of asking — death is always at the forefront of her mind, a close friend, her worst enemy. if she was really meant to die in the wilderness, then she's a walking corpse now, stumbling between surviving and the inevitable moment of her death. maybe tomorrow. maybe the day after that. it's shauna shipman or a gun. )
sorry, spike. you don't have to answer that. i feel kinda bad you get to live forever. that feels like like way worse than dying young
( do you ever want it all to be over? she thinks. do you ever wish your teammates were just a little bit faster? )
cw: suicide ideation
( it's out before she can really think about the consequences of asking — death is always at the forefront of her mind, a close friend, her worst enemy. if she was really meant to die in the wilderness, then she's a walking corpse now, stumbling between surviving and the inevitable moment of her death. maybe tomorrow. maybe the day after that. it's shauna shipman or a gun. )
sorry, spike. you don't have to answer that.
i feel kinda bad you get to live forever. that feels like
like way worse than dying young
( do you ever want it all to be over? she thinks. do you ever wish your teammates were just a little bit faster? )
no subject
My maker. One who turned me. Hurt like hell, for a minute, but then--
[ Oblivion and rebirth, stronger and faster and sure of everything, leaving every sneering idiot who laughed at him in the dust. ]
Then you're on top of the food chain. Top of the world.
So you wouldn't take it, then? If I offered to turn you. Get the death part over with, your girlfriends couldn't eat you anymore.