@A5_ WICKED
Jackson looks up at him, "Nothing. Weapons. "
Jackson looks up at him, "Nothing. Weapons. "
"weapons? You want weapons? Or do they have none."
"No. All they had are weapons. "
"Oh, alright."
Jackson stands, looking down at the chain in his hand
"Maybe we could still find him."
"A bit Optimistic. Arent ya."
"I'm sorry, I just don't know what to say." Colden yelled then walked towards the door.
Jackson was silent, fingering the wolf head
Colden opened the door and walked out. He didn't know what to do and felt as if Jackson needed his space.
He turns on the spot as if in a haze
Colden walked towards one of the empty ports. He kept his head down and made eye contact with nobody around.
Jackson sits down at one of the big windows and looking out at the dark, polluted air outside
Colden sat down on the edge of the port his feet hanging off the edge.
Jackson looks down at his palm then link the chain around his own neck and drops it down his shirt. It was freezing but he leaned against the window and closed his eyes. He was far from sleep but he needed to shut out the world for a little bit
Colden looked up at the darkened sky. It had been darkened by those same people who promised to go green and 'save the plant' but look at where they got them.
Jackson opened his eyes as the men start to stir on the ground. He stands and walks out to the street. He looks around and walks to the ports
Colden looked down into the dark almost bottomless looking water below him.
Jackson looks around for the other and pauses on the port he was on. He coughs and walks toward him, sitting beside Colden.
(FYI Bran is 'dead')
Colden continued looking down.
(Awww rip)
('dead' XD
"Hey… You ok."
"fine. Sorry."
"Stop saying sorry." He flicks the other's forehead with a forced smile
"so- fine." Colden said looking up.
Jackson nods, chuckling. He crosses his legs and looks across the dark water.
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