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Started March 05, 2023 by @FallenSinAza

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She rolled her eyes, "have it your way," Erza ran off fuming with rage,."I hate that bitch!" She yelled, kicked a trash can

Verity growls to herself, continuing on her way down to her destination.

When she reaches it, she pulls out one of her revolvers and fires it at a pile of trash, once, before holstering it. It didn't give her anything beyond the joy of imagining that it was Erza's face.

"God I hate that damn whore. . ." she snarls to herself.

She starts making her way back towards her side of town, making sure to take as long as humanly possible to annoy the shit out of Erza.

Ezra went to work per usual. Walking around serving food and getting groped, she sat down for her break and groaned, "when will this hell end.." she muttered.
Gunfire was soon heard and the place was locked up. Ezra waited in the basement along with her coworkers and waited for the fighting to end

(Alright lol sorry just checking)

Verity perks up about halfway through Erza's territory, hearing gunfire close to the borders in the west.

She runs full-tilt towards the fighting to find her own people outnumbered.

She smirks, pulling out her revolvers, scoring headshot after headshot with barely even a glance at the target.

Once she'd all but eliminated the enemy, she proudly proclaims: "And that's why you don't fuck with us."

She starts looting the enemies and finding the bodies of her comrades to bury.

Erza came out from hiding and looked out onto the streets, "are we closing for the day..?" She asked her manager, he nodded and all the employees went home. Erza walked the streets back to her tiny, rundown apartment, the place was barely lovable but she didn't have anywhere else to go

Verity picks up a body first - Charles. She'd liked Charles. He was a nice boy.

But now, he's just a dead boy. That's what she had to tell herself to keep herself from breaking down.

Tristan. Chris. Bones. Joe. Asher. She knew all of them, knew most of them had a pet or a little sibling or a kid or a wife. She'd go up to them, delivering their makeshift tags, in the case of the human family.

She'd take in and shelter any animals herself. Feed them. Clean them.

Occasionally she'd find an empty house, save for a bloodstained doll from a recently dead tiny relative and she couldn't hold back her tears. She always cried quietly, seeing lost and abandoned toys.

She goes about the grueling work of digging the graves herself and fashioning wooden grave markers.

It took her hours.

She stumbles into the poor side of town, ordering a bottle of vodka from one of the still open bars, drinking herself to sleep that night.

Erza opened the door to her tiny one room home. The door screamed as it opened, hinges so rusty that they could break at any moment. She shut the door and slowly turned the lock, a lock so thin that it could be snapped, if the paper thin door didn't blow away in the wind. Erza curled up on her tiny hard floor mat, tears rolled down her face as she lay there, "I want it all to end.." she cried to herself, as she drifted into a sleep.

Verity wakes up the next morning.

She had a splitting headache, but got up from the stool anyways. She thanked the bartender, payed for her drink, and left, slipping past all the quiet and sometimes abandoned houses.

She reaches her home with little trouble and goes to the bathroom, stripping off all her gear and clothes and stepping into the shower.

WIth a rusty screech, the water starts to flow - there was only cold water nowadays - and fills the room with the metallic scent of lead and copper.

She washes the blood from her dead comrades off, as well as the dust. Nobody had soap anymore, but she still did her best with what she had to get clean and at least smell a little better.

SHe steps out, dripping wet, and grabs a threadbare towel, drying herself off and slipping into some clean-ish clothes.

"God, I just want this whole war to be over. . ." she sighs to herself.

Erza did what she could to make some money, but hardly anything came. She sat in an alley way counting her few coins, "maybe I should skip towns..?" She whispered, "I hate it here.."

Verity had strapped on all her gear again, and gone on her patrol rounds for the hour.

She was taking backways, because she didn't want to see anyone looking at her with pity - she looked like shit from yesterday's skirmish.

She heard someone say, "Maybe I should skip towns?" and stopped to listen, hiding behind a trash can.

Erza let out a huge sigh and looked up into the blue sky, "I wonder, if there's a place, somewhere out there, that I can be free.." she looked at herself in the reflection of a puddle, she was dirty and her hair was full of knots. She huddled herself into a ball, as a tear dripped to the ground

Verity snorts quietly.

Get a grip. If there was a place anyone could be free, we would've already gone there. The only freedom we have is in death now. Get used to it. she thinks.

She got up off of the ground after a minute, she brushed her clothes and began walking out of the alley until she noticed someone crouching behind a trash can

Verity was now lying against the wall, eyes closed.

"So. You're sad that you have no freedom?" she asks.

Erza's eyes darkened, "what's it to you.." she scoffed

"If you're so sad about it, just go die. That's the only freedom we have." Verity says, openiing her eyes.

Erza gives her a side and and walks off, "kill yourself!" She yells back. She starts making her way to her tiny apartment to grab what little she has

Verity snorts.

"No. Unlike you, I don't spend all my waking hours wishing I was someone else. Somewhere else, sure, but ther is nowhere else for people like you and me to go. Even if there was, do you think you could even get a mile before you get killed?" she replies, slipping to her feet.

"my bad for wanting to be somewhere else, after your people attacked us,"

"MY people? We're the ones who are fighting aginst the fucking enemy and keeping you alive." she snarls.

"oh I see.." she said rubbing her chin, "ahh I get it! That's why you invaded our town and killed my parents, along with plenty other innocent people," she said with a smile

"We invaded nothing, whore. We saved your people from the hands of those feral goddamn beasts. We keep you fed, clothed and protected. All the enemy would want to do is rape you, beat you, sell you and kill you, not neccessarily in that order." Verity snaps.

"all your people so is rape me and other woman.. we would have been better off without you here!!" She yelled, "you disgust me.."