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Stole this from @perringcentral​ bc I thought this was fun as hell :3

Silver, mist, tree, and bright for Vale (obviously, duh).

        “Like…
two hundred thousand silvers… somebody paid a poor bastard to pay me this much
money so their identity remains secret,” I say and grab the metal bar of the
man’s cell. I can feel my pulse rise. “I’ve never had that before. People don’t
usually care who knows if they got someone killed. You won’t live to tell the
tale, and I don’t give a shit so who wants you dead so badly that
they would put two walls between the two of you…”

        “What’s
your point?” he frowns.

        “Just…
aren’t you a little bit curious?” I squint. “Not even a little bit curious.”

        “Yeah,
sure but does it matter?”

        “Doesn’t
it?” I ask and dangle the key of his cell in front of him.

(this is the part where Vale decides to free Cephas instead of killing him, my poor heart, the nostalgia ♥)

When an area ahead is badly infested we hop
on the roofs and either proceed that way even with our gas masks on.
We still can’t risk breathing the real outside air as a constant mist has
sat upon the town and there’s no telling how much of it is blight, but it’s
nice to just be outside.

           Then
Morlene picks us up and takes us to a “buffer zone” where we get disinfected
and we can enter the Atrium.

           You’d
think we know what we’re doing. We really don’t.

(the word mist actually only appears twice in the whole story but the word mistake appears seventy-eight times so that says a lot :D)

           I
come up on my target so I wait
until they walk past a tree that’s wide enough to pin someone against it and I do just that. Grabbing them by their thick longcoat I yank them off-balance, making sure they don’t get to react before I have
a blade to their neck, and press my other hand against their mouth.

           “Quiet
or I slit your throat right now,” I hiss.

           Two
things become painfully clear as soon as I look my pursuer in the eye.

           1) I
probably shouldn’t have slammed his back against a tree trunk.

           2) It’s
Cephas.

           The
moment it registers with me I’m not even jumping back in surprise, I just let
out a painful groan let my hand down currently keeping him quiet.

           “Cephas,
what the fuck…”

           “I wanted to help?” 

This next one is from our first meeting with Lourdes, Vale’s ex’s new girlfriend whom she’s not happy about at all.

        “Shit, shit, shit, here she comes,
don’t look at her,” I notice a woman walking towards us and hope the situation can be salvaged but I’m sorely mistaken.
Before Cephas could even get confused a smile forces its way onto my face. “Lourdes!
Fancy meeting you here!”

        “Vale, I also fancy meeting you here,”
Lourdes smiles and stands between Cephas and me with her
hands on our backs. Long waves of dark brown hair are cascading over her shoulder, but her
bright blue eyes draw all the attention to her glance. She stands two heads
taller than me even on my tiptoes, and she could probably deck Cephas’ ass
before he could even turn around and run. “How’s your health serving you?”

        “Alright,” I shrug. “I’ve been recently
stabbed but recovering.”