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⠀i wasn’t beautiful anymore . ⠀now i looked like what i was , a raw wound .

now i'm the villain in your history.

- family wouldn't give her enough purposefully to try and make her work harder because they knew she'd so anything for Rose

with those eyes he might as well have been sharpening kitchen knives .. there’s something vindictive in those hollow sockets of his eyes, something her perceiving him pulls him out of.

"what the fu– i don't remember agreein' to this shit . . !" all the ghoul could ever truly do was let out an exasperated sigh before responding with an inevitable; "deal."

the ghoul, whose rocking a puzzled expression himself, takes a few steps ahead of lucy in order to further survey the abandoned outpost that they've just found themselves in. "hmm . . more like 𝘸𝘩𝘰 the hell was that. 》

actively glowing in the dark, sipping on a dr. nuka, and holding a lit cigarette. " which part , the part where I saved yer ass or the part with the mini nuke ? "

As soon as Lucy came Into her line of eyesight, She noticed the vault Uniform immediately . . As it was the same One that she adorned . Optics lock on her , Since she was distracted ? She takes a fist straight To the face . Stumbling Back . She had been around Lucy quite

* she's smart. but that's not how it works in his profession, it's in his best interest to be nice to people. that, and he's not a dickhead. " the strip is somethin', huh ? so what's up, hm ? what are ( * you ) looking for here ? "

No es lo correcto pero es lo que se tiene que hacer, esos tipos son basura de la nadie se lamentaría, con el tiempo el Yermo te lo hará entender -mira con cierta ternura a la moradora de refugio- Por lo visto todos los de tu tipo tienen una mentalidad igual

Correcto, tal parece que eso era lo que te tenía así, no?

"Faster but weaker than a normal Deathclaw."

her demise is slow ﹠ comes at a steady pace ﹔ a death waltz reserved for her alone. slow, lonely ﹠ sad.