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by Dethuma » Wed May 13, 2015 12:09 pm
➜Casey's Home
Johnathan//Healthy
Tagged;;Jackson, Brook
Johnathan looked to Jackson and shrugged, "I'm no higher on the totem pole than she is and as you can tell, she's not exactly the best at listening" he said, patting Echo's head, careful not to make any threatening movements.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 12:20 pm
Jackson watched as he left and went and stood next to Casey. He turned to Johnathan. "Sorry for the trouble. This is just an important place." He explained. "Make sure your Private knows that." He said. He truly hadn't meant to be rude, but he didn't like people in this house, at least not without Casey's permission. It just didn't feel right. He thought back to what he had said. He really was picking up the way Sarge spoke. Sarge had been in the army for a while, though you would have never guessed it. 3 years. He never achieved the rank of Sargent, but he liked to pretend he did

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 12:31 pm
Jackson shook his head. "Yeah. You remember Sarge at all?" He asked. "He's with us now. Don't hate him too much, he's my brother though. He's uh... Still in business though if you need supplies." He told him. He knew it wasn't right to advertise his brother's little black market game, but he had to. It was his brother after all.

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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by Nyverria » Wed May 13, 2015 12:50 pm
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Tags: Jackson, Brook, Johnathan
Mood: Calm
Group: Casey's
Casey had held her dog's collar, she watched as Jackson handled the situation quiet well. "Wow, I wasn't expecting visitors.. You handled that quiet well." she spoke to Jackson with a slight smile, she stood there waiting until Brook and Johnathan left for good before she would go to her secret hiding place.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 12:54 pm
Jackson smiled at the compliment. "Thank you. I learned from you." He replied. He watched as they left and turned to her. "Sorry for pushing you." He said sheepishly. He felt awful for it, but he had only meant to protect her. He let Roscoe go, knowing the dog wouldn't go anywhere.

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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by Dethuma » Wed May 13, 2015 12:54 pm
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Johnathan//Healthy
Tagged;;Brook, Casey, Jackson
Johnathan glared daggers at Brook, "Go scavenge or scout, now!" he barked at her, turning back to Jackson and Casey "So let me get this straight, 'Sarge' is with your group now but he's still running his little black market?" he asked clarifying.
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by xXReaperIFFXx » Wed May 13, 2015 12:57 pm
Jackson rolled his eyes. "Yeah... That's Sarge. I know where his loyalties lie, so I'm not too concerned about it. It keeps food on the table, and he hasn't stolen anything." He explained. He personally disagreed with it and wanted to talk to Sarge about quitting, but knew it wouldn't work

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i don’t know how to tell him that if angels could speak their voice would be the color of his eyes, that if there’s something unholy it’s how much my hands shake when he’s laughing, that the last time i looked at him i forgot how to breathe properly and yes i want to sin when he’s around but he’s the temple of my salvation, the bruised knees, the ache of holiness in a small body. us; bruised hearts, bruised skin, bruised dignity. we crawl back to each other like we forgot the ascent into hell from the last time. every time a bell rings an angel gains their wings, but every time my phone rings and you name lights up on the screen i can feel my chance at redemption slipping further and further away.
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