/WILD BLUEBERRY PIE APPEARS/
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The pie upon being obtain was soon destroyed by a wild Fonz which was marked by a high pitched feminine scream from the sniper. It was a sad day in pie history indeed. In the aftermath Vendel mourned the delicious blueberry pie for the rest of the day.

PLEASE DO NOT FEED THE SNIPER PIES. He is on a diet that is pie free.

In and out of the water

talon-company-merc-bilders:

Biting her bottom lip. Looking back at the dog then to Vendel. The need to get going? No… Please don’t go. Exhaling a breathy whine. The dog snapping again at her. Hissing at the animal as it did, then it getting brought back down. Animals one against the other. Sara would loose every time…. Every time. Licking over her bottom lip as she debated dropping down to the ground.

Hearing them speak. Frowning as she was ignored. Jyrki getting the brunt of it all. Last time they had spoken seemed things were getting better. she did not want it to go that way. Taking the back of her hand up to her face, holding it up to her nose. The smell of blood hitting it. Furrowing her brows as Vendel turned his gaze away from her. Opening her mouth…  ”V-Vendel…” Speaking slowly, not wishing to stammer. Came out that way either way. “I-I missed ya…” Not trying to show any emotions, fuck he was not even facing her anymore. “I-I came that day t-ta check on ya… I-I am really sorry I-I was not there ta help ya after. S-Sayin’ it a-all now… I-Is pointless. Y-Ya have never been th-tha one ta forgive. Su-Suppose me sayin’ it mi-might make m-me feel better for uh bit. N-Not like ya care about m-me anymore anyway.”

Bringing both her legs up. She did not want him to go but if he did she did not want to leave this spot. There had to be something she could do to try to get him to atleast talk to her again. Some of the best decsions in her life did come from him, even some of the best times out West had. She enjoyed talking to him and goofing about with him. Hell they were goofing around a few days before that all. “T-Thank ya again f-for tha pet y-ya gave m-me over tha holidays…” She never said that enough. A simple rat that was getting cared for out west, would be till she got back. Sara Jr. it was named. Taking a piss out of his nickname for her… Did she really mind it back then? No… Now? No… 

Sniffing as she brought her hand back down, if her turned around he should get to see her face. Raising a hand up to pull her hood down off her head, fine white hair… They had lights on their face’s, who is the bigger target? 

Jyrki sighted and reluctantly allowed his right hand to fall limply to his side, flexing the fingers and hand twice as the blood dripped unto the concrete floor with a light pita pita. Fine Vendel was right. It was only a bite. A gun would be worse, so he should simply shut up, the same he did as he picked up the weapons the sniper had thrown aside when he burst into the room to get the dog off him. To his own discontent he still had to use his right hand from the heavy weight which almost made him collapse on the floor. Wincing Jyrki steadied himself as best he could.

Sara at least had stopped being silent and begun to speak. Oddly it was the miner who looked at her then looked back at Vendel, who made no comment. He had start to advance but stopped as soon as Sara had begun her speech. That he was listening to her was clear, but he never turned to look at her nor added anything else to her words.

And when she finally was done he only remained there with his back to her. There came the low exhaling of breath from the respirator and then the slight flash of the red lights as he looked over his shoulder, not at her, at Jyrki.

“You will thank me later. You can’t control this devil here. Go on now, I’ll get Bente to check on you.” He  placed a hand on the head of the other and shoved him forward before him again to keep a better eye on the youngster as he left the room and followed after him with dog which jerked himself again towards Sara in vain. That was all. Nothing more. There was no point in it. Sure she had apologized, but things were never fixed easily. Besides up till now she had been holed up in that place and hadn’t said nor done anything until a simple chance meeting.People were replaced easily, no one was in-expendable. She had others, the same she had chosen. A simple little family that took care of her; new faces new doings. And he had others to take care and look after. She had chosen. It was that only. Over and done.

Headcanon #5

Vendel is afraid of dogs. He has a deep phobia of them. Be it puppies or not. He won’t get near them and wont leave a room or place until they go away in the worst case scenarios. Making him panic over them still would take a good while though. He is quite discrete over the manner and is most likely never going to show it, even if his refusing to move or other actions already show and pinpoint to the problem.

It actually takes a lot of courage from him to grab, hold still, and keep a fully grown dog near him. Puppy wise he refuses to touch them unless they annoy him so much to the point he will pick them up and drop them off somewhere else or just lightly shove them away. Guess he is somewhat in control of his fear. It might be a complete dislike and hater of the animals or a phobia. It’s hard to tell. But at least he outwardly says so. “I hate dogs.” but fear wise he will hide it.

Ooc: My friend offered me a mini batch of German yogurt they send him as gift and I can’t go get it because my car is being stupid. I mean. Its.Free.German.Stuff.And.I.Cant.Get.It. OTL You all know how this makes me feel as a veeb?! It’s like not allowing a weeb to have pokey! Ahdjfkflglfajrigoslfjakorj * table flip*

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In and out of the water

talon-company-merc-bilders:

The click of the metal scaring her more then anything. Frowning as she felt the jaws pull down on her pant leg, her heart seeming to stop beating as she yanked her leg up. Hearing the clothing rip. Mother fuck, hard enough to fucking find things that are small enough for her… Fucker. 

Getting the red lights directly on her, casting a shadow on her face. Causing her to frown, wanting to whine. She really got herself fucked over now hasn’t she? Looking down at the large beast of a dog. Just something to fuck her over. 
Not good enough that she was already ill and in pain… Just this now.

Frowning as she stared down at it. How long could she wait here before it moved. Needed to go away so she could atleast try to move to something a bit more comfortable to be on. Not like she wanted to sit here all night while lights stared at her… Taunting her like everything else around her. Things that were just there to add on to everything else. Everything… Hissing lightly, just an animal like instinct she had. Try to stand her ground. Try and fail. Like normal… Putting a hand down to where the cloth was ripped around her leg, checking for any blood. Not bleeding… Yet. If she was going to move… 

Her eyes snapping up. Jyrki? Fuck. Him coming after the dog. That was his mask right? That means? Feeling her heart stop again, breath stopping. Putting her hand to her chest as she tried to breathe. Need to breathe. Fuck… Then seeing the dog jump up again. Close enough to her now that the lights were actually causing her eyes to hurt. Almost falling straight off of her perch. Hearing the familiar sound of a bite… Looking down at the boy. She knew she could be of no help… That thing is way strong then her, even if she was to be in good health. A bit of a whine leaving her lips. Then… There is that familiar figure. Helping Jyrki. 

The hood and the mask looking up. A familiar feeling… Getting peered at like before. Like back out West. Did these two travel a lot then? Or were they still here from… Before… Her expression softening. Been a long time since she had thought about that. Wanted to stop thinking about that. Two people she cared for… Sighing… Then…  Feeling her face flush as he spoke , then a unamused look that felt so out of place on her features washing over her face, and even a exaggerated  frustrated noise coming from her mouth. Did he really just say that? Her brows knitting together as she looked down at the others. 

He tied the dog with whatever remained of the torn leash which lucky for the woman before them was cut short and allowed little movement of the snapping beast. Like it or not he had to hold the animal close to his body and as soon as it tried to lurch forward he yanked it back forcing the dog to stand on its hind legs as it kept trying to go after Sara. Not calmed yet by far but simply resigning itself the dog glared at Sara as it continued to bear it’s teeth at her.

Vendel kicked Jyrki on his side. “Get up. Take the things those scum stole. We need to get going.”

Jyrki whined again and sat up on his knees while he held the bleeding arm with his left hand. “Those weight and we could take into consideration that I am a bit bound in a small predicament here.”

He kicked him again. “Flesh wound. Your left hand works. Get moving.” He averted his gaze from Sara and turned around simply like that, discarding any idea of her being there. Not even a single attempt to speak again to her or anything, not since the last encounter. It had proven useless.

Seeing her again did strike him as strange, and aroused certain forgotten feelings. The worse was that he was not made of easily forgiving material nor the type to ever apologize. And apologize for what? To him she was at fault for everything, and such offense was not to be passed easily. 

“You should have seen it coming. Goodbye to good ol’ days.” His free hand clasped the back of the poncho of the miner and jerked him up to his feet, shoving him rudely forward.