#this prologue is just GAH I LOVE IT SM

[wexhappyxfew]

MILDRED CARTER and ROLANDE PELLETIER in AND THEN THE DAWN CAME (a bob fic) [coming soon]

The duo had been staring out towards the darkness for only a few hours now, at least for the better part of the early morning (way too early of a morning); they'd arrived at the designated location late last night only to find that they were desperately alone in the Normandy wilderness - now they awaited movements, signs of gunfire or even light to signal they could prepare to move locations again.

" This is my first time in Normandy." the Maquis member whispered from beside Mildred, barely moving an inch of her body, perfectly poised in textbook form, blending into the tree that stuck up from the ground beside her," This makes me hope that it is my last." A thin-lipped smirk perked up on the corner of Mildred's lips there in the darkness.

" It's my fourth." Mildred said quietly back, catching the Maquis member's peripheral vision move its way over towards her," Makes me think the war is trying to tell me something." The Maquis member's chuckle against the leaves of the tree was worthwhile.

" It is not doing good job of telling you." the Maquis member whispered back," It appears that for others, it did job well enough. For you? I am highly in doubt of such thing." Mildred felt goosebumps press against her skin as a chill ran up her spine, despite the thin layer of sweat that materialized on her forehead once she had jumped out of the transport and followed the Maquis member into the dark tree line to hide from sight.

" I think the prison sentence was enough." The Maquis member's eyes did not shy away from meeting her own as their gazes collided in the darkness, her dark brown eyes, searching Mildred's own green ones, flicking about before moving to hold her attention again. Speculating. Assessing.

" Prison sentence." the Maquis member said," You do not appear to be the type to deal with such things." Mildred almost snorted at her words and shook her head.

" I don't appear to be a lot of things now, do I?"

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I'M GOING TO KEEP DRAWING HIM AND YOU CAN'T STOP MEEEEEEEEEEEEE *evil laughter* I checked the prologue of book eleven and apparently he's "iridescent" so I tried to do that... didn't work... gah he's so fun to draw... I gotta make a silkwing oc with similar colors of just that color of goldish orangeish yellowish gjfyjfyeetujjbhgbhcujfyfjh i love doin pinkish red shading sm auhghfjgfddhvhkfh

[jack-kellys]

all the song ones ;)

Song asks? yeet ok will do:

(Prologue) Small life in a big city or big life in a small town: okay hands down small life big city. I LOVE cities and don’t live in one, but I got lots of close family that lives in (hey guess what) Manhattan where I Also wanna live

(Carrying the banner) dream job: stage manager for a hit Broadway show!

(Bottom line) if you could live in any time period which one: oooh fuck umm kinda wanna live in the 80s but also can I just be a fucken newsie during the strike holy shit

(That’s rich) 3 fav candies/sweets: gah umm ice cream…brownies…n sour candies. and gummies but that’s four

(Never planned on you) do you believe in love at first sight: nope. infatuation sure but actual love? that’s built up over time and I’m a firm believer in that. it’s earned.

(Don’t come a-knockin) one chore for the rest of your life: OOF um. uh I think dishes actually

(World will know) what do you want to be known for one day: kinda goes along with the dream job actually. but I guess i’d less rather “be known” than meet/know people who are known? like I’d rather have connections than be a connection almost

(Watch what happens) if you would write a book what’d it be about: there isn’t a book as far as I know from the perspective of like…a content creator. like one of us. I feel like that’d be really cool to make, because Normal People would like. get an actual insight. into our fantastic bullshit

(Seize the day) give some advice: as a wise man once said: don’t let your dreams be dreams! if even at a young age you think you want something, I think it’s good to actually throw yourself into it. if it’s not offered at school or not in the way you want, find it elsewhere! look for internships and local things! do what you love, and it can take you places if you really care about it!!!!!

(King a New York) BALLET OR TAP: FUCK this question BECAUSE:I love watching ballet, BUTI think I’d rather learn tap??

(Watch what happens reprise) tag some Tumblr squad: well ok I love a lot of people so I’ll do both:Chaos crew-@race-ace@night-is-my-time-of-day@the-dance-boi@elmer-s-s0cks@newsboyshavetakenover@borough-what-gave-me-birth@furyisebasically andFriends-@suddenly-im-respecsableand of course @iconicmusicalquote yeet love ya guys

(Bottom line reprise) trouble or peacemaker: it honestly depends? at home I’m def a troublemaker but between friends I tend to try and solve the problems. but I’m also loud and stuff which leans trouble but eh

(Brooklyns heeeere) what borough of NY would ya like to be from: im already half Manhattan so miss me with that

(Something to believe in) a dream you had: oh god is this like a literal dream? this is gonna sound dumb but I’m in a (more or less) closed rp server and I kinda…envision…the scenes a lot….a lot-a lot…

(Once and for aaaaalll) if you could rule any country which one: tf. america. because fuck it right now amirite ladiiiiies

(Finale) what Broadway means to you: a career. an ultimate goal. I respect it a lot. I think it needs to be more respected as well. a huge inspiration, whether it be for sets or effects or lights or acting or singing or dance. what it really means to me though..? something I’ve wanted since i was real young, I guess.

thanks sm saph aaaaaa