Open Picture Prompt Post

[desertions]

An Open RP Post, with a ~twist~. Basically, I love picture prompts more than life itself, so this is what you do.

1. You choose one of your characters.
2. You leave me a picture prompt and/or what character of mine you're requesting (if you don't request a specific one, I turn the wheel of RP fortune or something like that).
3. I comment setting up a scenario inspired/based on the prompt
4. profit????

Comments

[cleave]

[ his anchor, allison is his anchor. it's important in ways not even scott fully comprehends. she's here and she reminds him that he's human, ties him to what he was before peter hale sank his teeth into scott's side. whatever this place is, whatever they are these days ( i'll wait, he'd said, and he still means it ) having her here makes all the difference. it makes things easier. not easy, but easier. ]

Hi.

[ he squeezes just a little, clutching her tightly. she doesn't need protecting, but scott would protect her anyway. it's not about her being weak, it's about her being so precious to him that he couldn't live with himself if he didn't put himself between her and anything that could ever possibly hurt her. ]

Do you know where we are?

[transferee]

[It's not that she wanted Scott here -- no one should be here, this place is terrible -- but well, she has wanted him here. It's selfish, especially when she's the one who broke up with him but they're Scott and Allison -- when things are rough part of her will always want him around, even if she won't say so out loud.

She doesn't want him to protect her -- she can do that herself -- but it still takes her another moment before she finally manages to untangle herself from him.]

Denmark -- but that's not the weirdest part of all this.

[cleave]

[ she steps back and he has to let her go. he has to and he knows it but it's not easy. that will never be easy. maybe it should be, because that's what's supposed to happen after breakups, but scott can't even pretend that it is. he shuffles a little awkwardly, regrouping, like he isn't totally sure what to do with himself. ]

Denmark?

[ the fuck? ]

Why are we in Denmark?

[ there's a pause, and then. ]

And why do I have a butterknife?

[transferee]

[It's not easy for her either -- and she's not sure it every will be but it's probably something they both need to get used to.

At least they have fun topics like the zombie apocalypse to distract them!]

I'm not really sure why Denmark, honestly.

But the butterknife is for the zombies. Everyone was given a weapon.

[She holds up her gauntlet covered hand.]

Some are more useful than others.