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Running out of bullets will get you killed, and make you look stupid.
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Post by Braeden Quinn on Dec 12, 2015 2:19:05 GMT
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She was so little! What would happen if the Earth was too much for her? Braeden pulled on her daughter's coat, and then turned her so she could zip it up. "You look so grown up!" She told her, framing her cheeks, and brushing back the thick curly hair that she had gotten from her father. Braeden knew she had a few tears on her cheeks, and Arria blinked at her mother. 'Mommy?' She asked, and Braeden loved her hands to wipe her face. "I am just so proud of how big you've gotten!" She lied, "And about your adventure with Daddy! I wish I could go with you!" But she knew that it would be dangerous enough for Bellamy to slip on, but impossible for her to do it as well.
Bellamy had told her the plan just last night. It had given her little time to prepare. However she did the best she could. She got Amaren's old coat, and as much clothing as she could. Some better shoes for her daughter as well. In the backpack she had some food in it, and a gun--with a few extra clips. It was all she could give her daughter, who would climb into the backpack, and Bellamy would carry her to Earth in--hidden away. "You be good for Daddy, ok?" She told her, pulling her in for another hug. "You stay close to him! Don't wonder off! I love you so much! Mommy loves you so, so much!" Braeden wondered if she could do it. She didn't think she could let her daughter go.
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"We save those who
we can save today."
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Post by Bellamy Blake on Dec 26, 2015 23:01:36 GMT
whatever THE HELL WE WANT Bellamy was standing near his wife and daughter, hearing their goodbyes . . . ones that nearly broke his heart. He hated to separate them, knowing that she would be asking for her mother in a matter of moments. But there was no other choice. This was the only way to save them, to give their daughter a chance and make sure Braeden didn't get floated. They had known the risks since deciding to have a second child . . . but never had they expected it to come to this. Bellamy was currently crouched down in front of his son.
"You're going to look after your mom, right?" He asked with a forced smile on his lips. "Be strong for her, just like you always are." Separating a mother and daughter was one thing . . . saying goodbye to his son, was a whole other heartache. "I love you Amaren," he told her, wrapping his arms around his boy as he squeezed his eyes shut.
He didn't know if he would see him again, just as Braeden didn't know if she would see Arria. He had to put faith in his plan though . .. it was their only chance, their last hope. Knowing time was short, Bellamy released his son, kissing the top of his head as he rose to his feet, going to where Arria and Braeden were standing. "It's time," he stated, grabbing the large size pack that she would be placed in. He opened it up, taking a deep breath as Braeden would have to lower their daughter into it.
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