First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1261933495/ Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1261933495/ Next: None yet :3 Thumbnail by @-OliveOffline- Collab with Avie :D Tw/s: Uh- ◇Bloodied Roses | chapter two ◇ ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Aleksey 'Alek' Rachmaninov was sure about two things. Number one was that no one deserved to d!3, no matter what side they were on in the wvr. The second was that James Legundo was a complete and utter !d!0t. "This is the third time this week, I've seen you." Alek's Russian accent was always thicker when he was annoyed and unlike usual he made no attempt to hide it. "Get your act together, Legundo." Legs didn't look at Alek properly, and Alek rolled his eyes. "It is WEDNEDAY, James. WEDNESDAY! Do you know how often that is?" Legs didn't reply and Alek cursed in Russian under his breath as he went to get bandages for Legs' arm. "Are you ever going to learn to be more careful?" "This is a wvr. I'm going to get hurt." Legs eventually muttered. That for Alek was the final straw. "It's a wvr. IT'S A WVR! I know it's a wvr, Legs! We have been fighting this war for so long, that I now h:t3 that word so much. You can't just use that as an excuse for every time you get hurt. You can't just say 'Oh it's a wvr, I'm going to get hurt!' " Alek did a very bad impression of Legs. "You can at least TRY to stay out of harm's way." Alek had been bandaging Legs' arm the whole time and had bandaged it so aggressively that it was now more bandage than arm. "I don't want to see you again this week. You hear me? Not again." Legs nodded and Alek's expression softened. "Stay safe. Okay?" When Legs left, Alek let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding. James Legundo had officially won the award for the most trying patient...
