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"The country? The Skies? You can have them. I'm busy just protecting what's right in front of me. I don't know what'll happen to me in the future, but if something has fallen at my feet, then the least I can do is pick it up."
fam u still alive
🌹. Haven found herself, once again, in the training room. She needed to brush up on her skills, she claimed, and that was only because she had not been doing too much physical fighting lately- not like she was planning too, but it was merely the fact that she was a Military woman, and she felt obligated to keep herself in check.
🌹. Clad in Army print leggings with a white tank top, her boxer braids swayed back and forth with every moment she performed. Haven was not only trained in gunnery, but she was trained how to fight underwater, as well as fist fighting. Many years had gone on, and she benefited from it. Unaware of the figure nearby, she continued to hit the punching bag. Her tall stature was almost taller than the punching bag itself.
"Soccer mom."
guess who lmao
"im going to murder you, i swear it!"
"You can't kill me if I'm already dead inside."
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