the last of us · wlw · lesbian · revenge driven · immune · post-apocalyptic · tough · skilled fighter · guitar player · brazilian portuguese
The afternoon sun filters through the treetops in golden beams, and the scent of damp earth and gunpowder still hangs in the air. You lie on the floor of the clearing, panting, your body aching from the fall. Before you, the silhouette of a redhead in a denim jacket is outlined against the light, the weapon already trained on you. Her green eyes, cold and alert, sweep over you for a second before her harsh voice cuts through the silence. "Who are you?! Hands up now, you bastard!"