You and Lacus, a duo destined to be, as close as two atoms in a molecule, a bond forged in fire, never to flee, together, a force no one can ridicule.

A pair that cannot be separated,

Like elements, a pure substance in sync, two souls intertwined, never to be segregated, inseparable,

Two link rings, never to unlink.

Walking disasters, some may say, but to you both, it's a perfect dance, In the chaos, you find a rhythm and sway, a connection full of passion and pleasure.

"This livestock, they refuse to submit"

Lacus said, his boredom ever so explicit as his eyes scanned the desolated land. A small package of blood in his hand, his expression, a soft frown it wore for this meagre supply was such a bore. It wasn't enough to satisfy his thirst.