sunrise for sore eyes
It's quiet, save for the thrum of power as Sanctuary coasts over Pandora. Most of the fort's residents are sleeping off hangovers, or getting ready to open up shop. The sunrise paints the clouds an elegant pink that sinks into soft grays and blues, and Krieg can't get enough of it.
His eyes remain steadily wide, traversing the view of the sky, the horizon, and back again. It's moments like these he like the best. It's also when he considers himself to be at his best.
Krieg's legs swing gently back and forth over the edge of Sanctuary's torn pavement, whilst his right hand taps at the ground with his buzz-axe.
"You enjoying the view, big guy?"
The psycho turns to see Maya, book in hand, approaching his usual spot. She gives him a gentle smile, and gestures to the space next to him.
"Is it alright if I sit down with you?"
Krieg brings his axe down forcefully on the aforementioned space, letting out a gravelly yell, "bring the organs for the song burn!!"
Maya chuckles, and sits down cross-legged, opening her book and settling to read. The two sat in silence for a long while, the cool winds gliding over the skin of the two vault hunters, like a lover's sigh over lips.
Maya looked up to take in the vestiges of the sunrise, the star having dusted the edges of the clouds a radiant gold. She turned to her companion, watching him behold the same sight.
She spoke softly. "Sure is beautiful, isn't it?"
Krieg answered in kind. "MEAT SPLURGE!"
Maya only laughed, leaning back and propping herself up on her elbows.
"Indeed."