«We Could Be Legends»

(I don't think she means he's actually bipolar, but I could be wrong. I know Toby is actually bipolar. I'm also a little disappointed you didn't have Indigo stay longer. I like Indigo.)
(I'm also disappointed. It would be fun to have her there. But I couldn't think of reasons for her to want to be there.)
 
(Maybe she could change her mind because she wanted to make sure everyone was okay? IDK.)
(Sure)
Indigo was mildly concerned. She was fairly certain somebody was fighting someone else in there.

She knocked on the door, noting there wasn't a doorbell. "Mizz uh, Jessi?"
 
Bleddyn stared at him for a long while, strangely silent as the conversation continued on and wandered other places. She could've kept up and moved on, but her whirling mind was really stuck on this. If he's being this painfully obvious, then I can't be that oblivious...I really need to punch him....that'd fix a lot...
"Whatever you want, Dog," Bleddyn granted finally, wry disbelief etched into every syllable. She definitely wasn't buying it, but humor of it all was long extinguished; and so she snapped ahead into the current conversation anyway.


"We all know Cardinal's plenty weird, but last time I checked, she wasn't all that disturbing to random people." Bleddyn fixed a glare of scrutiny on her befuddled cousin, then shrugged cluelessly. "Nope, I just don't see it."
Toby was just about to respond when Wolfram spoke. His laughter stopped and his face went blank. "What's wrong with her silver eyes?" He asked curiously.
Wolfram didn't remove his gaze from Camilla's, his eyes seeming to search hers."They're silver."He muttered helplessly."They're like....stars. Like the moon....because they are shining....like.....like..."He seemed moments away from grasping what he wanted, his fingers flexing."Like moms eyes."
 
(Sure)
Indigo was mildly concerned. She was fairly certain somebody was fighting someone else in there.

She knocked on the door, noting there wasn't a doorbell. "Mizz uh, Jessi?"

Jessi walked over and opened the door. "Oh, hi Indigo. Come in." She said, stepping out of the way.
 
Wolfram didn't remove his gaze from Camilla's, his eyes seeming to search hers."They're silver."He muttered helplessly."They're like....stars. Like the moon....because they are shining....like.....like..."He seemed moments away from grasping what he wanted, his fingers flexing."Like moms eyes."

"I'm… sorry." Toby said, awkwardly looking up.
 
Jessi walked over and opened the door. "Oh, hi Indigo. Come in." She said, stepping out of the way.
Indigo was suprised at the welcome, but stepped in, overwhelmed by the smell of pizza.
Still, though she hadn't had dinner, taking food would be overstaying her welcome, especially considering she only knew these people on a professional level.
Seeing Wolfram staring oddly at Camilla, she unconsciously muttered, "Post traumatic stress disorder is likely, could've been a psychiatrist." She gently touched his temples, hoping he wouldn't notice, and made the thought disperse. Then she leaned against the wall on her hands like they were extra heads.
 
Bleddyn stared at him for a long while, strangely silent as the conversation continued on and wandered other places. She could've kept up and moved on, but her whirling mind was really stuck on this. If he's being this painfully obvious, then I can't be that oblivious...I really need to punch him....that'd fix a lot...
"Whatever you want, Dog," Bleddyn granted finally, wry disbelief etched into every syllable. She definitely wasn't buying it, but humor of it all was long extinguished; and so she snapped ahead into the current conversation anyway.


"We all know Cardinal's plenty weird, but last time I checked, she wasn't all that aesthetically disturbing to random people." Bleddyn fixed a glare of scrutiny on her befuddled cousin, then shrugged cluelessly. "Nope, I just don't see it."
Wolfram didn't remove his gaze from Camilla's, his eyes seeming to search hers."They're silver."He muttered helplessly."They're like....stars. Like the moon....because they are shining....like.....like..."He seemed moments away from grasping what he wanted, his fingers flexing."Like moms eyes."
Camilla straightened, her eyes flicking between the others. "Uh... What?"
 
(I can't stay but will make a quick post)

Alice sat quietly on her own on the couch lost in her thoughts trying to decide if what she was remembering could actually be true. And if it was would she tell any one. Would she be able to convince them they needed to get that thing and give it to the Pure? Everyone seemed to be so happy. Even Bleddyn, how could she bring everyone down?

When Indigo stepped through the door Alice's eyes grew big, staring at the woman who had so easily gained her trust, but under false pretenses at the park. Would she force her to tell everyone? She gently shook her head, no she wouldn't know what to ask. Alice pulled the blanket over her head like a hood and tried to disappear into the couch.
 

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