«We Could Be Legends»

"And you..."Wolfram snarled, his voice deadly quiet. His eyes darkened, his whole body stiffening, giving him a violent and dangerous look to him. "You have no say in this. No one cares about your opinion. No one cares about you." He hissed, his voice low, dripping with a tamed poison, that seemed ready to lash out at any second.
"I know," Indigo's voice remained quiet. "I saved you all from imminent death and no one even cares."
And whenever I walk in a room, tension builds.
 
"And you..."Wolfram snarled, his voice deadly quiet. His eyes darkened, his whole body stiffening, giving him a violent and dangerous look to him. "You have no say in this. No one cares about your opinion. No one cares about you." He hissed, his voice low, dripping with a tamed poison, that seemed ready to lash out at any second.
Bleddyn brashly butted her way into everything, as usual, without heed for the actual danger present. "Alright, Dog, ready to fight me now? My offer still stands."
So maybe now isn't a good time....
No, actually, he's mad- it's the best time ever.
 
Wolfram snarled, taking a step back, stung by her words. 'Oh poor you and your depressing life!' Lily hissed, her rose-gold and silver hair billowing around her shoulders. 'Maybe if you cared a little more this wouldn't have happened!' She hissed. 'How much more do you want me to care about you?!' Wolfram snarled. 'I do everything for you. I care for you more then you know. I don't know how much more I can do for you!'
He snapped back, suddenly looking drained.

Jessi stood there looking shocked at what he said. "Everyone needs to go into a different area to calm down. There are bedrooms upstairs." She said quietly.

"I know," Indigo's voice remained quiet. "I saved you all from imminent death and no one even cares."
And whenever I walk in a room, tension builds.

(I would say she should just calm them down, but they probably wouldn't react well to that.)
 
Bleddyn brashly butted her way into everything, as usual, without heed for the actual danger present. "Alright, Dog, ready to fight me now? My offer still stands."
So maybe now isn't a good time....
No, actually, he's mad- it's the best time ever.
Wolfram whirled around to face her, hands clenched into fists. "Do you really want it that badly?!" He snarled, stalking towards her. "You can't blame me if you get hurt, you asked for it." He hissed, now seeming more then ready to attack something.
 
Jessi stood there looking shocked at what he said. "Everyone needs to go into a different area to calm down. There are bedrooms upstairs." She said quietly.



(I would say she should just calm them down, but they probably wouldn't react well to that.)
Indigo considered using enchantment, but decided Wolfram would go for the neck. Not dangerous? Pshaw! Biggest piece of baloney I ever heard of!
 
Wolfram whirled around to face her, hands clenched into fists. "Do you really want it that badly?!" He snarled, stalking towards her. "You can't blame me if you get hurt, you asked for it." He hissed, now seeming more then ready to attack something.
Bleddyn took a pace back and brought her fists up from her sides. Her eyes suddenly became blank and strangely distant, as if she were focused on something far off and not right before her.
You don't know him, you don't know him, you've been through nothing with him, this is fine.
"I did ask for it, Wolfram," she muttered darkly, her voice little more than a warbling growl. "Hurt? Since when has that been an issue?"
 
Bleddyn took a pace back and brought her fists up from her sides. Her eyes suddenly became blank and strangely distant, as if she were focused on something far off and not right before her.
You don't know him, you don't know him, you've been through nothing with him, this is fine.
"I did ask for it, Wolfram," she muttered darkly, her voice little more than a warbling growl. "Hurt? Since when has that been an issue?"

"Take it outside." Jessi growled. She looked like she was ready to smack everyone.
 
Bleddyn took a pace back and brought her fists up from her sides. Her eyes suddenly became blank and strangely distant, as if she were focused on something far off and not right before her.
You don't know him, you don't know him, you've been through nothing with him, this is fine.
"I did ask for it, Wolfram," she muttered darkly, her voice little more than a warbling growl. "Hurt? Since when has that been an issue?"
A primal growl rumbled in the back of Wolfram's throat, his eyes dark with a violent glimmer. "Hasn't slowed you down any I suppose." He muttered. Without warning, he swiftly brought a fist up, slamming it harder then he meant to across her jaw.
 
Bleddyn took a pace back and brought her fists up from her sides. Her eyes suddenly became blank and strangely distant, as if she were focused on something far off and not right before her.
You don't know him, you don't know him, you've been through nothing with him, this is fine.
"I did ask for it, Wolfram," she muttered darkly, her voice little more than a warbling growl. "Hurt? Since when has that been an issue?"

Alice jumped up from the couch anger suddenly burning in her. She wasn't worried about either of them. She actually wanted to watch them beat each other to oblivion, but she was tired of how much whining was going on. And she knew Bleddyn would never let him.

A primal growl rumbled in the back of Wolfram's throat, his eyes dark with a violent glimmer. "Hasn't slowed you down any I suppose." He muttered. Without warning, he swiftly brought a fist up, slamming it harder then he meant to across her jaw.


"ENOUGH!!!!" She screeched grabbing them both by their shirts and shoving them apart. Wolfram crashed loudly into the wall by the door, a family photo being rocked from it's hanger tipped and smashed on the floor. Bleddyn didn't budge but her burning stare now met Alice's. Her breath caught in her throat as she tried to stare down her cousin. All the words she had wanted to say abandoned her so she blurted the first thing that came to mind. "What's wrong with you?" She stood stunned by her own words, wondering how much they had hurt her. But she didn't take them back, she couldn't.
 
A primal growl rumbled in the back of Wolfram's throat, his eyes dark with a violent glimmer. "Hasn't slowed you down any I suppose." He muttered. Without warning, he swiftly brought a fist up, slamming it harder then he meant to across her jaw.
Alice jumped up from the couch anger suddenly burning in her. She wasn't worried about either of them. She actually wanted to watch them beat each other to oblivion, but she was tired of how much whining was going on. And she knew Bleddyn would never let him.




"ENOUGH!!!!" She screeched grabbing them both by their shirts and shoving them apart. Wolfram crashed loudly into the wall by the door, a family photo being rocked from it's hanger tipped and smashed on the floor. Bleddyn didn't budge but her burning stare now met Alice's. Her breath caught in her throat as she tried to stare down her cousin. All the words she had wanted to say abandoned her so she blurted the first thing that came to mind. "What's wrong with you?" She stood stunned by her own words, wondering how much they had hurt her. But she didn't take them back, she couldn't.

Having sat still throughout the entire escapade, finishing her pizza, Brisa stood, finally fed up. "Alright!" She yelled, stepping in front of Wolfram and looking up to meet his eyes, seeming suddenly much taller than her five feet. "Can you stop? You have done this one to many times! At first, I felt sorry for you, okay? You lost your mother, something terrible that I would never wish upon my worst enemy. And so you were angry and clearly didn't, and still don't, know how to deal with the grief. And time and time again, that has been your excuse for saying and doing horrible things! But at some point you've got to start taking responsibility for your own freaking actions instead of blaming them on the fact that you're grieving!" She took a deep breath and continued. "Look, we all feel bad for you. But imagine that you had a sister or brother or even friend whom you loved with all your heart. Then this tall, slightly menacing boy who's unpredictable and clearly has serious anger issues comes into your group and starts handing out death threats to everyone he meets. Including your loved one. How do you think you would react, huh? You have threatened everyone here that you will hurt or kill them. You've even threatened me, and all I did was offer help. So no one has much sympathy for you anymore, even me, and trust me it takes a lot for me to reach the end of my rope." She rolled forward onto her toes until she was as close to his height as was physically possible for her and spoke quietly, so that only he could hear, and surprisingly, her voice was tender with hurt for him. "I can't sit there and watch this anymore. You, of all people, should know how scary it is to experience the death of a loved one. What would your mom think of how you're acting?"
 

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