«We Could Be Legends»

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.
Indigo was suprised by this girl's incredible strength. I want to say more, but that's all.
 
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?"
Wolfram let out a shriek of sheer pain and anger, landing against the door painfully hard."SHE ASKED FOR IT!"He screeched, glaring at Alice. He stood up, slowly, staring at Bleddyn. He ignored Brisa, the shorter girls words where nothing to him. "Come on Bleddyn! Since you want to fight me so bad, ignore them and fight me."[/B]
 
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?"
Indigo decided the list of people she liked here were as follows: Toby, Brisa, Alice and Jessi in no particular order.
 
Bleddyn was far beyond hearing anything emitted outside of her current line of vision; even if she had been listening in enough to hear Jessi, she wouldn't have made a single move to oblige her demand.

Bleddyn chomped down hard on her tongue as her jaw took the first impact. The force behind his fist had the muscles in her jarred neck stretch painfully and she saw stars. When she recovered, the metallic tang of blood was already blooming through her mouth.
Nettled by the reality that it'd be impossible for her to reach his face, she delivered her lower blows in rapid succession -one square in his ribs and the other to his gut- before she moved back a pace expectantly.
(You know
It sucks
No one responds for half an hour, then you come on and everyone else replies when you are typing
I guess you have to edit it some ;-;)
 
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?"

Toby stood there, his brain not fully aware of what happened. Finally, someone might've knocked some sense into him. It's getting really stuffy here, I need to go outside. Toby quickly walked outside, and sat on the porch, leaning into the wall.
 
Toby stood there, his brain not fully aware of what happened. Finally, someone might've knocked some sense into him. It's getting really stuffy here, I need to go outside. Toby quickly walked outside, and sat on the porch, leaning into the wall.
Indigo left too. She was considering leaving anyways.
 

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