«We Could Be Legends»

"I don't think it's so bad," Bleddyn ventured slowly, but she did have to wince at her sketchy nonchalance. "I mean, it's not like our lives weren't in the balance, either. Kill or be killed." A frustrated frown contorted her face as she realized the violent contrasts between her easy words and her turbulent thoughts. Yeah, I'm just as messed up from this as he is.
"And I'd be lying to say I don't feel downright weird after that." She found herself vaguely satisfied with getting that truth out. Honestly...what even do I feel...
"And for you feeling differently? Dude. One was someone who was out there to kill our whole kind and legit bore zero relevance to your life. The other? Despite him having all the same qualities as the next Pure brute, he was still your father. That's a huge difference right there."
"They're people all the same! They can still feel pain and joy and love and hatred the same as us! To not feel anything after killing them... To feel nothing is just..." Wolfram drew his hands up, burying his face in his hands. "To feel nothing is just messed up. Yes, there is a difference. But my father and the Pure members are both living and breathing creatures, they feel pain just as much as you and I do," he sighed, shaking his head slightly, "I don't know, I'm just rambling now....I'll just shut up."
 
"They're people all the same! They can still feel pain and joy and love and hatred the same as us! To not feel anything after killing them... To feel nothing is just..." Wolfram drew his hands up, burying his face in his hands. "To feel nothing is just messed up. Yes, there is a difference. But my father and the Pure members are both living and breathing creatures, they feel pain just as much as you and I do," he sighed, shaking his head slightly, "I don't know, I'm just rambling now....I'll just shut up."
"I mean, I feel wrong, but not the kind of conviction that I guess I should feel...but I don't even know what you're feeling for obvious reasons...maybe it still all goes back to the fact that they wanted to kill us? I mean, I don't really know anything...sorry."
She smashed her face into her waiting hands with a groan, mirroring his actions without even intending to. "Ugh, I'm not even making sense."
 
"I mean, I feel wrong, but not the kind of conviction that I guess I should feel...but I don't even know what you're feeling for obvious reasons...maybe it still all goes back to the fact that they wanted to kill us? I mean, I don't really know anything...sorry."
She smashed her face into her waiting hands with a groan, mirroring his actions without even intending to. "Ugh, I'm not even making sense."
"No, you're making sense." Wolfram pulled his head out of his hands, shaking his head slightly. "It's just...me, I guess. I tend to overreact to things, if you haven't noticed yet," he muttered, and turned to her suddenly
"Also, thought you didn't do apologies?"
 
"No, you're making sense." Wolfram pulled his head out of his hands, shaking his head slightly. "It's just...me, I guess. I tend to overreact to things, if you haven't noticed yet," he muttered, and turned to her suddenly
"Also, thought you didn't do apologies?"
Bleddyn didn't look up at him. Her palms were horribly sweaty and infecting her face. "Overreacting about killing people, hm, didn't know that was a thing. Also, yeah, that last part- you didn't hear that."
 
Bleddyn didn't look up at him. Her palms were horribly sweaty and infecting her face. "Overreacting about killing people, hm, didn't know that was a thing. Also, yeah, that last part- you didn't hear that."
"You know what I mean, Bleddyn. I'm just...thinking about it to much." Wolfram muttered. "And yes I did hear that, don't try to hide it."
 
"You know what I mean, Bleddyn. I'm just...thinking about it to much." Wolfram muttered. "And yes I did hear that, don't try to hide it."
"You know, if I were anyone else, I'd hug you right now," Bleddyn remarked suddenly, not quite sure what to think of herself now.
 
"You know, if I were anyone else, I'd hug you right now," Bleddyn remarked suddenly, not quite sure what to think of herself now.
Wolfram snorted, turning his rather dull gaze to her. "Funny. Really, just utterly hilarious," he muttered in a monotone, unimpressed sort of voice, "but, y'know, you are you, so that's not happening."
 
Wolfram snorted, turning his rather dull gaze to her. "Funny. Really, just utterly hilarious," he muttered in a monotone, unimpressed sort of voice, "but, y'know, you are you, so that's not happening."
Bleddyn lifted her face from her palms and turned to him with an utterly blank expression. I am so far gone.
"But what would you do if I did?"
 
Bleddyn lifted her face from her palms and turned to him with an utterly blank expression. I am so far gone.
"But what would you do if I did?"
Does Bleddyn have a doppleganger? Because I never expected to have...this conversation with her. Wolfram narrowed his eyes, tilting his head slightly.
"Who are you, and what have you done with Bleddyn?"
 
Does Bleddyn have a doppleganger? Because I never expected to have...this conversation with her. Wolfram narrowed his eyes, tilting his head slightly.
"Who are you, and what have you done with Bleddyn?"
Bleddyn had to laugh wickedly then and looked at him through deviously slanted eyes. "Glad to see you're still okay enough to recognize that."
 

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