«We Could Be Legends»

[Thing2]

"Fine," Wolfram muttered, falling silently. "Lets get this Key and leave already, I'm sick of being here," he growled, pulling his hood over his face until his face was almost hidden by shadows.

“Thank you.” Brisa said, a little exasperated as she waited for the others. “Look, Wolfram, I’m not trying to discount what you or anyone else here’s been through, I just want us all to get along. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but we can relate to each other’s pain, even just a little bit, so I don’t see the point in fighting about it all the time.” She said quietly so that only he could hear, apologizing, in a way, for yelling at him.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

“Thank you.” Brisa said, a little exasperated as she waited for the others. “Look, Wolfram, I’m not trying to discount what you or anyone else here’s been through, I just want us all to get along. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but we can relate to each other’s pain, even just a little bit, so I don’t see the point in fighting about it all the time.” She said quietly so that only he could hear, apologizing, in a way, for yelling at him.

"Brisa–" Wolfram's blue eyes pierced through the shadows, looking at her almost emotionlessly, "–you have to realize something. We–" he pulled a hand from his pocket, gesturing at the rest of the group, before shoving it back into his sweatshirt pocket, "–are never going to get along. Jessi and I are always going to argue, Misty and I will always argue and so will many others. I know you want us to get along, and I understand that, but we are still going to fight, it's inevitable." He spoke quietly, and seemed to relax ever so slightly. "I agree, we shouldn't fight about who has been through what and who hasn't. What I was saying just earlier was stupid and...childish of me. I should have just ignored Jessi, but–" he shrugged, seeming to sigh in almost amusement, "–y'know, I'm me. I know you're just trying to help, to stop us from arguing and discounting each other, but sometimes...people are just going to fight, it's the way it is."

 

[cathloveydovey]

"Brisa–" Wolfram's blue eyes pierced through the shadows, looking at her almost emotionlessly, "–you have to realize something. We–" he pulled a hand from his pocket, gesturing at the rest of the group, before shoving it back into his sweatshirt pocket, "–are never going to get along. Jessi and I are always going to argue, Misty and I will always argue and so will many others. I know you want us to get along, and I understand that, but we are still going to fight, it's inevitable." He spoke quietly, and seemed to relax ever so slightly. "I agree, we shouldn't fight about who has been through what and who hasn't. What I was saying just earlier was stupid and...childish of me. I should have just ignored Jessi, but–" he shrugged, seeming to sigh in almost amusement, "–y'know, I'm me. I know you're just trying to help, to stop us from arguing and discounting each other, but sometimes...people are just going to fight, it's the way it is."

(if he was on Elemains it would be a whole other story hehehe....)

 

[Thing2]

"Brisa–" Wolfram's blue eyes pierced through the shadows, looking at her almost emotionlessly, "–you have to realize something. We–" he pulled a hand from his pocket, gesturing at the rest of the group, before shoving it back into his sweatshirt pocket, "–are never going to get along. Jessi and I are always going to argue, Misty and I will always argue and so will many others. I know you want us to get along, and I understand that, but we are still going to fight, it's inevitable." He spoke quietly, and seemed to relax ever so slightly. "I agree, we shouldn't fight about who has been through what and who hasn't. What I was saying just earlier was stupid and...childish of me. I should have just ignored Jessi, but–" he shrugged, seeming to sigh in almost amusement, "–y'know, I'm me. I know you're just trying to help, to stop us from arguing and discounting each other, but sometimes...people are just going to fight, it's the way it is."

“I know that. I just wish we all would put in a bit more effort sometimes.” Brisa replied tiredly, drained by the look in his eyes.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

“I know that. I just wish we all would put in a bit more effort sometimes.” Brisa replied tiredly, drained by the look in his eyes.

Wolfram shrugged again, glancing back at the group for a heartbeat, "I know, I do to, because some people don't realize how dangerous this is, and I just...don't want anyone to get hurt."

 

[Thing2]

Wolfram shrugged again, glancing back at the group for a heartbeat, "I know, I do to, because some people don't realize how dangerous this is, and I just...don't want anyone to get hurt."

Brisa offered him a slight, sideways smile, seeming a bit happier all of a sudden. “See, this is why no matter how crazy or grumpy you act sometimes, I know we can trust you. Deep down you have a beautiful soul.” She said quietly. “And for once don’t protest, okay? Learn to take a compliment.”

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

"Did I really though?" Wolfram pulled his gaze away from the cold stone of the ground, forcing himself to meet her dumbstruck eyes. "Did I really do the right thing though? I only succeeded in making Mapleshade angrier, and making myself a murderer. If anything I did the worst possible thing." He paused, taking in a shuddering breath, the cold air seeming to freeze his lungs. "I didn't want to kill him. I didn't. But he was going to kill Alice, kill River...I couldn't let him do that...but I killed him, Bleddyn!" He paused again, his words clinging to him. A look of guilt managed to set itself on his face, mixed with regret. "Mapleshade's going to kill you guys for that poison, and it's my fault. Because of what I did she is going to kill everyone just for some poison!"

"Hate to say it, but you were already a murderer." Bleddyn held his gaze for awhile then before looking away for a weighted moment. The horrific mayhem that they'd cultivated in the tunnels was all flooding back with jarringly clear imagery. "Both of us are, actually." And I still have yet to feel any remorse for it.
She folded her hands together on her lap before her earnest eyes were on his again. "I can imagine you didn't. That's...that's the good in you. Despite everything he's done to you, you still wanted to feel compassion...until he didn't give you a choice like the scum he was. Think about that for a bit."

(Somewhere in the distance, Frosty clapped)

 

[RoostersAreAwesome]

Sherri overheard, a random inconvenience of cat hearing. "Yes, weaponry!" she called brightly. "But Indigo is more likely to use a cocktail spear to fight than use that super high-tech gun thingie she got in a holster in her waist," she added, as though that was supposed to make him feel better. It's actually pretty painful to get poked by a cocktail spear.

Peter had no idea what was going on so he just nodded numbly and got back into Indigo's van.

"Well, I was talking to you and Indigo." Toby said. "I sometimes can't even remember my own name, let alone what some chick I've seen for less than five minutes looks like." He paused. "Sorry, that came out a lot harsher than I intended. Are you okay? I'm sure I can deal with whatever is in here if you want to step outside for a few minutes." He said softly, crouched down by Frosty.

"I'm fine," Frosty replied stiffly, continuing ahead.

"Right here, Frosty."
Leona strode in, her face smeared with blood dripping down from a jagged cut over her right eyebrow, spilling crimson over her tan face until it was stained red. "Glad you're good. We ain't got many fresh."

Leona stepped back, waving her hand in-front of her. "Thanks, but no. It's just a cut, and we've got people who are worse off and need it more." She said, studying the two of them with concern. "You two are both okay? Frosty, do you know where Indigo is? All of our communications are down."
(@RoostersAreAwesome )

"Leona!" Frosty yelped, a sparkle of joy in his eyes at seeing her alive, which quickly dissipated as he realized his surroundings.

"Ok. Uhhhmm…" Toby looked around for something she could sit on. Finding a chair, he dragged it over to her. "Sit." He said, and Alpha instantly sat down. "Not you Alpha, I'm mean, you can, but, whatever." He turned back to Leona. "Let me wash my hands, I'll be right back." He jogged into the bathroom and quickly washed his hands. He pulled on a pair of gloves and walked back out. He put on his glasses and proceeded to clean her would. When he was done, he pulled out three different packs of bandaids. Angry Birds, Hello Kitty, and plain. "Pick one." He said, handing them out.

"So, how many dead? Are there any survivors?" Frosty demanded as Toby cleaned her wounds. "Alan is with the kids. Here," he turned up the volume on the communications device. "Leona's here. What's your report?" He asked quickly, hoping his message would go through.

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Peter had no idea what was going on so he just nodded numbly and got back into Indigo's van.

"I'm fine," Frosty replied stiffly, continuing ahead.


"Leona!" Frosty yelped, a sparkle of joy in his eyes at seeing her alive, which quickly dissipated as he realized his surroundings.

"So, how many dead? Are there any survivors?" Frosty demanded as Toby cleaned her wounds. "Alan is with the kids. Here," he turned up the volume on the communications device. "Leona's here. What's your report?" He asked quickly, hoping his message would go through.

Toby glanced at Frosty. He felt very bad for him. He should be here. He shouldn't have to see this… He looked back at Leona and frowned. He looked at the bandaids and back at her, and then back to the bandaids. He shook the package repeatedly in one hand, and looked through his first aid kit with the other. "Hmm… I think butterfly sutures would be better." Toby said under his breath. "Let's see if I have some. Yup, here they are." He put the bandages back and applied Neosporin & butterfly sutures to Leona's wound. "Here you go. Who else is hurt? If we could get them all roughly in the same area I'd appreciate that. Be careful, your head wound might make you dizzy or lightheaded. I have Advil and water if you need it."

 

[RiverStorm]

Toby glanced at Frosty. He felt very bad for him. He should be here. He shouldn't have to see this… He looked back at Leona and frowned. He looked at the bandaids and back at her, and then back to the bandaids. He shook the package repeatedly in one hand, and looked through his first aid kit with the other. "Hmm… I think butterfly sutures would be better." Toby said under his breath. "Let's see if I have some. Yup, here they are." He put the bandages back and applied Neosporin & butterfly sutures to Leona's wound. "Here you go. Who else is hurt? If we could get them all roughly in the same area I'd appreciate that. Be careful, your head wound might make you dizzy or lightheaded. I have Advil and water if you need it."

"So, how many dead? Are there any survivors?" Frosty demanded as Toby cleaned her wounds. "Alan is with the kids. Here," he turned up the volume on the communications device. "Leona's here. What's your report?" He asked quickly, hoping his message would go through.

Leona shot Toby a grateful smile. "Thanks. Plenty of people, me and the others who aren't hurt have been trying to round everyone up in here to get the checked out, but we haven't hardly found anyone yet, the Pure literally just left so we haven't been able to search everywhere." She looked to Frosty. "Incomplete count as of the moment, but twelve have been confirmed dead."