Max Connor

Sneaking into the Outpost? What's worse than horrible? Stupendously awful? This is a stupendously awful idea.

-- she looked to @PragmaticHope, clear eyed and hopeful.} Closure. {nodding} It's a beautiful thing. @SoManyArrows

-- {quietly} And fuck you. {Stepping out on to the station platform, brow arching at the haphazardly placed crates littering the path, --

-- turning away as the doors wooshed open, suddenly feeling lighter than she had in longer than she could remember.} Goodbye Simon. --

-- You can't touch me anymore. {Hands out for balance as the train came to a halt, she took her last look @Be_Extra_Nice's face, --

-- hand over her face, working her jaw.} You never cared about me. I'm an idiot for ever thinking you did. But... I've wised up. And you? --

-- When I think of all the times I defended you. Took care of you. All the times I was /with/ you. {Eyes stinging, she scrubbed a --

-- Someone to show them how to be strong. All you do is show them how to cower. Put them on their knees. {mumbling} Put /me/ on my knees. --

-- Getting torn to pieces... You have it coming. {quietly} You could have done so. much. good. Your people. They need a /leader/. --

-- but I'd choke on those words. Truth is... Whatever happens to you down here? However long you survive in the dark. Being afraid. --

-- she swallowed hard; cheeks flushed with a swirl of anger and embarrassment at just how long she'd played the fool.} I'd like to, --

I'd like to tell you I'm sorry. {Standing over @Be_Extra_Nice's unconcious form, knees locked for balance as the high speed train swayed -

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-- a good car, and you need one. That's all I'm saying. @PragmaticHope @SoManyArrows

- people there, right? Two cars might be good. You want it, take it. Not that you need my.... {quietly} It's - @PragmaticHope @SoManyArrows

-- looking uncertainly to @SoManyArrows, badly wanting to not get shot.} Our car. The keys are in it. You have extra -- @PragmaticHope

-- to do was not blow it. Stepping on to the driveway, she carefully laced her fingers behind her head, -- @PragmaticHope @SoManyArrows

-- pretty sure he'd meant it. @PragmaticHope had no reason to trust her. @SoManyArrows was willing to give her a chance. All she had --

-- trying valiantly to shake off an overwhelming sense of dread. @SoManyArrows had her back. He said it. And she was -- @PragmaticHope

-- body. Forever an asshole by association. Great. Gaze flickering towards @SoManyArrows, she worried her bottom lip, -- @PragmaticHope