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alexanderclaire‌:

“- But I didn’t.” His chest burned as his lungs felt like they were on fire. It was like he was breathing through a pinched straw and he couldn’t find any relief. “I-I didn’t and I-I d-don’t think I can pretend I did.”

“Hey, hey..” Aaron tried to back peddle. His advice wasn’t the sugariest, and it certainly wasn’t spoon-fed, but he hadn’t thought it would send the kid into a spiral. “Just.. let it out, okay?”

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alexanderclaire‌:

“How do you just do that, though? Pick someone and just -” And then it occurred to him, it was something he’d done for years to his own father, and suddenly the air felt to thin, like he couldn’t breathe. “I don’t think I can.”

Aaron knew how it felt. The anger, the pain, but above all.. the helplessness. “It’ll eat you up inside either way... it’s just easier to pretend you made it out in one piece.” 

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sciencesexual‌:

“You know, besides that…” the scientist muttered, rolling his eyes at his ward’s commentary. “It was my job to keep you alive, and I didn’t do that. Regardless how you see the situation, that fact isn’t going to change.” Turning toward Aaron, he relaxed a bit, trying to reason with him. “And Logan’s in just as much danger as you are. So are your kids, Aaron. You have to get out of here for the good of everyone involved.”

“Do you even hear yourself?” the human spat. “Only you could make it sound so cold and soulless. Keep me alive?  Like I was some kind of prize to be kept from the big bad vampires?  What the hell is wrong with you?” Aaron sneered, a darkness to the laugh he gave. “I can’t. Logan is a vampire again, and I need to figure out why.”

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sciencesexual‌:

“Only until I can convince Luke to leave.” It was true, the scientist had no desire to linger in the tiny town any longer than he had to, especially after a certain heretic had given him a heads up. The last question stung, and he sighed before admitting “… I let you die last time, Aaron. It’s one of my biggest failures. I can’t let it happen again.”

“No, I died for the same cause you died protecting. And besides.. they didn’t do anything to me that hadn’t been done to them worse. You know, besides hunting down my family line for generations.” He did emotionally back off a little when Wes mentioned Luke. “I’m here for Logan.”

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sciencesexual‌:

“No problem.” the scientist muttered as he pulled back his hand. That was going to bruise. Lovely. Turning back to face his former ward he listened to what the Whitmore had to offer. “…. I guess not.”

This was a lot more awkward than he expected it to be, which was saying something. “Well. We’ve spoken. Mission accomplished.” 

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alexanderclaire‌:

“It’s a word that matters.” the vampire argued softly, sighing as he looked at the other. “The world is supposed to make sense… it’s not fair but it’s supposed to make sense… and now nothing makes sense and everything is going wrong and I just need to know who to blame… I need to have someone to blame or the only person I’ll be able to blame is myself and I don’t know how to deal with that.”

Feeling out of control was one of Aaron’s personality traits. There wasn’t a damn thing he had power over in his life, except of course the way he reacted to it. It would be no different with the boy’s. “You pick someone. Doesn’t matter who.”

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sciencesexual‌:

“You’re right, I can’t promise it. I can’t see the future, and I don’t control everything. I’ll own that.” Wes replied, his words stern and honest as he looked at the Whitmore. “I’m sorry you got drug back into this world. I’m sorry that you had the backstory of a superhero in a comic book. But none of that matters now.” he sighed. “What does matter is getting you and your family out of here safe, and intact. Can you at least agree with me on that?”

He did agree, and that only fanned the flames. That didn’t mean he was willing to admit it out loud. “But you’re staying,” came his curt response, rather pleased with his observation. “Do you really have me in your best interests, or are you just worried I’d get in your way?”

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alexanderxclaire:

“Not particularly.”

“No one is. Control... It’s just a word.” 

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ofaugustine:

When the doctor saw Aaron, he didn’t know what to say. There were so many things running through his mind, and then into his face, he didn’t truly have time to process a greeting before he was greeted by the metalic tastr of blood in his mouth and an ache from the offending blow. Wincing, and reaching up to let his fingers graze his jaw he offered a quick “Happy Father’s Day, Aaron.”

“Very nice of you to say, Wes,” he said, continuing his bitter, yet rather tame tirade. It was complimentary -- the subtle pulsing ache of his knuckles as he watched the other attempt to soothe his hurting face. “I figured after thirty-five years, I better break the streak. Can’t just hand off bragging rights about your estranged ward, now can I?”

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@ofaugustine | WES

The Whitmore had already swung his clenched fist across the other’s jaw -- wearing a bitter grin on his own face -- before announcing a cold, “Happy Father’s Day.”

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alexanderxclaire:

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“Who is in control?”

“Is that a trick question?”