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countdown to 6x01 - Shaw + devil’s advocate
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The 100 + incorrect quotes (64/?)
[Caption: stills from Echo and Shaw’s scene in s05e11, when she finally accepts him. To read the dialogue, there are captions on the images.]
emorality emori.
❝ okay, ❞ she repeats, the word mumbled underneath her breath in a way that insists she doesn’t entirely believe that. they’re alive, and for a majority of her life, that always meant she was okay. it didn’t matter if she was hurt or if she was struggling —- if she was still breathing, then she was alive. that used to be true, but now, there’s more to it. there are people around her who matter. there are people she cares about, people who care about her, so just breathing isn’t enough. okay isn’t enough. for the first time, she wants to fight for other people, not just herself. ❝ something like that. we’re getting there. trying, ❞ she insists.
with a deep breath, she finally looks him over. there’s no reason to ever judge someone else based on their appearances, certainly not something they can’t control. emori knows that firsthand, so the burns across his skin don’t make her uncomfortable. rather, she feels sympathy ( something just as new for her. ) ❝ you sound like raven, ❞ she notes, the smallest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. ❝ how are you really? ❞ she doesn’t just mean physically. while she may not know him all that well, she knows that he matters to raven, and that’s all she needs to know.
he watches her quietly, observing the way the word comes out more foreign than anything else. okay might not have been the best word to describe what had gone on since they had touched down on that moon’s surface but shaw didn’t have much to go on. he was happy to be alive, happy to have woken up after being struck by that barrier though his hardships hadn’t been on par with the others. he had been fighting for his life and his life only. shaw had felt selfish, wishing that he could have gone back for the others, but he was grateful for the short time to recoup given what he’d seen and heard. he’d need his strength. “ we’ll get there. ”
he shrugs gently in response to her comment, somehow managing a small smile. “ imagine what i’ll sound like after i spend more than a few weeks with her. ” shaw pauses briefly, sighing. he appreciates the acceptance given his past and what he’s done to survive. “ i’m... better now that i’ve seen you guys. ” his worry and anxiety had kept him on edge, the awful thoughts of what could have happened to the others, to raven, while he lay useless on an old cot in a makeshift medical bay kept him from fully resting. “ how can i help? ”
#so precious
zeroged raven.
“ i thought you were dead ––- ” and now, he’s standing before her, head to toe in the scars of radiation ––– similar to what she had seen on luna, on the others, prior to pramfiya. there’s a great amount of relief in her shoulders, but it’s easily matched with anger, sadness, bottled up emotions on top of the building stress that holds heavy in her chest. still, she wants nothing more than to cling to him –––– he was gone in every sense of the word, but he’s here now.
and he’s alive. forgiveness? yeah, she’d get to that. but for now? hands reach for his face, scarred skin under a delicate but rushed touch as she closes the distance between them. “ stop talking. ”
“ i “ he stammers out but quiets himself knowing that what he planned to say would do nothing to ease how raven felt. he thought he was dead too and at the very least he had died for a brief moment. she didn’t need to know that. miles watches her with bated breath as she begins to process through what’s been thrown at her, uncertain as to what the future might hold but hoping for the best. all they had was hope now.
his eyes widen as she reaches for him, his hands instinctively reaching for and settling at her waist to hold her close. miles lets out a gentle sigh of relief, a hint of a smile following soon after as he makes a silent promise to himself to always be at her side orders or not. he leans down and forward, forehead pressed against hers before he bridges the gap between their mouths and kisses her. he kisses her like it was their first time, apologies stitched into the very curves of his lips.
“ do you... need a minute? ” shaw already has a feeling of what her answer was going to be, a solid no, but he can’t stop himself from asking. he swallows, his own healing throat raw and scratchy beneath a myriad of fresh skin. the details have escaped him, the priority being the task at hand and the search for their friends amongst chaos that they helped perpetuate. setting foot into sanctum in his state had been a challenge in itself but the priorities of the primes meant his mysterious appearance wasn’t at the forefront.
shaw glance over her quickly, noting the vacant look in her eyes and the sweat shining on her forehead. he inhales sharply. “ thirty seconds even. ”
@azgedaspy, starter call.
speispy echo.
𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌. disbelief. sanctum had proved to have more and more secrets with every turn. echo had gone out into the woods chasing after bellamy, not a ghost. yet she’d found him. raven was grieving and he was… out here. fine, by the looks of it. not destroyed by the radiation shield like she had seen him last. so much for the people out in the woods wanting all of them to be dead.
“bellamy’s missing. clarke says he went out in the woods to plot a new settlement for all of us without a map.” which didn’t sound like him at all. that’s the current problem for her but far from the only one that had to be considered right now. “sanctum’s leaders are all nightblood body snatchers.” a bigger and momentarily less urgent problem.
shaw’s brow furrows as he listens now knowing that the children of gabriel weren’t just crazy. he swallows roughly, nodding at her as he takes it all in. he wants to ask how raven is, if she’s okay but it doesn’t seem like the right time, not with that glint that echo has in her eyes. he’s seen the look before, the same rigidness in her stance when bellamy had been in trouble back on earth.
“ i heard about the body snatching but... ” his voice trails off. it was apparent that not trusting the wood’s fanatics had now left him at a disadvantage. “ i’ll go with you.” no questions, no hesitation. their people had accepted him despite his previous transgressions. it was the least he could do. “ they trust me enough to give me a bike, a weapon hopefully. ” singular but better than nothing. “ i just have to ask. ”
holy heck i’m the worst.
I’m not mad at you for saving my life.
I’m mad at you for making me care about yours.
like this for alternate season six starter. please note: in my au shaw’s been rescued by the children of gabriel, he was never buried.
he understands that the current climate calls for a serious tone, that he shouldn’t be messing around after seemingly "rising from the dead” but there’s no better timing. “ you look like you’ve seen a ghost. ” the joke is made in poor taste but he quickly raises his hands, surrendering before she even bites back.
“ before you think killing me for that one ” shaw pauses, stopping short and lowering his hands with a furrowing of his own brow. echo hadn’t been wandering around in those godless woods without a goal, the determination that he sought out was found heavily set in the intensity in her eyes. “ is it worse than i thought? ”
@speispy, starter call.
“ i’m glad that the rest of you are okay. ” in a manner of speaking, anyway. he hadn’t been entirely clued in on what the rest of them had endured, he’d been in and out of consciousness as the days progressed, but he imagined it hadn’t been pleasant. in his time awake he had heard tell of the people in sanctum and of the evils they had committed and the more he listened the more he thought it was something out of a novel.
clearing his throat, wincing at the burns that had yet to heal beneath his skin, shaw shakes his head gently. the children of gabriel must have seemed primitive in comparison to sanctum but they had saved his life and were working to get him back to normal whatever normal might have been on their weird new planet. “ i know, i know. ” a slight pause and he smiles gently. “ i’ve looked better. ”
@emorality, starter call.
“ i wanted to come find you. ” he’s still healing, scars replacing what used to be clear healthy skin from head to toe. he’s told they’ll wear away in time, that he’ll be almost as good as new but that the medical treatment he’s been given isn’t nearly as good as what he would have received in sanctum but after learning about sanctum he’d rather suffer. he takes a few steps forward, tentative a worry shines through in his eyes and the furrowing of his brow.
“ you have to believe me. ” he had tried to leave numerous times, his own body gave way even before the children of gabriel tried to block his path. sorrow deep in his tone, shaw clears his throat. “ i’m sorry, raven. ” please don’t hate me.
@zeroged, starter call.
1x10 | 5x05
like this for alternate season six starter. please note: in my au shaw’s been rescued by the children of gabriel, he was never buried.
IDK if anyone really cares, but i was rewatching the first ep and i realized the camera focused on this book! it’s called zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance - it’s actually not a handbook, but a philosophy story
ANYWAY!
the author of the book, robert pirsig, received electroshock therapy for schizophrenia prior to writing it……..
coincidence? maybe. maybe not.
like this for alternate season six starter. please note: in my au shaw’s been rescued by the children of gabriel, he was never buried.