jacktcrrence:
an ending. right. lukas isn’t wrong in assuming that one side has no intention of letting the conflict die, but presuming he can put an end to it himself is laughable at best. outright delusional, in his own opinion. “you think you can take down both of them by yourself?” the idea actually makes him chuckle aloud. ending the mavericks is the considerably easier feat, and even that would be nearly impossible without real militant forces. wiping out PRIME is a pipe dream that even a government couldn’t dream of. “sorry if i don’t take your word for it, kid. lived here too long to humor that kind of crazy.”
delusional almost feels too… simplified for how this stranger is coming off, now—although he certainly seems out of touch with reality. jack knows full well he can’t really get away with pointing fingers when he’s a little unhinged himself, but that doesn’t stop him from making the judgement. “i’m guessing we have different ideas of entertainment. none of that sounds appealing to me.” his own chases aren’t for funsies, after all—they’re necessary for his survival. no other use is needed.
“Not by myself, and not right now,” Lukas said with a chuckle. “But there are a few people who were already committed before I even arrived into town.” Lukas said with a shrug of his shoulders. “Olympus, some people are calling it apparently.” Lukas said with a shrug of his shoulders. “Hey, it’s all good. I’m not trying to change your mind or ask you to join.” Lukas said with a chuckle and a shake of his head.
“I suppose we do,” Lukas had been raised by his parents simply to kill...For the longest time that was all that he basically knew how to do. So it would make sense that some part of him is still loves the chase...Even if another part of him hates that it was all that his parents thought that he could be. Especially when his darling brother was treated like a prince. “To each their own. What do you like to do?”





