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“xane? sounds retro, like, from a rpg game, fighters and what not. man dude reaaallyy? show me how to use a sword, and ride a horse sometime i bet thats like-- the bees knees and junk.” he laughed, snorting occasionally as he did.

“pleasure t’meetcha too man! ah well anythings silly if you hang around me long enough, tend to find the joy in anything as i go-- but about the food i mentioned earlier? i was serious man we gotta like-- go out and eat together, something! you atleast gotta know what a milkshake tastes like, whats your flavor of choice? strawberry? vanilla? i love me some chocolate personally.”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

“you sound like your school life was a lil– strict, should i ask or just go mind my business cos i can do that no problem, m’am.” swallows, wowie. “well– see haha, about that– i mean– hey wait! how do you know about that–?”

[ubiytsar]

     ‘ something like that. it closed a long time ago, though, for the better. and i’m not one of your school teachers so there’s really no need to call me ma’am. ’  it was non-answer regarding the red room, the kind that natasha always gave whenever her past education came to topic. 

      ‘ haven’t you worked out what all of this is? we’re all running around this city like a bunch of kidnapped lab rats. it’s pretty pathetic, actually. ’

[sweetsilver-blog1]

“i mean-- if its anything like what i had to experience then my best guess is i’m being treated like a lab rat all over again, except i’m not being hung upside down and hog tied!” he says this with a smile and a laugh, but the anxiety is still there.

“oh-- then uh, what can i call you?-- oh jeez wait, bad manners, a guy should introduce himself first-- i’m peter maximoff!” this smile was genuine, dorky even. he was a child no matter what he did supposedly. “well-- uh, i only just got her a month ago or so-- how long have you been here m’a-- uh, miss?”

[cfmusings-blog]

                       ι love yoυ                       and ι'м noт                    goιng anywнere

[thingsforrp]

                                             ι never нealed                                                        ι נυsт ℓεαяηε∂ тσ cαяяү тнε вυя∂εη

[mutant-101]

Prison break? That’s illegal, you know.

[sweetsilver-blog1]

“shshsshshshshhhhh--” he waved his hands almost comically and gently grabbed her sleeves of her jacket, his face slightly scrunched up in a nervous feat-- really to anyone else he probably looked ridiculous but he was being serious in all sincerity. so hearing her tell him she would keep his secret and that he was safe around her made him relax and let her go.

“sorry-- i just-- aha, i forget-- i know i’m suppose ta try and keep it on the down low incase i get myself into some trouble, but yknow runnin may be a power t’me but it makes me happy and feel pretty good-- like i can do something sometimes, and i got a lil sister and right now that’s the only family i think about when im out here sometimes and it’s just.. weird, hard?? complicated??-- being this..” he wiggled his nose before looking at her with wide green eyes. “really..? wait-- what happened? why used too?? you can get rid of them..? the powers i mean--?”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

@eindouche​

“uh... dude-- i uh-- you’ve been kinda passed out, in this park, for awhile-- uh do you need help back to your apartment? youve been kinda well-- how do i put this nicely? you smell like booze and anger, touch of sadness my guy--”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

@oceanfallkunoichi​

“are you actually a ninja or are you just dressing up??”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

looking at the poster he took a deep breath before laughing, if anyone passed by him they’d call him stupid probably-- but it was very.. meaningful to him? he wasn’t exactly sure-- who would do this? it was so pretty-- even if it looked really simple and kinda sappy...

it made him smile.

this little mutant settled for sitting somewhere out and under the trees just to observe this simple sweet gift. maybe they heard him crying his eyes like a little baby-- how lame.

“ah man-- gee, i musta really put on a performance..”

[allcapscitta]

IS THIS HOW YOU TREAT YOUR SOULMATE WE’RE PETER AND PETER WE CAN’T GET CLOSER THAN THAT

    — PETER MAXIMOFF ( @sweetsilver )

[sweetsilver-blog1]

@tolditslant

[--sent--]

hello ah i think this is the right number??

i have your wallet-- well found it, it had your like id and stuff??

im in the park cos im pretty sure you want it back mister haha

look for the kid w silver hair!

[sweetsilver-blog1]

"Gwyndolin." And he quickly slithers away towards a scream he heard.

“yeah– yeah,”

“i’ll remember that.”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

"But you have legs, you can run. I cannot. So please, if you can. Tell the people who needs this, that Hive Academy magic wing, is a haven for them. Tell them that you will be safe there. If you are doing this... be also safe." He lets go of the hug. "Be not a hero, not a avenger, but a person. Thats the best you can be. A decent person."

“yeah– yeah, you’re right i’ll do my best–”

“sorry– sorry about that, thanks, you’re uh– you’re a really helpful guy– not some extremist like i thought– sorry, thanks uh– is there something i can call you–?”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

He lets the hug become tighter, because he is scared too. Because he is scared for the future if this keeps up. "We cannot blame ourselves for our lack of strength, we did all we can. The only thing we could do, is be -stronger- than everyone who can hurt people!"

he tried to take deep breaths, his skin was shaking– probably quicker than the normal eye could catch but neither of them were normal now were they? he couldn’t even breath properly. he probably looked pathetic and that’s because he felt like it– he tried his best, he tried to seem calm but it just seemed to fester up? almost out of the blue, but back where he’s from, back in his world– it was nestled and now he was just letting it out.

“i can try– i– you were talking about that magic academy right– i can uhm– i can stay there, i can try my best to help– if you want me too that is– i’m not– i’m not like my other teammates.. i’m not.. strong…”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

Hugs the sweet child inbetween evacuating people. "I would lie, if I said it gets simpler with time. So , we must endure."

“it’s not– it’s not fair and i know sitting and complaining won’t do anything– i know time is of virtue but– but senselessly murdering eachother won’t do any good– it won’t!”

“i’m suppose to be an avenger– one of the fancy guys that goes out and helps everyone and here i am panicking and screaming like i have no good damn sense– i– i’ll shut up i’m sorry– i’m sorry.”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

“what the hell is so different from us? what is it! i want a perfectly good reason to execute someone just because they may look different they may handle things different! we all breath the same damn air, we all think above the lower species, if humans are so much better than the rest of non humans why are we solving this with murder?!--

i’m not perfect, i’ll be the first to admit as someone not completely human but that doesn’t mean my soul purpose to hurt someone not the same species as me! i get not everyone will agree but is murder always the first damn reason to come to your mind! you’re all no better than us, look at your past! look at how you treat other humans!

all these poor people, homeless, children even! women, men-- you all go against yourselves and hurt yourselves-- but you’ll surely come together to hurt anything that seems a little bit above homosapien! you’re all a bunch of hypocrites, all of you-- all of you! what will it take to please any of you? some of us can’t even go out in public despite looking human because we’re afraid! because we’re scared to die!”

finally takes a deep breath.

“i’m-- i’m scared to die.. please-- please just-- just stop hurting us, please.”

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@sweetsilver

 “Your fast right?! Please help me. The humans are going to kill every non human out there who are defenceless if we don’t do something!”

[sweetsilver-blog1]

“wh--”

“..y--you’re joking right? you’re-- you’re actually messing with me right? i--i’ll help pal-- buddy-- but i-- wh-- the most i can do if need be and get people out of the way but why-- why non humans? what’s so big of a difference.. between us..?”