;; so i’m watching allegiant and this nerd is waking up. so like this for a starter maybe ?
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;; so i’m watching allegiant and this nerd is waking up. so like this for a starter maybe ?
MARKOS:
“Chesa. Pleasure. Yes, that’s right. Or Kane,” he adds with a shrug. “But…. Marcus, yes.” He prefers Marcus, now. KANE is just a reminder of who he once was.
a small smile quirks at her lips. ❝ indra has spoken quite HIGHLY of you. she respects you. taking the brand...that was an act of great bravery. i can see why people such as indra and the commander TRUST you. the honor is mine. ❞
LEKSA:
“He died.. slaughtered by the people I ordered to be protected.” she harshly pulled away, not deserving of the loving touch given by her mother. Lexa closed her eyes, chin raised as she worked on controlling her breathing pattern. Deep breaths were taken, held until she slowly let them out. It was a habit, a technique used to collect herself. Love is weakness. Her love for Clarke had her taken a different path, one where hundreds of her warriors were killed. Including her own father.
❝ exactly, PROTECTED. you did not order a war. what you sent them there to do was an act of peace. he was so PROUD when he left, leksa, proud to know that his daughter was fighting for what was right, not what was simple or what had always been. his blood stains the hands of SKAIKRU, not yours. ❞
KLARK:
“Just what is wrong with you people? Lexa… the Commander she wants this to end, not your people, not my people.” She was cross at herself for the carelessness of her words, “If I didn’t know better I would say that you were just trying to get rid of me. Why doesn’t anyone tell me how to change myself?”
❝ because that is a process which must come from WITHIN. in order to change...you have to want it, and only you can guide yourself down that path. as for heda’s wishes...they are very admirable, but there are those of us who lost friends, loved ones, even family in the massacre. why shouldn’t that make us ANGRY ? ❞
RIPA:
“WHy do you keep calling me that?”
❝ because it is what you are. killer. MURDERER. ❞
KLARK:
“Whatever Ontari did not burn of Lexa. I thought you might want it, since she was…your daughter.”
chesa was SILENT for a long moment, years of training the only thing giving her the will not to cry. she swallowed and, after a moment to collect herself, offered a curt nod. ❝ i...THANK YOU, wanheda. i...this means a lot to my family. ❞
KLARK:
“why are you —- i got her KILLED, chesa. that bullet was meant for ME. why are you welcoming me to her…”
❝ because you CARED for her, and from what i hear she cared for you. funeral rites are for friends and loved ones. it is my impression you fit both categories in leksa’s life. as for where the blame lies...that is solely in the hands of the MAN who killed her. ❞
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KLARK:
“Shy?” she chuckled softly, though from Lexa’s behavior when they were together in private, she could see it. “She always has been a fighter, hasn’t she been? Did she ever.. just play? Like a child should.. I just.. she rarely smiles, if so it’s when we’re alone or very few people around us. I never heard her laugh out loud.”
❝ OF COURSE she did. as i said, she was quiet, but god...she especially loved her father. he would come home and just...hoist her over his shoulder and she would laugh and laugh until i thought we’d all burst from the joy of it. she did have a CHILDHOOD, however...short it was. ❞
CLARKE:
“honestly… neither do i.”
❝ would you like to attend the services ? they’re not as...OFFICIAL as what she received in polis, but i wanted to...if you’d like to be there, you would be welcomed as my personal guest. ❞
CLARKE:
“I sought you out, to bring you something. I thought you would want to have it”, Clarke remarked, holding out a small box containing Lexa’s personal belongings.
chesa looked with confusion at the small box. she was grieving, grieving more than she ever thought possible, but emotion was WEAKNESS, especially when she wasn’t supposed to be grieving more than anyone else. ❝ what is this ? ❞
❝ are you alright, yongon ? ❞
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❝ i’m not sure what it is you hope to accomplish here, klark. ❞
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❝ i do not have time for whatever you want, RIPA. ❞
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❝ my people have PREPARATIONS to make, wanheda, i suggest you leave us in peace. ❞
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;; like this for a starter from chesa tomorrow since she finally decided to wake up !
;; like this for a starter from chesa tomorrow since she finally decided to wake up !
klark:
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“What was she like, growing up?
❝ she was...so VIBRANT, full of life. she was shy, but determined to have her ideas listened to. she wasn’t all that different, really, just...lighter. the weight of the commander’s spirit is heavy. ❞