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Legion: S01E06 “Chapter 6” Screen Captures
“ Did you seriously just word it like that !? “ Blair questioned, rolling her eyes in slight amusement.
“ yes. ” wednesday stated. “ i know what i said, and i know how i said it. simple as that. ”
“What the fuck? Why isn’t this my Hollywood house with a shit ton of acres and a dolphin themed pool?” He looked around the place, almost out of anger, before walking into someone by accident. He backed up, facing the other. “I’m sorry, I’m just not used to living like this.”
wednesday furrowed her brow, frowning deeply. “ what, like a normal person ? ” she asked. “ while i hail from a significantly larger home, it’s not like this place is primitive. don’t act like it. ”
”all i keep hearing is that it’s pie (pi) day. does that even mean something?’’
“ the number ? pi ? ” wednesday suggested, raising a brow. “ it’s a math thing. most people just use it as an excuse to make pie, the food. ”
fairchildiisms:
‘ youre right, i shouldnt have let my anger get the best of me. ‘
“ precisely . . . ” wednesday crossed her arms. “ learn to control yourself. whether think you can handle yourself or not, you should be careful . . . ” she paused, quirking her head to the side. “ although, i can’t help but be curious to know what they said to get you so riled up ? ”
“ here, i got you a coffee – and before you ask - there’s no poison in it. ”
“ i appreciate it. today has been hectic and i could use it. ” wednesday gave her a curt nod. “ i wasn’t too concerned about the poison. it probably would’ve made it taste better. ”
fairchildiisms:
‘ my mother taught me to stick up for myself. ‘
“ and my mother told me my legacy was to dance in the streets naked. do you see me listening ? ” she paused, letting out a long breath. “ you can stick up for yourself, that’s not what i meant. but someone like that doesn’t care what you say. they’re scum. and scum isn’t worth anyone’s time. "
wcilingbcnshee:
“And I think you picked the wrong girl to try to intimidate.” Lydia drew her eyebrows together, shaking her head. “So what? People here are happy, let them be. Or are yo so bitter that you can’t be happy for them? You don’t know what happened to them in their old ome.” She heself felt calmer than she did before. “It takes much ore to offend me. Of course not, but it would be the kind way.”
“ who’s to say i was trying ? ” wednesday asked, cocking her head to the side. “ i wouldn’t say that. it’s just boring. while i can say i’m . . . i suppose the word would be ‘ happy ’ here, perhaps i just miss my family ? it was always more intersting with them around. ” she wondered idly for a moment, hands clasping together behind her back. she blinked a homoent before giving lydia a tired shrug. “ i can’t say i’ve been called ‘ kind ’ before. who’s to say i’m going to start now ? ”
badasswithachaiinsaw:
❝ ever heard of the axeman? or have you ever dealt with crazy ass witches that send horse headed men to the place your living? ❝ zoe asked, tilting her head at the other with a cocked eyebrow, ❝ wait, psychopaths are celebrated in your family? ❝ the blonde rolled her eyes, ❝ i am far from ordinary, thank you very much. ❝ zoe told the woman, ❝ like yourself? so you want people to be more monotone and straight faced? that’s kinda boring, don’t you think? ❝
“ the axeman of new orleans ? ” wednesday asked “ unless we’re not talking about the same axeman. and i can’t say i’ve ever heard of said ‘ crazy ass witches ’. ” wednesday blinked a moment before a slight shrug. “ not so much celebrated, but i can’t say i wasn’t intrigued by such family members. one of my ancestors was burned at the stake in Salem, another by an angry mob — although for what reason, i’m not entirely sure. i have a myriad of curious people in my family. ” wednesday shrugged. “ i don’t know you that well. perhaps my opinion will change in time ? as of now, you’re not ordinary — a bit peculiar, but i’ve met quite a many person. “ she paused. “ it’s not so much an insult, if that’s what you’re worried about. simply an observaton. ” at wjat sje [ercieved was a jab at herself, wednesday tutted. “ i meant more depressing. none of my family is quite as monotonic than i — but no less . . . macabre. ”
‘ did you wanna say that again, maybe to my face this time. ‘
“ why don’t you just ignore them ? ” wednesday growled, looking over at the other girl. “ fighting with people like that is not worth it. did you parents not teach you how to choose your battles ? ”
wcilingbcnshee:
Lydia shrugged. “I think I’ll live.” The redhead pushed her hair back, sarcasm underlining her words. “Of course I know that just because someone wouldn’t want something doesn’t mean anyone else feels the same. And really, if you have a death wish, feel free to come visit us in Beacon Hills. Unless this is the case, though, I doubt you’d be happy in this town.” Lydia pursed her lips, eyes narrowing. “Yeah, I tried to be nice. Glad you got the general picture of it. Oh sweetheart, everyone has a time meeting me. Depending on how much I like them will define if it will be a good time in the end.”
wednesday shifted, raising a brow. “ i think you underestimate my abilities. ” she said, crossing her arms. “ being unhappy is sort of the point. ” wednesday pointed out. “ if i’m more likely to be unhappy, i would greatly appreciate going. that’s the problem with people here. they’re so . . . pleased with their lives. ” wednesday quirked an eyebrow up as lydia’s tone grew patronizing. “ are you offended ? i’m simply being honest. we’ve talked for a total of ten minutes — i wouldn’t call that ‘ adequate ‘ time to have gotten to know someone. would you ? ”
moodboard → wednesday addams
“I’ll stop wearing black when they invent a darker colour.”
badasswithachaiinsaw:
❝ it probably would be more interesting but i’ve dealt with my fair share of them. ❞ zoe tilted her head as she looked at the female, ❝ people like me? what the fuck is that supposed to mean? ❞ the blonde raised an eyebrow as she looked at the other.
“ do tell. ” wednesday said. “ the last psychopath in my family was hanged. what a shame though — my uncle edgar did always make the best meals . . . ” she sighed. she stared apathetically at the girl, giving a small shrug. “ ordinary. ” she said. “ while you’re a bit less so than most, i cannot say i know many like myself. then again, if there were many, i imagine the world would be much more depressing. how wonderful would that be ? ”
There were a few problems with John’s arrival. The first was that his memory was pretty fogged and he wasn’t entirely sure why he was where he was, and the second was that he wasn’t sure where he was specifically, but above the other problems, most of all, the main problem was that he was fairly certain he had DIED. He wasn’t going to question it, since he was alive - no gunshot wound to be found (and he’d checked). He stopped the first person he saw with the lightest of taps against their arm. “Pardon – could you perhaps lead me in the right direction?” he asked, even though he wasn’t entirely sure where ‘the right direction’ was to begin with. He just didn’t want to make his situation sound as dire as it perhaps was or appear vulnerable. Maybe someone could help anyhow.
wednesday took a step away from the man at her side, blinking at his sudden intrustion of her personal space. “ that depends on the direction which you want me to point you in. ” she stated. “ of course, that does not guarentee i will point you in the right way. ”
jcshwashingtcns:
❝ huh, i’ve never seen one in person actually, so i’ll take your word for it. but basically she wouldn’t hurt you, just possibly other people? fair enough, sounds like any pet. ❞ josh shrugged, his eyes going wide at her description of times with her brother. he had teased and pestered his younger sisters countless times, but he had never done something like that to them. his friends on the other hand… ❝ you chased your brother with a butcher’s knife? why? ❞ he asked with a light chuckle. ❝ josh washington, nice to meet ya. ❞
“ we could always change that. ” she said, crossing her arms. “ as long as she stays in her cage, she’ll be completely safe. and not many actually express interest in such things. you’d be one of the first. you should feel honored. ” wednesday raised a brow, the ony sign of her curiosity. “ why of course. it was one of our favorite games. why not ? ” she asked. looking over the man once, wednesday shrugged. “ likewise, i suppose. ” wednesday had to admit, josh had been one of the least dreadful, cheery people she had met so far in this town.
bcttys:
— “ I’M just not big on spiders,” betty shrugged, “not your lack of emotion. i’m used to that.”
“ then you’re of no use to me. ” wednesday said, shaking her head. “ i can’t have anyone screaming around poor homer. he doesn’t care much for other people. ” she paused. “ i’m surprised. that doesn’t happen often. what is it, then ? ”
TATIA sighed deeply as she strolled around the town, eyes trained ahead. her memories were somewhat distant — it felt like she was reaching out to grasp them only for them to drift away yet linger around her like a predator circling it’s prey. none of this felt correct but there was also a certain peace. “ do you ever feel like you are forgetting something that is of the utmost importance ? ”
wednesday paused at the woman’s words, pondering for a moment before setting her book down in her lap. “ yes, actually. ” she murmured. “ something has always felt a bit strange about being here. i’ve been having more gaps in my memory than i can recall ever having before. curious isn’t it ? "