[ . . . . there's something tense in mineo's shoulders at that, angry on molly's behalf. still, he tries to be more gentle than he is angry, and he reaches out to take molly's hand.
Yes, well. Certainly we've all gotten our fair share of nasty illusions.
[He doesn't seem that angry himself. Just.
Tired. Exhausted. Empty.]
They were ... possessed. It seemed in a similar way to my vision, though I don't know what the others saw. We subdued them, but it seems it wasn't enough. In my head, the thoughts turned to ones of distrust, that if we really wanted what we had come for, we should be willing to do anything necessary. That everyone else is simply waiting for the right time to begin picking us off.
I chose against it. I don't know-- maybe a stupid decision. I certainly almost bled out in that cold room for it.
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some of the rage does seep out though.]
.... bastards...
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[He doesn't seem that angry himself. Just.
Tired. Exhausted. Empty.]
They were ... possessed. It seemed in a similar way to my vision, though I don't know what the others saw. We subdued them, but it seems it wasn't enough. In my head, the thoughts turned to ones of distrust, that if we really wanted what we had come for, we should be willing to do anything necessary. That everyone else is simply waiting for the right time to begin picking us off.
I chose against it. I don't know-- maybe a stupid decision. I certainly almost bled out in that cold room for it.