12th Wave

[tentacruelest]

Bring me yer dead and dying, Admiral. I should like to laugh in Sparrow's face one last time before surrendering to your eternal hell.


...He is dead, is he not?

Comments

[tentacruelest]

Don't tell me what to do, brat.

[Jones was full intending to leave Steph alone, but he rankles on being given orders]

[ichoosefight]

Don't make me come over there. I frickin' hate that place.

[tentacruelest]

Come, then. I invite yeh.

[ichoosefight]

Hell no, not if I can avoid it. I know what that place does to people.

[tentacruelest]

All it's done t'me is wish for death and what comes after.

[ichoosefight]

Yeah. Sometimes it does that to the wardens too.

[tentacruelest]

The wardens have a choice.

[ichoosefight]

Choice isn't black and white. Your options can be limited until all of your choices suck, even if you aren't physically forced into it.

[tentacruelest]

That's called life, girl. But hard choice though it may be, it wasn't taken from them!

[ichoosefight]

You think so? Then let me ask you this. Is the choice between wardening and not existing anymore actually a choice?

[tentacruelest]

Yes, it is.

[ichoosefight]

Then you're a hell of a lot more suicidal than most people.

[tentacruelest]

I am old. My time is done. I wish to rest.

[ichoosefight]

[ She sighs, her expression sympathetic. ]

I wish I could help you. I really do. But trust me, lashing out at people isn't going to get you to your peace any faster.

[tentacruelest]

I know that, girl! You needn't tell me.

[ichoosefight]

[ She holds her hands up in surrender. ]

Okay, okay. I get it. I'll leave you alone.

[tentacruelest]

That's all I demand of this place.