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“No… I cannot access my own memory banks. It would be dangerous,” he lazily kicked a stone by his foot before his face brightened and he looked to her “-I’ve used you for kindness,” he explained “-when… someone needed a kind face… or helping face. I’ve used you.” another beat “-I can also be a dragon!”

    ❝             Well we don’t exactly get them around here.❞ The scientist in him was getting o v e r excited, and maybe he was projecting the fact that recently he’d been confined behind a desk unable to spend time in the lab and so he was f e e l i n g useless.  ❝And usually we can’t open them at WILL, hell even Wanda hasn’t been able to do anything like that.❞

                ✿ . : “Locked up all alone up there?” Ostara worries about her friend, isolation isn’t something the spring goddess is comfortable with. Being alone in general makes her uncomfortable. “Really, you should get out more Tess. If anything you should come visit more often.” She bumps the other woman’s shoulder gently. “The bunnies are always happy to see you.” Another smile is cast over her shoulder, a wave to a few other gods before her attention turns back to the space goddess. “My doors are always open, and you know I am always up for some real fun.”

“Fair enough. You’re the first people who never demanded WHEN I was from so I suppose it’s only fair of me to leave you to keep yer own secrets too.”

“But why are you here? I mean Ireland is the last place I expected to meet a person from another world.” 

‘‘–What? No…? ’’ He is unsure how to answer, it’s not like it was a common question people asked, ‘‘ People… like… having common interests ? ’’ He gives a simple, non-committal shrug, ‘‘ Hey, that’s cool ! ’’ He doesn’t know much about the other stones ( read: basically next to nothing ) to have any sorts of comments on their powers, or just in general, so he decides to move on. ‘‘ So, space– What’s it like ? All the stars and planets and– stuff. ’’

continuing from x

“Lying? Why would it be lying? For you are a stone, and you would be better off as one. Why try to live when that is not what you were created for.”

|| @tetramother​

          she couldn’t say anything else. THEIR CONVERSATION WAS OVER. apocalypse’s attention was on him once more, and while he wanted nothing more than to stand up, take tess and run, he could not. HE WAS INCAPABLE. he was… completely and utterly powerless. all he had, was his DISGUST… AND HIS RAGE. words to combat against the madness of the self described GOD MUTANT. he wanted a message to be sent around the world? TOUGH. he wouldn’t. HE COULDN’T.

          YOU DON’T NEED A MACHINE TO AMPLIFY YOUR POWERS. YOU HAVE ME.

          suddenly, all there was, was pain. his mind was never quiet. every second of every day, it was FULL OF THOUGHTS. hundreds, maybe thousands, depending on the surrounding population. HIS REACH DIDN’T GO SO FAR. now, that number grew. IT GREW, AND GREW, AND GREW. there were SIX BILLION VOICES, running through the telepath’s mind, all at once. INDISTINGUISHABLE. his heart hammered against his chest, as if it may suddenly JUMP OUT ENTIRELY, and he slumped back against rock, eyes wide but not quite seeing.

          it was too much. oh god, it was TOO MUCH.

          couldn’t focus. couldn’t LISTEN. and in those moments, there was fear… real fear. like being pumped with drugs, but suffering from a BAD TRIP, and his hands gripped tight against rock, the edges daring to cut into his skin, in an attempt to ground himself. BUT HE WAS DROWNING. 

          the human mind could only take so much…

.･ﾟ*｡･ °☆   “ An unusually cold summer. ”  Adam adds shortly after she speaks,  light concern forming behind those mortal eyes.  At this time of year in New York life should be blooming – instead there is snow  &  a fierce biting wind.  A saddened sigh slips from parted lips cursing the steam from his own beverage in hand to abruptly swirl away. 

“ I suppose snow isn’t so terrible …  It is beautiful to look at. ”

           “ i wish i could do that. i just want to communicate with him. i need this resolved.” she said, sighing a bit before smiling slightly at the girl. “you know, i like the idea of going to Seattle.” she commented, appreciating that the girl was attempting to help her out. gwen took notice of this and made sure to thank her later.

“Yeah, I found that out a long time ago. Form or not, glass is still sharp.”

He slowed down to let her catch up. He had come to realise that short people always struggled to tag along. With that considerate thought, he strained his eyes to look amongst the foliage. There ought to be some sort of cleaning somewhere. He wasn’t very fond of the idea of beating through bushes while climbing the mountain. 

“One day it was business as usual and the next nothing. Not a peep, except for one distress call which was picked up by your favourite Time Lord.”

@tetramother

‘ did you miss me? ’   whispered; lacivious; cascading from his mouth in such wanton ways and with no less of an intention to boot as he pulls her close, protrusion already digging into the waylay between the bright fabrics of her skirt. he breaths, hot and heavy on her neck and makes a noise somewhere between a moan and a growl; how sweet she smells. how good she feels. no more of that angel on her shoulder nonsense, his hand sliding over hers and tossing the phone back into the filth.   ‘ answer honestly, now. ’