“How long have you been out here? We were looking for you…” She comes up behind Leo and wraps her arms around his middle, chin resting on his shoulder. Winter hadn’t officially set in yet, but it was still reasonably cold outside. The last thing Leo needed was to catch a cold. Not that she could blame him for not caring at the moment. She knew he always took it hard when their patrols didn’t go as planned.
The ‘fearless’ leader of Aequalis stood behind the bar, the cold air chilling his bones, calming the flames within his still frame. There’s a cigarette between his fingers, burning without being brought to chapped lips, his emerald hues watching it burn down to nothing. His heart is heavy, mind lost---- thinking of those they had lost recently ; they were just KIDS, kids who wanted to be FREE and equal, only to be shot down like ANIMALS by the ones who were supposed to protect them. Detective Drake was getting more and more determined to get rid of mutants, was becoming more open about not wanting them on the streets. He hates that he feels helpless, hates that he wasn’t there to stop it. A small part of him wishes he never started this war ( Jake would still be here, a thought that repeats itself time and time again ), but he knows people are starting to SEE the other side of things. His thoughts are broken when he hears a voice, Cassandra’s voice, and her arms are around him ; and he’s BREAKING, the stone crumbling down as his body shakes ; tiny drops of rain beginning to fall. ❛ We lost them------ and it’s my fault, ❜ he whispers, holding back the sob threatening to come out. He doesn’t want to cry, not when he was supposed to be the strong one.