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‘Dason, you’re not going to be able to keep this pace up much longer!’ I had heard that one sentence too many fucking times. “You need to learn a new conversation starter…That one bores me.” I planted myself in one of the wooden chairs that was placed directly in front of the elaborate desk that Skye sit proudly behind. He had that ‘I want to be annoyed with you but I know it will do me no good’ look, going on. ‘And what happens if… Or when something goes wrong with your daytime job and it effects what you are meant to be doing?’ One dark brown rose almost to my hairline and I had to bite back the laughter that wanted to bust right out. Skye, was only doing his part and I respected that but that also didn’t mean that I would just go along with it all either. And they knew that. “When or IF my daytime activities spill over into my nighttime gig, then I will deal with it.” Skye, looked like he wanted he wanted to say more on the subject but he just pursed his lips and went back to reading whatever was on his screen. It did crack me up on how ancient this world was but yet how modernize they were at the same time. One minute Skye would be throwing out some preaching about how things use to be and how much better it was eons ago, yet the whole time he was spewing his nonsense, he had an iPhone X in his hand and was most likely scrolling through some social media BS. I sit up a little straighter when something he had said caught my attention. “Hold on, go back to what you were just saying.” Skye rolled his eyes dramatically and did a small huff. ‘Just admit it, you listen to barely half of what I say to you.’ I gave a nonchalant shrug and snagged the top page off his desk. “I suck at listening and you suck at being sketchy…We all have our things.” I read over the first few sentences and my eyes narrowed. “Fuck NO… I’m not doing it…Are you fucking kidding me, Skye?” He at least had enough sense to look bad about what I’d just read. ‘Dason, this is how things must be for now. It won’t be forever.’ I was shaking my head even before he opened his mouth. “And again I said NO… You or no one else is going to keep me on this side. I will not fucking being locked down.” Skye stood up, reached across the desk and snagged the page out of my hand. Which was smart on his end because I was already starting to destroy the piece of paper, and it was just the start of what I was going to do if they actually thought to keep me imprisoned here. ‘Dason, calm down and just hear me out…’ I stood up so fast that the wooden chair toppled under me and I kicked it out of my way. “Every motherfucking time you tell me to hear you out, shit ends up bad…Real fucking bad.” Skye stood up, came around the massive desk and his goal was to calm me down…That wasn’t going to happen. ‘I do understand why you feel the way that you do. But right now, things have reached critical status and we cannot risk you out there on your own, at least not for the immediate future.’ I was doing my usual angry pacing. It was either do that or put my hands on the guy and honestly, I was never sure if he could take me or vise versa. And as of yet, neither of us had reached a point to where we wanted to see who would still be standing at the end. But that will come to an end tonight if they cut off my way of leaving here. “Skye, my whole fucking life has been in a critical state…This war going on now is no different from the others, only the faces of the enemy changes.” I stopped mid pacing and glared at him with fangs extracted. “I’m useless here and me sitting around is going to be more fucked up for you all than what you are in fear of out there. Plus, I’m not on my own during the daytime, I have my main man Shawn.” I couldn’t help the shit eating grin that took over my face and Skye responded just the way that I knew he would. ‘You are kidding me, right, Dason? Shawn, at best might be able to find a sufficient place for himself to hide but that is about it. What ever do you think the male could actually do to assist you in not being permanently extinguished?… Go ahead, I’m really wanting to hear this.’ I did almost smile because it was rare that Skye got riled up but I refrained and ended up with a smirk instead. “Hey, Shawn is kickass…Maybe he can’t do the fancy tricks that you can but when it comes to having my back, nothing or no one would stand in his way.” Something that I said must have struck a calming chord within the imposing male. He went from irate to almost patronizingly chilled. ‘I have one question. Can you with a clear conscious be okay with taking him into the darkness and battle the monsters that hide there?’ My top lip pulled up revealing the razor sharp canines as a low menacing growl vibrated through me. ‘That is exactly my point, Dason.’ I was ready to fire back a response but Skye rushed to keep talking. ‘Look, for now, you have no restrictions. I will hold the higher ups, off for a little while longer.’ Now it was my turn to roll my eyes dramatically. Higher ups, my ass. They can kiss my ass. But I wasn’t going to argue that fight again, especially when I was getting what I wanted. “Okay, deal…So I guess I will see you on the flip side angel boy.” I flashed a big ole smile and swiftly took my leave of Skye’s pristine office before he decided to change his mind because I was being a smartass… But come on, when wasn’t I being a royal dick? I shrugged as the heavy ornate double doors closed behind me and I whistled as I walked through the way too fucking white halls. This was one place, I would have sworn I’d never see, alive, or dead.

The New Mutants Artist: Dason

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Ονειροπόλος ήμουνα από μικρός Αγάπη, φως και μέρες ηλιόλουστες Μα μεγαλώνοντας μου είπανε πως το μίσος του κόσμου μάλλον αγνοησες Για αυτό και γω πάντα θα προσπαθώ να λαμβάνω αγάπη σε μέγιστη ποσότητα Και όσο μπορώ θα τους αγνοώ και θα ονειρεύομαι ειρήνη, αλληλεγγύη και ισότητα.