#skaifather

❝ i thought i was doing what i had to. ❞ @skaifather, 𝓘nquired with the witch. FROM, ACCEPTING.

always easier to look backwards, but there's little time for reflection now. ❝ we all did. this isn't only on your shoulders. ❞ yes, they may have looked to him for leadership, noting his experience with the otherworldly - but the plan was endorsed by all of them. it was either all of their faults or none.

@skaifather​ asked: ❝ i know you want to make up for all the things you’ve done, i do too. but we need to think of the bigger picture. ❞

april needed space.  the infirmary was busy with the people that luna had brought on, all suffering from radiation poisoning that she – nor anyone else – could do a thing about.  raven had been clear that no medicine could be spared...  but it was a sobering reminder that even if it could have been, there was no guarantee that it would have made a difference to begin with. feeling useless made her nauseous.  despite her ache for quiet, her pacing wasn’t.  it’s no wonder that she gets caught, her arms tightly wound across her ribcage, fingers digging into her arms.  subtle had never been used to describe kepner.

of course, he has the right thing to say.  it’s almost annoying how he can do that.

" If you're here to try and take me, " Mystique swirls the liquor that had been lingering in the cup for the past few hours. She looking at it ever so attentively as if it was her first sip of alcohol in existence. There was an anticipation of The Almighty Thor dropping by. ( If you lived as long as she has, you'd learn to have friends in all the right places. ) " At least sit and have a drink with me first. " Shifting into her natural state, blue skin draped in white. The way Mystique always felt most comfortable in. " A cup was already poured, God of Thunder and it would be rude to waste the drink. I'm sure you still have manners, don't you? "

general sentences / accepting.

i cannot find this meme but it does not matter

yes yes yes she wants to scream, her eyes focused elsewhere, as though she wasn't wholly present. her eye twitches and for a moment she's elsewhere, facing her failures as they pile on, one after the other until the weight of it pulled her back down to earth. her fists tighten ever so slightly, her default stance of self defense on full display, storms rolling in her eyes as she shifts her gaze away, not meeting thor's eyes. such a simple statement with so many years of history that wasn't so.

and truthfully, thor is likely one of the few who understands that pain from a personal perspective, but she still finds it hard to allow anyone to see through the walls she'd built up.

she parts her lips to reply but it falls short, replaced with silence instead. internally, she shakes off the memories, convincing her gaze to meet the eyes of the other, floating back down to earth. sure, he was a casualty, but weren't they all? how many did she hurt over the years how many did she fail to save?

    abby  stumbles  forward ,  her  feet  tripping  over  each  other  ,  followed by  a  small  laugh.  she’d  taken  more  pills  than   normal  ,  an  extra  one  after  breakfast and  it  seemed to  have  affected her  more  than  she  anticipated. her  pupils  were  constricted  down  to  pinpoints ,  unfocused  on  the  room  around  her  as  she  drops  into  the  seat  opposite  him.  even  seated ,  she’s  not  very  stable and  leans  onto  the  table  for  support.   ❛ I  don’t…  what  are  you  talking  about  ?  ❜    she  mumbles ,  brows  pinched together  in  confusion. it’s  unclear  whether she  understood  the  question  or  was  simply feigning  ignorance.    ❛    RELAX  ,  karl.    I’m  not  doing  anythin’  dangerous.   ❜

small  glance  up  to  him  before  eyes  focus  back  down  to  the  blue  prints  on  the  bunker ,     tucking  strands  of  hair  that  has  found  a  way  out  of  ponytail  behind  ear .          ❛          don’t  know  where  you  got  that  idea  from ,          ❜          it’s  a  low  murmur ,     shake  of  her  head     :     something  protective  in  the  way  hand  goes  to  lay  over  abdomen .     trying  to  find  a  solution  had  never  felt  harder ,     nor  more     important .     but  everything          [          everyone .          ]          seems  to  work  against  that .          ❛          just  trying  to  keep  us  alive  long  enough  for  us  to  kill  each  other .          ❜          because  at  the  rate  things  are  going  down  here     :     it  doesn’t  seem  to  matter  if  the  bunker  gets  fixed  or  not .     they’ll  wind  up  dead  anyways .