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( Ilde ) ([personal profile] erbier) wrote in [community profile] station72 2017-03-22 03:12 am (UTC)

[ She meets his gaze without an inch of guilt. Some members of their nest will think that she regrets her actions, that in the heat of the moment she acted unlike herself, but she knows better. As does Aleksander, and perhaps no one else. Lexa certainly liked to mouth off as though she understood, but Ilde can clearly see that the 'commander' comprehends nothing about her, her way of life, beyond the fact that she will not bow to the other woman's logic. All offers of alliance from Lexa were false. She will not make the same mistake again.

As for this one... ]


I think I must be rid of you, one day.

[ An aspiration, not a threat. It is an acknowledgement of what he says, that they will never quite be able to just favor one another. They both wanted too much; nothing much, just everything. Their wants would clash, not just now, in the future. They would deal with it.

She reaches for him slowly, shuffling to his side, tired. All of her bruises have been taken from her by Sam Wilson and she resents him for it, she is left encrusted in blood, aching with no ache. She'd been too drowsy with blood loss to fight Sam over the act, however. ]


The parasite bit me. The commander burned me.

[ Condescension and disgust for Damon. Hate for Lexa. She shares her new enemies with him absentmindedly, done taking from him. She's had her fill, obtained her token of greed, now she will reserve it somewhere quiet for the right moments. ]

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