ISKRA
He leans deeper into the side of the skiff as he measures her reaction. Without looking he tilts some of his drink overboard, for Ampere, because this is what it's about isn't it? Piecing out life with friends and beating up (or being beaten up by) motherfuckers. Appreciating the beach and doing your damndest to move on with another shot of tequila—it's all Ampere coded.
"Might have vastly underestimated his strength," Iskra admits when she asks, because the other why should be clear, he fucking deserved it. He nods, as if expecting she would have heard all those reasons. They didn't feel practiced or rehearsed, per say...but they also felt a bit empty. Sah said he'd been sorry, and Iskra thinks he believes that, but he also can't quite believe it happened at all still. He takes another pull of from the bottle.
She goes somewhere distant, a place he knows too well—but it's rare, seeing her drift like that. She's normally incredibly grounded, accepting even if it's I dislike it. She rarely seems unmoored, and it's perhaps the thing he admires most about her. She doesn't go there long though, returning before he can even decide how he should attempt to comfort her, so he just sucks his teeth in agreement. "I know it won't." It's not said with that terrified possessive protection he'd felt before in the woods, as if he'd shelter her from it ever occurring again, as if he'd keep her from ever having the risk again. It's an acknowledgement of strength and intelligence. An accident, a mistake, whatever it was, she'd learned from it, that much is clear.
"Had him zap me too," Iskra admits with a mischievous gleam to his eye. Maybe he wouldn't have, if Ludo hadn't demanded it, but it certainly gives him a newfound appreciation for what Mel went through, and for what his mother could do. He flicks his gaze back over the boat to the sea and tosses another glug in for her. "Shit hurts. I felt like I wanted to die." A grin manages to find its place as he looks up at her, bits of the old him finally drifting back into place after being buried beneath a grief so oppressive he became someone else entirely. "Can't wait to have an axe with it."
"Might have vastly underestimated his strength," Iskra admits when she asks, because the other why should be clear, he fucking deserved it. He nods, as if expecting she would have heard all those reasons. They didn't feel practiced or rehearsed, per say...but they also felt a bit empty. Sah said he'd been sorry, and Iskra thinks he believes that, but he also can't quite believe it happened at all still. He takes another pull of from the bottle.
She goes somewhere distant, a place he knows too well—but it's rare, seeing her drift like that. She's normally incredibly grounded, accepting even if it's I dislike it. She rarely seems unmoored, and it's perhaps the thing he admires most about her. She doesn't go there long though, returning before he can even decide how he should attempt to comfort her, so he just sucks his teeth in agreement. "I know it won't." It's not said with that terrified possessive protection he'd felt before in the woods, as if he'd shelter her from it ever occurring again, as if he'd keep her from ever having the risk again. It's an acknowledgement of strength and intelligence. An accident, a mistake, whatever it was, she'd learned from it, that much is clear.
"Had him zap me too," Iskra admits with a mischievous gleam to his eye. Maybe he wouldn't have, if Ludo hadn't demanded it, but it certainly gives him a newfound appreciation for what Mel went through, and for what his mother could do. He flicks his gaze back over the boat to the sea and tosses another glug in for her. "Shit hurts. I felt like I wanted to die." A grin manages to find its place as he looks up at her, bits of the old him finally drifting back into place after being buried beneath a grief so oppressive he became someone else entirely. "Can't wait to have an axe with it."
I'm losin' my grip, caught up in the current
I can't swim, I'm startin' to slip
I'm runnin' out of breath, I'm scared to death
I gotta keep my head up, Up above the water
I can't swim, I'm startin' to slip
I'm runnin' out of breath, I'm scared to death
I gotta keep my head up, Up above the water
