03-10-2020, 04:23 PM
Caustic couldn't help his attraction to the macabre, his mind too destroyed by apathy, work, and grief. He considered Alexander a different person entirely- the fledgling scientist had been naive and yet to realize his true value in society, as a researcher to observe. Alexander did things Caustic could never do again- open his heart, hold onto someone, feel compassion for another.
All things that went cold with Luc's heartbeat.
Octavio was different, of course.
It was debit and credited transactions of pain and death.... Caustic's thoughts are pulled away as Michael is refilling his mug, and his lips upturn. Caustic's ears slide back at the bobcat's words, and the wolf finally stands, towering over the other, eyes glowing in the darkness of the cave through his gas.
"Michael, you are not in any position to make assumptions about what I do." It wasn't codependent, it was mutual. They were in a balance of one another, equals in battle and pain alike.
All things that went cold with Luc's heartbeat.
Octavio was different, of course.
It was debit and credited transactions of pain and death.... Caustic's thoughts are pulled away as Michael is refilling his mug, and his lips upturn. Caustic's ears slide back at the bobcat's words, and the wolf finally stands, towering over the other, eyes glowing in the darkness of the cave through his gas.
"Michael, you are not in any position to make assumptions about what I do." It wasn't codependent, it was mutual. They were in a balance of one another, equals in battle and pain alike.
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