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𝗷𝗼𝗵𝗻 𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗽𝗵𝘆 ([personal profile] reproached) wrote2020-06-10 09:33 am

inbox.


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[personal profile] jettisons 2020-10-06 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
[He appreciates it, he does. He wouldn't let Murphy go into something like this alone, either. It's everything he's getting through the empathy bond—the dread, the resignation, like all of this is decided and it's best to just suck it up and deal. He doesn't want either of them—Clarke or Murphy—to be feeling that sort of hopelessness.]

I can feel everything you are, Murphy.
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[personal profile] jettisons 2020-10-06 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bellamy lets him pull away, frustrated all over again. If he were self-aware, he might realize what he's doing. It's the same as after Mount Weather, or during the black rain—his focus has shifted to making this as easy as possible for everyone but himself. It was true for the sim as well, but just like then, he isn't aware he's doing it. If this goes south, he doesn't know how the hell he can get everyone out of it unphased, emotionally or otherwise. Murphy and Clarke's reactions only make that instinctive need to protect them more acute, and the longer this sits with him, the more he's mentally preparing himself to be forced to choose between them and Rey. Thanks, Lexa. The answer there is obvious, but it still eats at him.

So he leans forward, propping his elbows onto his knees, posture subtly more rigid.]


I'll tell you as soon as I hear from Clarke.

[If she doesn't grab them both at once.]
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[personal profile] jettisons 2020-10-06 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bellamy nearly reaches up to squeeze Murphy's hand and then stops himself, the movement aborted.]

I'll keep it in mind.