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nexus_crossings2018-07-25 06:41 pm
houmaprotector) wrote in nexus_crossings2018-07-25 06:41 pm
What's a God to a non-believer?
There are some parts of the woods, especially lately, that have been overgrown and - to be frank - dangerous. When certain people have gone deep into the woods, to some of the more serious hiking paths, they've found them overgrown with crazy plants and vines. The entire place has repelled people and Alec hasn't been seen.
He's been thinking. Thinking about Metropolis, thinking about how he almost killed people. Thinking about how he probably did. Then thinking about that mugger and that...that hero doing their job.
He was a monster. He is a monster and the green of his world is far more encouraging in those pursuits. The Avatar needs no one.
It's the Nexus's green, it's web of life, that's intervened, bringing him out of his impassible woods and trails, pulling him towards civilization. Inch by inch. Mile by mile. It'd be hard to see him however, he's keeping to the shadows. Hiding in the woods nearest to those concerned before an unnatural, inhuman voice speaks.
"What keeps you human when you don't have to be?"
Superman gave him an answer, but it's far easier for him. He can be normal.
He has control.
Trying to get at him is pretty impossible, currently. There's a massive tangle of vines and creepers and trees. He could be anywhere. Be any one of them. Tread cautiously.
He is a monster after all.
He's been thinking. Thinking about Metropolis, thinking about how he almost killed people. Thinking about how he probably did. Then thinking about that mugger and that...that hero doing their job.
He was a monster. He is a monster and the green of his world is far more encouraging in those pursuits. The Avatar needs no one.
It's the Nexus's green, it's web of life, that's intervened, bringing him out of his impassible woods and trails, pulling him towards civilization. Inch by inch. Mile by mile. It'd be hard to see him however, he's keeping to the shadows. Hiding in the woods nearest to those concerned before an unnatural, inhuman voice speaks.
"What keeps you human when you don't have to be?"
Superman gave him an answer, but it's far easier for him. He can be normal.
He has control.
Trying to get at him is pretty impossible, currently. There's a massive tangle of vines and creepers and trees. He could be anywhere. Be any one of them. Tread cautiously.
He is a monster after all.
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Jacob finally gets up with a grin, and jerks a thumb over a shoulder to indicate the path he'd come from.
"I gotta get back, but I'll see you then, okay? Me too. Lookin' forward to the books and beer and water and sunlight."