07-21-2018, 09:28 PM
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A nod, to show that she heard, and bit back something along the lines of, "I can do it myself!". Thea resisted the urge, something that was a part of her to never accept help, enough to almost cause her physical pain, if possible. If she was busy being dead, she couldn't grow stronger. That's what she kept repeating to herself, but it sounded hollow, even in her head.
"I can walk by myself." The Fireball insisted, forcing herself to move, and began following Playerone. It wasn't because she didn't like the hybrid, if anything, she had begun to respect them after the white hellhound attacked. And how they held their own against multiple opponents. It was due to her belief that if she was weak, she didn't deserve help. That it would only burden others and put them at risk, and that she was plenty strong. She wasn't sure she could handle the pain of having to be supported by others. She had never even considered ever having to.
"I can walk by myself." The Fireball insisted, forcing herself to move, and began following Playerone. It wasn't because she didn't like the hybrid, if anything, she had begun to respect them after the white hellhound attacked. And how they held their own against multiple opponents. It was due to her belief that if she was weak, she didn't deserve help. That it would only burden others and put them at risk, and that she was plenty strong. She wasn't sure she could handle the pain of having to be supported by others. She had never even considered ever having to.
I'll give up on giving up
[i]and get the world on my side
Thea — Nora — Adara