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[prettymorlock]

WHO: Skids and Archangel
WHERE: All That Jazz
WHEN: June 15th! Late afternoon
WARNINGS: angst?
SUMMARY: Sally and Warren Deep Discussion V3.0
FORMAT: paraangst

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[ascending_angel]

Warren had been sitting in his chair with only his laptop and a bottle of rye to keep him company. Actually he'd been doing that a lot lately---the drinking, that was. It wasn't as if a healing factor allowed for one to get completely wasted, but keeping the stream of drinks constant at least gave him a buzz--made him a little too bleary to think too hard about his problems. That was all he wanted.

Only it made it harder for him to work, and that was why he didn't hesitate a second to invite Sally in. "Sure I do. You're ready to talk, I take it?"

[prettymorlock]

"Yeah."

No, not really, but she wanted to at least try and talk. She sat down on the chair across from his desk, and pulled her knees to her chest. She stared at the laptop, the wall, a speck of dust on the desk, anywhere and everywhere that wasn't directly looking at him for what seemed like an eternity. The words she wanted to say couldn't seem to actually make it out of her mouth, which she kept opening and closing every few moments, trying to make herself speak.

"You really scared me," she finally said, her voice barely audible.

[ascending_angel]

And her answer took just as long to get back to her, too. Warren knew he scared her. He knew he needed some serious help controlling this. It was so easy to say that it wasn't his fault and it was all Apocalypse's for ruining his fucking life and not letting him die when he wanted to in the first place. It was easy to say it was the Purifiers' fault for wanting his wings, or Rahne's fault for eating them, or Scott's fault for not doing anything about it.

But taking the easy way out and blaming everyone else but himself wasn't really Warren's style---at least not usually. Since coming back into The City last July, however, Warren had only been blaming Warren.

"Somehow I don't think sorry is going to cut it, is it?" he finally answered back.

[prettymorlock]

Sally shook her head. No, an apology wouldn't do it, not even if she really wanted it to be enough. But he'd already apologized and that hadn't helped any so there was no use lying to either one of them.

"I scared myself more, though, Warren," she murmured, still unable to look at him. "I never thought I had it in me to do that." She took a shaky breath and forced herself to say what she'd done; she felt she owed it to those who died. "To kill."

She could still vividly see each and every one of the HIVE members die. "But you...he," she wasn't sure how to refer to his Death side. "He just kept killing and killing and killing."