saša milovanović (milo) | the general | dark magic | surface | tagged: TARS | mentioned: bee
- “not unless i kill you first, milovanović.”
that's it.
let go.
let go.
let it go.
it was like trying to keep their head above water. the voices that trailed after them in soft whispers were something they knew well, that they'd lived with for as long as they'd known. but this one was different. it murmured insecurities and doubts, instilled worries and lit a fire under the hatred that already existed somewhere inside of them. it wasn't like them, yet more like who they really were than they'd ever really been. it was a bitterness, a darkness that threatened to swallow them whole if they didn't keep their wits about them.
and they were tempted to let it.
...but even if TARS was destroyed here, it wasn't as though he would cease to exist. even if the whole of stellar's patrol was wiped clean, they'd be replaced with others. humans and inhumans alike were entirely expendable to the likes of the people who governed their every move. in the end, they were entirely equal in how little they truly mattered. but to the rebellion, to milo--images of crimson smattering the asphalt filled the general's mind, the stench of iron filling their sinuses. there would always be more bodies to burn. there would always be more rebels to take the place of the fallen.
but there's no replacing the people that you have come to truly know and love.
seen ya look a lot of different ways...
in those seconds, those precious, barely conscious seconds, milo snapped to attention. what the hell were they doing? as blade threatened to collide with flesh, the general dipped to the side, stepping just out of range and converting from fight to flight.
"just when things were getting interesting, i had to go and grow a brain--"
they didn't have time to curse themselves for stupidity, instead swiping one leg out in an attempt to trip stellar up as blood rushed in their ears. they wanted to kill him--so, so badly. but they couldn't let that keep them from exercising caution, despite how furious they were and how terribly they wanted to spill the android's silver blood. for all they knew, bee might never come. then where would they be?