[To Lexa there was nothing artificial about the flame, save, perhaps, that you were not born with it but inherited it only after a great loss. She rubs gently at the scar on the back of her neck, trying to think. It was Becca Primheda who says these things and so it cannot be a lie but it sends everything she has ever known spinning off its axis.
Swallowing the vague wave of nausea at the thought Lexa looks at Clarke.]
Killing them. [It's the same thought that Lexa has expressed time and time again, much to Clarke's distaste but sometimes it was the way of things. Lexa pushes herself to her feet, her wound still leaks the black blood but she makes for her armour and weapons regardless. She has extras she can toss to Clarke.]
We do not have computers, Clarke, and Azgeda destroyed the mountain. [Arkadia was out of the question as well. Lexa's breath is sharp as she bends to grab something.]
Were it only that you could trade me for Becca then perhaps we might have a plan, I have no skills with the weapons you need to fight this. [That girl, Raven, she might - though Lexa had her tortured and doubted that would be overlooked. Hrm.]
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Swallowing the vague wave of nausea at the thought Lexa looks at Clarke.]
Killing them. [It's the same thought that Lexa has expressed time and time again, much to Clarke's distaste but sometimes it was the way of things. Lexa pushes herself to her feet, her wound still leaks the black blood but she makes for her armour and weapons regardless. She has extras she can toss to Clarke.]
We do not have computers, Clarke, and Azgeda destroyed the mountain. [Arkadia was out of the question as well. Lexa's breath is sharp as she bends to grab something.]
Were it only that you could trade me for Becca then perhaps we might have a plan, I have no skills with the weapons you need to fight this. [That girl, Raven, she might - though Lexa had her tortured and doubted that would be overlooked. Hrm.]