chiseler: (you're gonna go far kid)
Luke Castellan is a liar ([personal profile] chiseler) wrote 2016-08-09 10:45 am (UTC)

[Judging by the fact he's wincing now and then, no, it's not good for his back and he should sit down but he can't. Not when he's buzzing with energy. Not when he's making connections and ideas and his brain's on overload. He isn't like Annabeth or hell, even like Adam who can think through things and sort them easily. Once Luke latches onto an idea, there it goes. He's not even entirely sure what he's saying this whole time but that's the good thing about Adam. He doesn't have to make entire sense for Adam to get it.]

I'll be honest, I still wasn't really sure until recently. Rebirth means a lot, but it's not something you have to do when you die. It's a choice you make. You can choose rebirth if you want and. [A beat.] I wanted rebirth because I wanted to try again and make up for what happened. I wanted a chance to live a better life. There's no guarantee I'd even be reborn as a demigod. I thought maybe that's the chance I wanted to take. I might not be happy in your crappy apartment above the church and I might not be happy having to wrangle Opal to stop her from eating trees or having to deal with Ronan being Ronan, but I know I'd have a way better shot at trying there.

[A grin.] But of course it's weird. The whole thing's weird. You made me a bed of pillows yesterday and slept under a table with me last week. I've been teaching you how to fight and also apparently giving you room to enact weird bible stories. [He nods to the makeshift ark.] The thing is that it's weird, but it's ours. That's the part I like about it. No pre-determined fate or anybody knowing how this will end. It'll end the way we want it to end.

The right thing and the wrong thing are still a pretty gray area no matter how you look at it. But I think this part's right. I haven't seen any fallout yet, so it can't be that bad. [A pause.] I mean besides the whole "we're on a murderous spaceship" thing because that's obviously bad, but it's less bad. I'm going to make sure you live through this, and I'm going to make sure I live this because I've got high expectations for whenever we get to Henrietta. Or Cambridge. Or wherever we wind up.

[He finally stops pacing if only because he wants to stop moving.] And surprisingly you were right about something else today, too. You've gotta stop doing that.

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