( Never mind a certain amount of energy as well. Energy he maybe shouldn’t be burning through so much what with his powers slowly eating him alive from the inside-out; too much for his body to handle. But he won’t let it stop him. Doesn’t let it stop him, even now. What would the point of him even existing be if he did? He may have been bred and born to be a weapon against Apocalypse, but he’s still his own person. Still has the ability to make his own decisions and live his life, however short it may be, as best he can.
At least, that’s what he tells himself.
They’re high off the ground, everything below so small like ants and he looks off into the distance while still keeping a hold on the other. Twisting his wrist slowly and, in turn, twisting Wade around some. Calm. )
cw: brief mentions of dying
( Never mind a certain amount of energy as well. Energy he maybe shouldn’t be burning through so much what with his powers slowly eating him alive from the inside-out; too much for his body to handle. But he won’t let it stop him. Doesn’t let it stop him, even now. What would the point of him even existing be if he did? He may have been bred and born to be a weapon against Apocalypse, but he’s still his own person. Still has the ability to make his own decisions and live his life, however short it may be, as best he can.
At least, that’s what he tells himself.
They’re high off the ground, everything below so small like ants and he looks off into the distance while still keeping a hold on the other. Twisting his wrist slowly and, in turn, twisting Wade around some. Calm. )
It’s quieter up here. Not as much noise.
( Telepathically, he means. )