Snippet #2305066

Alexander Lockwood

"A nightmare about a carnival. Interesting," Saphira said this. Alexander wondered what she thought of his simple, yet important dream. "Nah, I understand, It's strange but aren't nightmares supposed to be that way? Maybe it's telling you something." Saphira asked a question, but Alex guessed that it was a rhetorical question. He smiled a little, since the dream was probably telling that him that he might be afraid of carnivals or that he held emotional attachment to his memories. "Alright, it's dawn, so I guess we will be leaving soon, then." She said. Alexander personally didn't want to leave, but he didn't want to be a burden to people. He guessed that this would be the beginning of him leaving his mark on the world. He could be a monster when fighting, but this would only be when he is angered. He knew that the mutual distrust between the two groups was dangerous, but he also knew that they wouldn't be able to fix that flaw quickly. He guessed that this raid would be won, but they would probably lose something in the process.

"Yeah, that's the good thing about Darka, it's hard to get her down even with the raid looming and all. That's true though, depression and paranoia are messy things to have to deal with. Saphira seemed to acknowledge that paranoia and depression were bad. Alexander didn't know what other mutants thought of him, since he had never asked anyone. "Well it's weird actually. I was running through the forest, now a care in the world. He knew that she probably enjoyed running and being free, since she was a pack mutant. He wondered if mutations were given depending on the person's personality or if people's personalities molded to their mutation type. He guessed that it was probably much more complex than that, and that he would probably never understand the nature of mutations. It was funny that he didn't understand the thing that made him an outcast to most of society. "Just enjoying the freedom." Saphira said freedom. Alexander hadn't experienced freedom in a long time, so the word made him cringe a little. "All of a sudden I find this meadow and I go to lie in it. Then the entire dream changes." She seemed to now be describing where the actual nightmare was terrible, so Alexander listened closely. Instead of a meadow I'm back at the institute just after it blew up and remember Dr Mcintosh? I don't know if you knew him, but he was the doctor that was mostly in charge of me back at the institute. He came after me and then I wake up." Saphira just mentioned a specific doctor, so Alex tried searching his memory to try and make connections. "I don't think I've ever seen him, but I have heard of him." Alexander didn't want to seem as if he wasn't interested, so he contributed to the conversation.

Alexander waited for a response to a question he asked earlier. "I never really thought of it before, but it actually sounds like a good idea. I will try although I'm not exactly the most organized girl." Saphira admitted. Alexander admired people who could admit their flaws, since he couldn't even think about his flaws or risk becoming pessimistic. "I'm going to speak with my sister before we go on the raid. Is there anything else you wish to know about me or tell me?" Alexander enjoyed the short conversation they had, but he wanted to speak with his sister before going on the raid. He had no parents, since he killed them himself. He didn't hate them, but he couldn't control his powers as a kid. The only family he had left was his sister, and he didn't plan on letting her die. He knew that it was possible for him to become attracted to one of the mutants here, but he simply didn't want to be in a relationship, or at least that's what he kept telling himself. He waited for a response to his question.