The decisions we make

[Alex Lightwood]

Tag: Bellamy Blake

Alex Lightwood

we fight or we die

She was tired.
It was her dream since always to study engineering, but now Alex just want to get some sleep, and do nothing. The worst was whispers. Not about her, but actually making her think about all that "new chancellor" affair. To the Lightwood, Pike seemed like good person, for her even more than good comprehending to the Kane, Abby or Thelonious who were part of government in old days. She belived that Pike was right about grounders, but then appeared Lincoln described as her "looking cold, actually puppy". And again whispers. Alex wasn't stupid. Kane was preparing rebelion. Sinclair was questiong her during the lessons, what she think about it. Lightwood doesn't ever know herself, the true answer of that question. It irritated her a little. Made her want to do something about it.

Now Alex's clothes was all dirty, she even felt some dust on her face. She doesn't care anyway. It's beacause of work, nothing to hide. Short advise: repairing or building electronic devices is onviously not fluffy work. However, something still don't give her a peace. Her mind still wanted to knew answer. Is approving Pike actions right thing? Not thinking too much, Lightwood go towards Bellamy's quarters. For her the most sure thing was Bellamy's and Clarke's decisions. Thanks to them, most of people of the 100 is still living. Clarke is somewhere with the grounders, but Bellamy should know what is good for them, right? He always does. And Blake seemed to approve Pike. Or maybe he's also planning secret rebellion?

Lightwood pulled the handle, but doors was closed. "Not a problem", she thought, "I should probably tell everyone that locks in arkadia aren't too hard to open... But what I would do with myself later?". Just minute later, Alex was in. To be honest, she wasn't here ever. Usually, if some of the hundered need to ask boy something, he was just outside, waiting and easy to find. Now was thenight, and he was probably talking with guards of Pike, so wasting find for searching him wasn't good idea. She took quick look around her. The room was mostly tided up, but in some parts she noticed dirt actually. "Well it's pretty clean here. If I were him my room would be pure chaos". On one of the walls, was lot's of guns. "He collect it" she thought without any emotions, taking out her small gun from the pocket of jeans "I think I should get a new one". When Alex noticed table with chairs, she happily took one of the places. " It can probably wait a long time. I shold work on my device... And no. Shut up stupid brain, I'm no going to take a look on his personal things. Defenitely. I don't even want to.". As she said, that she do. Sinclair was laughing, that this device is not going to work. Ever. But Alex was patient and was determined.

Some time later, Lightwood heard the loud noice. Recognizing sound of Bellamy's steps, she don't even looked at him.
- Finally. - Alex sighed - And your colletion of guns is quite impressing. Don't be angry, but I wish that you will never had to use them.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Alex Lightwood

we've been

AT WAR SINCE WE LANDED

It had been a long day. A busy day. Since becoming Chancellor, Pike had taken direct action against their enemies and it had been non stop since then. He was making sure to do what was necessary to securing the future of their people. Now that the army was . . . dealt with, they could focus on planting crops. Actual fields of them and not just the small contained space that the Grounders had allowed them during the ceasefire.

It was part of Bellamy's duty to map the area so he had been briefing Pike on what they already knew. He along with a few others would head out a quick trip to explore their options, test the land and ensure it was fertile enough. Right now however, Bellamy was heading to his quarters to quickly freshen up. There were those within Arkadia who disagreed with the Chancellor's decisions and while Bellamy had a good idea of who they were, he wouldn't turn them over.

Yet, it only made him fear for them and that they would be caught for treason . . . especially as his sister was among them. His mind was filled with thoughts, trying to keep them settled enough though it felt like an impossibility. Once he got to his quarters, he opened the door, freezing at the thresshold when he saw someone inside. How did she . . . oh wait, It was Alex. He knew one of her many skills to be lock picking. Why she had done it . . . now that had yet to be determined. Bellamy slightly raised an eyebrow as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "You know breaking and entering is a crime," he told her and despite the lacking joviality in his voice, his words were meant to be a tease.

He obviously wasn't going to turn her in. Far from it. She held a special place in his heart as she was one of the delinquents sent down. One of the 100. He proceeded to walk deeper into his apartment, taking off his guards jacket and hanging it up as he began to respond to her comment about his guns. "Yeah well I need to return them to the armory." He had only kept them to test them and had polished them up. Her latter spoken words were already hinting to he direction of this conversation. He turned to properly face her, his hands on his hips as he looked over her. "What are you doing here?" His words though straight to the point, held a tone of concern. It had to be important if it was worth picking the lock to his apartment. And yet, he wasn't even mad about it . . not yet anyway.

[Alex Lightwood]

Tag: Bellamy Blake

Alex Lightwood

we fight or we die

Alex raised her eyebrow, hearing Blake's comment about this little intrusion.

- Usually everything what is fun, it's also a crime

Lightwood wasn't even trying to lie to herself. She was nervous, and defenitely not sure if it was right decision coming to Bellamy. Alex put down the electronic device on table, and with dose of doubt stand up, turning gaze on boy. She remain silent, when he was still talking. Seeing his tiredness, Alex felt really bad. Bellamy has so many things to do, and defintely her presence don't make it better in any way. Her body also felt slight touch of results from hard work in engineer room. Boy probably noticed the aura of tension, around her, finally asking why she come. He was good person, and to be honest one of few who she trusted and respect. He could be her friend. Could. She's just coward, who always run away from responsibilties, it would only make him more troubled than now. Taking one, deep breath she just walk passing him and grabing his jacket.

- You better wear this. It's pretty cold outside. - Alex said, throwing him his cloth - I need to take you somewhere. And talk. Here everyone can hear us.

Lightwood was sure, that Bellamy - even irritated a bit - will agree, probably because of curiosity or maybe some other hided reasons. Her only worry now, was finding the way where no one can saw them. If Pike is that bad, as she heard today, he could probably send some "guards" to "make them safe". Girl wanted this talk as personal and discreet as possible, without any uninvited guestes. Pulling the handle of doors, the black-haired female momentaly stopped. "What if...?, Alex thought. To her head come idea. Risky, and she probably will need tell something more to make Blake agree.

- Is the right corner, in the back of Arkadia, still guarded? - she asked - And if I remember correctly electricity in that part of fence is temporarily disabled ?

Lightwood dared to look propery first time into Bellamy's face. And felt much worse, now fully seeing his tiredness. This black circles under his eyes, defenitely didn't appear overnight. He still has this specific aura of strengh and confidence, but now it was... slightly off? "What the hell, he is doing with Pike?" she thought, simultaneously reminding herself a time when Octavia wanted approve of Indra and fought with other grounders "The Blakes. Always wanting to be the best, and working too hard than they should". Alex sighed, feeling that she should say something more.

- It's nothing important, I think. - the words come unconsciously from her mouth - It won't be big deal. I just need some help with solving something.

"There's still possibilty, that you also need help from someone. Goddamn, that's why I always stay away from all people. I bet, that today everyone needed something from him, and no one even asked how's he feeling.". 

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Alex Lightwood

we've been

AT WAR SINCE WE LANDED

Her words regarding crimes being fun made sense. Especially as she was one of the original delinquents sent down. Hell, Bellamy would even be willing to agree had he had the same experiences as those on the crime. But fun, was something he seldom -- if ever -- experienced. Any continuation of the jest was set to rest when she handed him his jacket. He slowly took it, his eyebrow continuing to be raised as she revealed that it was cold outside and that she wanted to speak to him somewhere private.

That was indeed concerning. And his mind only went ot one possibility: Chancellor Pike. He knew that there were those who were in disagreement of his actions and policies. And he would never turn anyone in who expressed such concern. Alex was no exception to this. He wanted her to be able to talk to him. Better him than someone else who could compromise her safety and potentially turn her in. Bellamy complied, putting his arms through his jacket. "We should be able to get out from there," he told her when she suggested the vulnerable spot.

"But as soon as we come back, that needs to be fixed. If we can get in and out, it means so can Grounders." And it would leave them vulnerable if the grounders decided to attack them within their walls. Bellamy wanted to ask more, but knew it wasn't safe to discuss it here. "Where do you wanna go?" He asked, curious to hear whether it would be a long journey and if they should stock up on supplies. There was sure as hell one thing he was taking with him, and conveniently it was already in his quarters. He reached for one of the guns, double checking that it was loaded, as was the handgun he kept holstered in his pants. "We need to be quick. It's not safe out there." With that he moved toward the door, opening it for her to step outside.

[Alex Lightwood]

Tag: Bellamy Blake

Alex Lightwood

we fight or we die

She just know that Bellamy couldn't say "no". He always try to take care of his people. Hearing the part of the Arkadia security, Alex said nothing. There was many places, where someone can go out to the woods. It's just matter of time and willingness. If she couldn't go to the surronding the camp forests, Lightwood would be crazy now because of people around her.
Seeing the gun in his hands, she also checkd her if it is still in the pocket. 

- Dropship - said Alex shortly, passing him in the doors

No one was in the hall right now, probably because of late hour. The girl would probably feel dose of adrenaline in her veins, as always when she in "illegaly" sneak out, but now even if someone could see them, Bellamy would rescue them both from any trouble. He had the important position, in their small society. Feeling of safety was strange, but she was to tired to think about. Actually the girl was thankful for this carefree moments. After few minutes, they were outside. Freash air filled her lungs with scent of spruces and stars with moon were happily dancing above her, in the sky. Nights on Earth was so beautifull, same like day time. In the Ark everything looked so boring. The only thing what made day or night in that ship were unnatural lights of electronic bulbs. Lightwood just wanted lay on ground, feeling fluffy grass behind her back, instead of this
her gaze was focused in right corner of the fence.

- It's fun, isn't it? - she muttered, feeling finally the adrenaline

Looking around, to be sure that no one is here, Alex slowly went to the corner. "I wonder if he's uptight, or just enjoy breaking the "rules"." . Lightwood looked at him, looking for any sign of disapproval. She couldn't find any emotions, but the girl wondered if it could be because of her relations to other. "Now it's time for that awkward moment when he finds out. ". Turning gaze again on specific part of steel fence, she just delicatly touched one of wires making them crack. In empty hole, now they could see the jaws of wild woods dangerously close
to them. Feeling satisfaction of freedom, Lightwood pass "steel gate" of her work. The view of nearby forest amaze her, same as smell of surronding them trees. In that kind of moments she always wonder if Earth is really unsafe place, when it looks so pretty. Anyway, she wouldn't probably go there with any weapon. Alex noticed her silence and stasis after few minutes. Feeling little embrassed because of her short amaze, Lightwood coughed clearing her throat. 

-I must say, that I use it before... Few times. - Alex said slowly - We should go. I think we have about two hours of peace, with luck.

"That's not good" she thought "He will be angry that I hide that from him. But if I told anyone about this, I couldn't go hunt with peace... Maybe he isn't angry at all?". Wanting to avoid temporary confrontation, girl just dived into nearby trees, praying for getting some answers.

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[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: Alex Lightwood

we've been

AT WAR SINCE WE LANDED

She revealed that they would be going to the dropship. It wasn't too far, but far enough considering the dangers that were out there. Once she stepped out into the hall, he closed the door behind them, knowing they shouldn't waste a moment. He paused in pensive thought over her question. Had he been asked that when they first landed, perhaps his response would be different. No. He knew it would be different. After all, back then it had been about whatever the hel we want. But Bellamy couldn't remember a time when he had lived without fear; when he had lived in perfect, carefree peace. Every moment of the life he could remember was filled with fear and the risk of death.

It had been fear for his mother and sister on the Ark, and coming on the ground, fear for his sister and all the others. Steeling these away, keeping a stoic demeanour, he responded to her words. "Depends on how you define fun," he said with a light shrug. What was fun. Damn, sometimes he wished he knew. But he had already accepted that it would not be a part of his life. That he would never be carefree. Perhaps . . . he didn't know how to live a life where he wasn't living for someone else. Once they got outside, she comfortably and with the utmost familiarity, went through the weak spot in their security, revealing that she had used this before. He slightly raised an eyebrow, glancing at her before following her out, into the heavily wooded area.

His guard was raised more than ever, hands gripped onto his gun. Acutely aware of his surroundings, and alert to any potential sound out there. "You shouldn't come out here by yourself," he told her. "It's dangerous." He didn't like the thought of her, or anyone venturing out by themselves without the proper guard to go with them. Grounders were everywhere. Random animals were out there. Dangers were a constant threat. "And after tonight, I wouldn't try to use that same exit." Because he was going to have it fixed. He was braced for any potential upset that his words may cause, but it was for her safety, and the others as well. "Does anyone else know about it?" He wondered, curious to know if it was just her or if any other Arkers also snuck out.