Contemplate the End of the World [Open]

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Tony stared out into the swirling colors of the bleed, shoulders slumped. He felt off. The beast inside of him constantly bristling, ready to tear something apart, kill someone for the slightest insult - the one he'd learned to control. It still gnawed at him, roiled up when he didn't need or want it. It made him moody. He grumbled to himself and ran a hand through his hair.

"Stop feelin' sorry for yourself. Universe or whatever is counting on you."

Which only made him feel marginally better. Seventeen years old and a soldier in a losing war for the fate of the world was heavy responsibility on its own. Then a whole universe had been dumped on it. But he was Garou. He was a Bone Gnawer - and Bone Gnawers did or died. They preferred to do and live, of course, but when the chips were done they got the job done. He turned away from the swirling colors of the bleed and glanced over the rest of the lounge. Sorta quiet, kinda dead.

Hell, he needed something to do besides mope.

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"They call it the bleed. It's like... the space in between universes or something. I don't really understand it." Tony shrugged helplessly. He's not exactly tech-savvy. Or bleed-savvy.

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"Oh," was all he said, followed by some more awkward silence. He shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he should leave.

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"So, are you just a normal kid who happened to get grabbed or what? We're all here for something..." Tony glanced over at Alex curiously. He didn't seem like the hero type. Neither did Tony, come to think of it.

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Alex froze. He generally felt pretty normal, but he knew he wasn't. He had been about as open as he could be with strangers about it, but he was still unsure about how people would take his situation.

So far though, they'd been pretty good about it. That didn't mean he wasn't afraid of this kid's anger. "S-sorta. I w-was part o' an experiment back home. Th-the one I mentioned..." He swallowed hard before going on, "re-resulted in me seein' an' e-eatin' bad feelings."

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"...shit, really? What's your name?" Tony looked a bit shocked - but not surprised. He knew Pentex had done experiments on people. He knew the leeches liked to do it sometimes too.

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Well, at least he wasn't angry at him or calling him a freak, or anything like that. "A-Alex. Alex Furest. A-and yours?" He sighed in relief. The shock was a much better reaction than Alex had expected.