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Take These Chains From My Heart [Closed]

Sofia didn't want to venture outside of her room. She'd stayed inside and cried on and off for days but she had more than just herself to worry about. Spot, the dog she and Laurie had adopted, needed exercise so Sofia brought him to Hydroponics. After wandering aimlessly for a bit she sat down under a tree and watched as the purple and green dog ran around.

You didn't have to be an expert to see that Sofia's normal cheer was gone.

[[OOC: This is closed to Aang but if you really want your character to run into a depressed Sofia you can poke me then comment.]]

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"Creative," Marco snorted. 'Spot' had finally stopped his mad dash, though this was possibly only because of the ear-scratch he was getting. Marco crouched down, looking the dog in the face. "No common names for you, I can see."

Sofia could have said that her friend had named the dog, but that would be implying that Laurie wasn't creative.

"It's better than Woodstock."

For a fraction of a second, Marco froze. What the hell?! How did she know that was him? He'd been careful - very careful - to demorph when she couldn't have seen him. Just slightly, his eyes narrowed.

"Woodstock?" he repeated, playing dumb for now. He needed to know more about what Sofia was thinking before he could start trying to get into damage control.

"Woodstock." Sofia smirked. "Is that your real name or were you just lying to me?"

Dammit. How the hell had she seen him demorph?! He'd been inside a building, and he'd had freaking hawk eyes. How could he have missed her?

"And did you just decide to follow me for kicks?" he said coldly.

"I didn't follow you I overheard you." Her pleasant expression didn't change. "What you have is a gift. I do not understand why you would hide your power."

Marco tried to think back - what conversation had she been listening to?! The only one he could think of that would clue her in was when he was talking to Ax...

...she'd been listening to him at Cassie's house?!

"Not all of us would like to announce our abilities to the entire ship," Marco snapped. He looked at her suspiciously. "And how the hell could you overhear me? You definitely weren't anywhere nearby."

Her brows furrowed and that response. After all they didn't have mutant death squads on the ship.

"I manipulate the wind, remember? It carries your words to me. And why do you not want anyone to know? There has not been any danger here to people with powers." Not more than everyone else anyway.

"Right, and it's not like anyone would ever attack the rest of the crew," he said sarcastically. "Or that Stacy would pick up some nutjob. That never happens. We're just all one big happy family!"

Sofia crossed her arms again. "They have been a threat to everyone. If one of Stryker's men or some other anti mutant bigot were here then I would understand- I would not agree but I would understand- why you would hide your powers. But we all have a duty to protect each other. How can you offer the best of your abilities if your power is a secret?"

For a moment, Marco paused - she's from Marvel? - before focusing back on the conversation. "Well guess what? Some abilities are less useful if everyone knows about them. And you don't seriously think that yours is the only world that people's enemies might show up from, do you?"

"No, but other than the yeerks there's no-" She blinked. "...You're from that world?"

"Shut up!" Marco hissed, frantically trying to think back and figure out how the hell he'd managed to give so much away.

Sofia swept her hand in the air and the winds swirled around them so no one else could hear. "But they helped us when Shiva attacked, didn't they? If they our enemies they would have played their card by now."

"Schmutz at least might really be on our side, but Iniss? Iniss is on his side, and no one else's," Marco said coolly. "You know why he helped? Because that's what had the most in it for him. And it's worked out pretty nicely, hasn't it? He's got the Council all in his pocket now, letting him saunter around in Tom's body. Oh, and if you haven't noticed, Stacy doesn't exactly tell us when she's woken up a Yeerk. Who's so say that there aren't more Controllers on board that we don't know about?"

"I would think that the doctors would be able to tell during a physical." Still, he did have a point. "But why would they be after you out of everyone on board?"

"That doesn't matter," Marco said quickly - no way did he want to tell her even more about his background - "The point is that you can't just go around trusting everyone. Not every potential threat reveals themselves by laughing manically and going on about their evil plans."

"You can't go around afraid that every person you meet wants to kill you either." Sofia said. "That is no way to live."

"I'm not afraid," Marco snapped, annoyed. "But excuse me for just not wanting everyone and their mother to know that I can morph."

Sofia tilted her head to the side. "Really? Because you seem afraid to me, judging by the way you have been acting."

"Oh, I'm sorry - does listening onto people's conversations make you omnipotent as well?" Marco said, sarcastic. "Shall I wait around for you to listen in on the next one so you can make more 'amazing' insights?"

"There is nothing wrong with being afraid." Sofia replied calmly. "Fear is natural. But there is something wrong with letting it rule what you say and what you do."

"Are you done with the preaching now?" Marco hissed.

Sofia shrugged. "I suppose. You are not listening to me anyway. Can I ask you one thing?"

"What?" Marco said, narrowing his eyes in suspicion.

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