That was Roxie for you. Always doing the crazy, impulsive thing, running free and wild with her emotions.
An old boyfriend had once told her that she'd never be tamed. He'd been right for the most part, but no one ever really factored tragedy into the equation, did they?
At some point during the conversation, when Joe had been speaking about everything he'd been through - attempts at being blown up, the gang stuff, Tommy - Roxie had reached across the table and taken Joe's hands in her own, running her thumbs - smooth, soft, and silky despite all of the war they had seen - gently over his knuckles.
She wondered if he was still looking for Tommy, or where Tommy might be right now.
Possibly how much of a threat the man posed.
You. That was the first answer that came to Roxie's mind when Joe asked the question. It wasn't an answer she could freely give, no matter how much she would have liked to. "I've spent so much time partying, fighting demons and aliens and robots, you know?" she asked. "If it came to that, and if I knew I only had that long, I'd spend it with friends and family - the people who meant the most to me. But I wouldn't ever tell them I was dying, because that would...discolour...the day." She gently pressed her lips together. "And at some point, I'd put in a request to my Olympian family for a swift resurrection because, let's be honest. No one ever really stays dead for long in our world," she smiled. "How about you?"
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An old boyfriend had once told her that she'd never be tamed. He'd been right for the most part, but no one ever really factored tragedy into the equation, did they?
At some point during the conversation, when Joe had been speaking about everything he'd been through - attempts at being blown up, the gang stuff, Tommy - Roxie had reached across the table and taken Joe's hands in her own, running her thumbs - smooth, soft, and silky despite all of the war they had seen - gently over his knuckles.
She wondered if he was still looking for Tommy, or where Tommy might be right now.
Possibly how much of a threat the man posed.
You. That was the first answer that came to Roxie's mind when Joe asked the question. It wasn't an answer she could freely give, no matter how much she would have liked to. "I've spent so much time partying, fighting demons and aliens and robots, you know?" she asked. "If it came to that, and if I knew I only had that long, I'd spend it with friends and family - the people who meant the most to me. But I wouldn't ever tell them I was dying, because that would...discolour...the day." She gently pressed her lips together. "And at some point, I'd put in a request to my Olympian family for a swift resurrection because, let's be honest. No one ever really stays dead for long in our world," she smiled. "How about you?"