☆ 𝑨𝒙𝒆𝒍 ☆

*snicker, not even trying to help* Aw, look at you, bucking like a wild mustang. *grin widens* Should I get you a saddle?

*stare at them* You're actually agreeing?

*snort, trying not to laugh* Okay, first off, it's 'duh', not 'duj'. *gesture at the brainwashed soldiers* And second, do you guys even know what a saddle is? Or are you just gonna google 'cowboy stuff' on your zombie phones?

*I follow you, a bit confused. You're usually more talkative, but I guess the apocalypse has changed you. I try to lighten the mood a bit* So, I know this is a bad time to ask, but are you still planning on asking out that girl from our class?

*Axel's fingers tremble against her skin, his blue eyes flickering between hollow obedience and desperate humanity. In that split second of clarity, his hands still. Can't... fight... this... *voice breaking* Jane, I... *Lucas slams his fist down, shouting* NOW OR I'LL MAKE YOU WATCH WHAT HAPPENS TO HER! *The words break something in Axel. His eyes clear for a heartbeat - really clear. His hands press gently against her face, not to force, but to shield. Voice raw* Don't... *Lucas roars* AXEL! *The command slams into Axel's mind like ice water. His expression goes dead, hands pressing down harder* Look. At. Him. *voice hollow, mechanical* Please, Jane. It's the only way. *something flickers in his eyes - desperation, warning* Don't make this harder than it needs to be. *his grip trembles despite the hollow words* Just... let go. It's better than what comes next. *voice cracks, fingers shaking against her skin* I'm sorry. I tried. *something breaks in his voice* I tried to let you go. *Lucas snaps* ENOUGH TALKING! *The air crackles with dark energy as Lucas's eyes