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[August 11] [Mad Max: Fury Road] Misplaced
Title: Misplaced
Day/Theme: 11. this boy seemed like a compromise
Series: Mad Max:Fury Road
Character/Pairing: Nux/Capable, the Wives, Furiosa
Rating: G
It was probably a mistake.
It was too soon to trust anyone. Much too soon to touch anyone. There had been times in the last thousand days that she had been sure she would never want anyone to touch her again, especially not someone dusted white and using machine words to praise her. It seemed madness to want to touch back.
But it was nice to be able to make that choice. It was sweet to reach out from a position of power, to have the touch valued for what it was. It gave her hope to see goodness fanned to life like a dying ember in a dying boy who had never had any fuel to burn but his own damaged heart.
It might not end well. She was attuned enough to the others to be aware of their unease. She felt Toast’s tension, the radiating disapproval from Furiosa, Dag’s snapping-turtle movements all warning and defensive, and even Cheedo’s cringing had an edge to it. Capable thought that Angharad would’ve understood. Angharad would’ve seen the the good in Nux too, and wanted to see more.
Angharad was gone though. She had been the driving force behind all this, the one most determined to see the Green Place, and she had been the first to be lost. It was a hollow misery, buried deep down. Capable wasn’t sure what would grow from it, but now she had Nux. She should’ve hated him, feared him, or at least pitied him. She didn’t feel any of those things about him though. She felt good, and hope, and power. It might have been misplaced. It didn’t feel like a mistake.
Day/Theme: 11. this boy seemed like a compromise
Series: Mad Max:Fury Road
Character/Pairing: Nux/Capable, the Wives, Furiosa
Rating: G
It was probably a mistake.
It was too soon to trust anyone. Much too soon to touch anyone. There had been times in the last thousand days that she had been sure she would never want anyone to touch her again, especially not someone dusted white and using machine words to praise her. It seemed madness to want to touch back.
But it was nice to be able to make that choice. It was sweet to reach out from a position of power, to have the touch valued for what it was. It gave her hope to see goodness fanned to life like a dying ember in a dying boy who had never had any fuel to burn but his own damaged heart.
It might not end well. She was attuned enough to the others to be aware of their unease. She felt Toast’s tension, the radiating disapproval from Furiosa, Dag’s snapping-turtle movements all warning and defensive, and even Cheedo’s cringing had an edge to it. Capable thought that Angharad would’ve understood. Angharad would’ve seen the the good in Nux too, and wanted to see more.
Angharad was gone though. She had been the driving force behind all this, the one most determined to see the Green Place, and she had been the first to be lost. It was a hollow misery, buried deep down. Capable wasn’t sure what would grow from it, but now she had Nux. She should’ve hated him, feared him, or at least pitied him. She didn’t feel any of those things about him though. She felt good, and hope, and power. It might have been misplaced. It didn’t feel like a mistake.