#wesley wyndam pryce & pj halliwell 01
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nothingleftofyou · 3 months ago
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wesley had a sharp memory. he had to, to retain all the infinite amount of history and knowledge of the supernatural he'd come to acquire. that same memory, however, worked against him when it came to things he would far rather forget. for instance the sound of connor crying, back when he'd been a baby that wesley had stolen and then lost. eyes clenched shut, willing the noise away. he was wrong, it was a random child, not--- and then, suddenly, it was gone. peculiar. eyes set upon him, his usual stiff posturer lightened. "it had been pj, if i recall correctly." he did, but that was a better opening then i am not as insane as i appear. well, he actually wasn't so sure these days.
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nothingleftofyou · 2 months ago
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"correct." he made an impression. he had always made an impression, even when it'd been the worst kind to make. wesley wasn't a creature of pride anymore, and any pride he'd ever known had been misplaced. all of this to say, the kindness regarding pj's words was without mistake. no contempt but concern, and while wesley considered it unwarranted he had no heart to punish kindness. not when it was so seldom in their world. "alright as well as i know it." not really an answer, everyone had separate definitions of the word. "and yourself?" it was too weak to be called a deflection, but rather a blatant disregard for his own 'alrightness'. there was no fixing him, wesley was who he was. pretending otherwise was wasted energy.
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she hadn't meant to read him. pj usually did not use her powers unless she had explicit consent, but much to her chagrin, control was evading her at the moment. pj could feel his discomfort before laying eyes on him. even before her empathetic ability manifested, she'd always been perceptive. able to pick up facial expressions, body language, but there were plenty of people who could feign such things. " that it is, " the cupid-witch offers him a soft smile, " wesley, right ? " her memory was pretty keen, she was pretty positive she was correct. before the brunette was able to stop the words from leaving her they slipped out, " you doing alright ? "
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