I tried speaking into my boss’s ear as I lightly touched his forearm when I asked for time off, and all I got was fired.
based on that last fact, i now realize that i am the hulk
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mrs-freebatchof221bbakerstreet:
i’m going straight to hell aren’t i
IM FUCKIN SCREAMING OMG
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The way he looked here, so deep in thought, made me think that this was how he was during Separate Paths. After the rebel camps split up and Crixus and co. went onto waging the war against Rome, we got to see the campsite scene with Crixus and Naevia and how they comforted each other and took solace in each other.
But we didn’t get to see Agron and how, off in another tent, he was all alone.
And I couldn’t help but think that Agron was sitting, huddling close to a small fire, trying to warm himself up - not just physically, but emotionally. Because at that moment in time, he was truly alone. What kinds of thought was running through his mind? Was he psyching himself up for the battles to come? Did he have regrets? Was he asking himself if this was what he truly wanted?
At the forefront of this thoughts though was Nasir. How he was fucking glad that Nasir was far from all of this blood and battle. He probably thought about Castus and their whole fucked up situation. He probably thought of his own shortcomings. What he thought he could offer, and what he couldn’t. His deep rooted insecurities. I would like to think that he thought about how much miscommunication existed between him and Nasir, and how much it drove a wedge between them when Castus showed up.
In his loneliest moment though, he probably thought about what Nasir was doing. Was he warm and safe? Did he eat and sleep enough? Because sometimes he worked himself too hard and forgot to take care of himself. Had he taken a new lover? Was it Castus? That probably tore deep into his heart, but it was what he wanted, no? It was his misguided sense of selflessness, no? And that was probably what he found resolve in: to fight for Nasir - an eye for an eye, his own freedom for another’s.
It was his choice, and he must stand by it. Because to falter meant death, and he couldn’t die yet, not until Rome was dead.
He probably thought a lot about death, with how it constantly surround him, dwindling down the number of his men with every battle. He probably thought about how inevitable it was - that his time would come. And he’d think about Duro - that he’d see his brother soon. With every battle he went into he was one step closer to Duro, because they were fighting a war they couldn’t win. And he was okay with that - as long as he went down fighting, like a warrior.
But in retrospect, with knowing how it all turned out, how he was crucified and survived, this whole thing - this separate path -was something he was supposed to go through. Right before they went their different ways, Spartacus said to him, “I hope you find what you seek for.” As corny as it sounded, it was a necessary advice because it wasn’t an advice to begin with. It was a foreshadowing and a hope. Spartacus hoped that Agron found the real reason to fight for out there in the battlefield. Because could see how lost Agron was. He knew it was something that Agron must go through in order to come out of it stronger.
Suddenly, the hunter became the hunted.
Can we just note how fast that turtle is moving.
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Franck Bohbot - Respect the Architect, 2011
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