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We'll see. [There's a muted sort of smile that says that he's totally not sure about that...but Clarke's optimism is contagious enough that he'll drop it.

It's the Ark he's more interested in, and as she continues to talk his eyes narrow. That...no. He doesn't like that. The first few things, obviously that makes sense. But...] Doesn't sound too different from jails back home...other than the whole oxygen thing. But what if the council made stupid rules? Who overruled them?

[It was easier to think about school and about the day ahead of them, not the past and not the problems they were going to find for themselves soon in the future. But that didn't mean he wasn't curious. After this he might back off just for the sake of keeping Clarke happy but it'll weigh on his mind for a while.

Stupid Ark.]

The chancellor, but regardless of who the chancellor is, they are part of the council anyway, so they still choose the rules that are made. The council can vote on things, but if they can't make a decisions, the chancellor makes the final choice.

Most of the rules made sense and kept order and made people feel safe. Other ones were... ridiculous. And the worst part was that if you were over 18 and broke a law, it was immediately treated as a felony, and you were floated. ( Clarke swallows back the lump in her throat; the memory of watching her dad still felt surreal. but it's easy to hold herself in the present, instead of lingering on that awful memory. ) 'Floated' means that you were thrown out an airlock into space while you were still alive. The Ark was brutal that way.

[Well this will be fun whenever he learns about what Bellamy did to get on the drop ship. But since that's neither here nor there he's just quietly listening.

...it's not fair is what it is. It's essentially murdering people for breaking a law and being an adult. He shakes his head at what Clarke's saying before he takes a deep breath, shaking his head again as he bites back his original line of thought. Mostly how backwards it seemed. It wasn't about safety, it was about using intimidation to keep people in line.]

...no wonder you and Bellamy thrive here. [The Drabwurld sounds almost better than the Ark.] But at least you don't have to deal with things being as strict here. Doesn't that help? You guys can learn way more here and do a ton of stuff that's normal for most worlds. [Like going to school. Or going to parties.]

...but I'm glad neither of you ever got floated. If that's any consolation.

It does help, but we also were sent to the ground where Bellamy and I wound up making rules for the hundred kids we were sent down with. I was in jail, Bellamy was a stowaway because of his sister, and we wound up on Earth together.

( which is the quick version that won't at all touch on how awfully her and Bellamy got along at the start. )

I would have been if they hadn't sent us to the ground instead. I had a month before I turned eighteen back home, and I would have been given a review, but- Well, the Ark's life support system was failing, and they were floating everyone who had been arrested when they turned 18. I was lucky.

[Well that also explains a lot about Clarke herself, especially how she treats Hiro. He doesn't say anything, tilting his head in thought as he debates on if there's anything he can say to make it better.

He wants to ask why she was in jail, but that's a big thing to ask. He has a feeling that the reason he was arrested and the reason she was are two different things. He wants to know about the kids Clarke and Bellamy were leading, wants to know what was wrong with the Ark and what was wrong with the earth that it was meant to be a punishment...

...but it can wait. He shakes his head, taking a deep breath and giving her a somewhat muted grin.]

You know that just raises a lot of questions, don't you? Story for another time though. [He'd rather focus on school and boosting the morale again and not more terrible things. The Drabwurld's already full of terrible things.] I think we've had enough depressing discussions today.

[But it doesn't stop him from moving to walk a little closer to her. The idea of someone like Clarke being floated and just having her life ripped from her isn't okay. It's not even remotely close to being okay and it's actually a little horrifying to think about.] It definitely explains why you and Bellamy work well together though. It's hard to imagine either of you without the other.

Definitely for another time, but for the record, I don't mind telling you about it when you do want to ask.

( the Ark feels like something distant now; for everything that's happened since landing on the Ground with the hundred up until this moment, so much has happened that the Ark seems like a different life all together. she doesn't mind talking about it, but some of it- well, some of it can be harder than other points. she's thankful for the subject change.

except it makes her huff out a bit of laughter, because well- )

We weren't always like that. He almost dropped me in a pit of spikes once because I was more useful dead than alive. ( or so he thought, seeing as though Clarke was the only medic for one hundred other people. but hey. who needs a medic when Bellamy could get her wristband off instead! )

Then you might be one of the first. [Everyone in the Drabwurld has secrets (including himself.) People don't often talk openly about home so...it's nice to have that reassurance. They're approaching the fairy ring now from what Hiro can see and he picks up the pace in his excitement, expecting Clarke to keep up.

Of course, then she says that and he practically trips over his own feet to stop again.] He did what? [Bellamy that is not cool.] How would...why...huh? That doesn't make any sense.

...what'd you do to change his mind?

I think it's understandable, talking about home is hard sometimes. ( it makes people miss it, or causes them to be embittered either about their home compared to the Drabwurld, or the Drabwurld compared to home. so she understands, but- after a year and a half, she's not so bothered by it anymore.

while she falls in step with him, she's also just as quick to stop, staring at him for a moment. she often forgets that people haven't known her and Bellamy since the beginning. )

We didn't get along at first, I came from upper-class on the Ark, he was from lower. If the Ark thought I was dead on the ground, he thought that would be incentive for the Arkers not to come to Earth with us. At least that was his logic.

A lot of things happened. We decided that working together was better than the alternative of letting chaos reign through the hundred. We were right.

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[He's quiet, listening to the story for a moment as he thinks that over. Somehow that doesn't surprise him too terribly considering the little bit he knows about Bellamy. So after a brief moment he suddenly nods and accepts it.]

I'm pretty sure I've read a book like that, but I don't think there were any girls to balance out the boys so everything sort of went nuts. [That is to say, Clarke is clearly the voice of reason here.] Maybe you guys can work together to help the rest of us get our act together, too. Who knows? [There's a shrug...but he knows they're all sort of a giant hot mess. It's crazy.]

I can see why you guys don't really tell people though. Must be weird to think about now.

The problem with the Unseelie getting their act together is that we're made of people who break tradition and fall out of rank. It's... hard to coordinate; the kids back home were criminals and delinquents, but they were still kids that needed people to look out for them. That's not really the case here.

( she wishes it were that easy, but there are too many personalities at work, too many people with set agendas. it would be a feat far beyond what her and Bellamy were capable of, that much she's sure of. )

You're telling me.

( Clarke finally nods towards the fairy ring. )

Ready?

If you think about it, actually? Everybody's a group of delinquents that need other people to look out for them. [Himself and Clarke, included.] There's...you know. Forget it, it's not a big deal.

[He'll formulate his thoughts much, much later. They're going to be late. He approaches the fairy ring and nods, flashing her a bright grin.]

So ready. [Don't mind him already jumping through the ring. Come on, Clarke. They have a long day ahead of them.]

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