Nick still doesn't quite know if he can fully embrace the History of Alpha Complex. Sure, he's been trying to force memories that he doesn't have and ideals that go against everything that every fiber of his being actually does feel. It's just a glitch. The werewolf....no.... he's not a werewolf, he's not a mutant, the man.... Nick is just, simply, a man...the man has definitely been having more trouble than he's willing to admit. He got through the introduction through sheer force of will, somehow, and he's just been doing what he's been told he's supposed to since.
Battling the little voice in his head, and the instincts within him is sort of exhausting, though, if Nick's being honest with himself. He wishes it were easier to just ignore the false memories. Bitterly, he can't help but wonder why, if these people are aware of the glitches, they aren't doing more to get rid of them and to make things easier on everyone? To him that's easier than letting people feel and get sucked into the memories that are completely wrong. The struggle sucks.
Nick still doesn't feel like a clone, though.
Sighing, the tall man reaches up to rake a hand through his hair, as he enters the common room. It takes him a moment to realize that the place is a mess and that something is quite obviously off. And then another moment passes before he realizes that the vacuum is heading for him. "What the hell?" Nick pops out of the tall man's mouth, as he sidesteps the machine with a frown in place....and then again as the thing continues it's determined pursuit. Nick, who is clearly far too big for the damn thing to actually suck up, can't help but cock his head. "Seriously?"
Fighting the urge to pick the piece of machinery up and smash it, knowing that he doesn't have the actual strength that his false memories make him feel like he has, Nick instead takes several steps back (glad for his height in this moment) to put space between him and the vacuum, and once it zooms in his direction, he aims a swift kick at the thing. There was a satisfaction that hit Nick at the show of aggression, and he contemplates kicking the damn thing again, but decides he better not.
So, instead of giving into his baser urges, Nick turns, surprise hitting him immediately as he registers the fact that there is another person standing there, and smiles a bit. "The vacuum cleaner started it!" Nick gestures backward, where said vacuum cleaner (which despite having been kicked pretty hard, is now attempting to fizz back to it's purpose...to suck everything ever up), with a look on his face that can only be described as a mixture of amusement and sheepishness.
Nick Sorrentino | Bitten
Battling the little voice in his head, and the instincts within him is sort of exhausting, though, if Nick's being honest with himself. He wishes it were easier to just ignore the false memories. Bitterly, he can't help but wonder why, if these people are aware of the glitches, they aren't doing more to get rid of them and to make things easier on everyone? To him that's easier than letting people feel and get sucked into the memories that are completely wrong. The struggle sucks.
Nick still doesn't feel like a clone, though.
Sighing, the tall man reaches up to rake a hand through his hair, as he enters the common room. It takes him a moment to realize that the place is a mess and that something is quite obviously off. And then another moment passes before he realizes that the vacuum is heading for him. "What the hell?" Nick pops out of the tall man's mouth, as he sidesteps the machine with a frown in place....and then again as the thing continues it's determined pursuit. Nick, who is clearly far too big for the damn thing to actually suck up, can't help but cock his head. "Seriously?"
Fighting the urge to pick the piece of machinery up and smash it, knowing that he doesn't have the actual strength that his false memories make him feel like he has, Nick instead takes several steps back (glad for his height in this moment) to put space between him and the vacuum, and once it zooms in his direction, he aims a swift kick at the thing. There was a satisfaction that hit Nick at the show of aggression, and he contemplates kicking the damn thing again, but decides he better not.
So, instead of giving into his baser urges, Nick turns, surprise hitting him immediately as he registers the fact that there is another person standing there, and smiles a bit. "The vacuum cleaner started it!" Nick gestures backward, where said vacuum cleaner (which despite having been kicked pretty hard, is now attempting to fizz back to it's purpose...to suck everything ever up), with a look on his face that can only be described as a mixture of amusement and sheepishness.