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"/This/." I lifted my arm a little, letting the hand hang limp.

2016-01-11 04:03:06

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"Well just lift some weights and you'll get muscle in no time."

2016-01-11 04:04:32

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"Shut up, that's not what I'm talking about and I have plenty."

2016-01-11 04:04:56

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"No I think- YES I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE BLOODY TALKING ABOUT! Who cares? Physical appearances only mean shit when you're trying to get laid."

2016-01-11 04:05:52

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I jumped a little when he shouted. "I've gotten this lecture before, it doesn't mean I don't hate every night I have to go through this."

2016-01-11 04:07:53

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"Did that wood turn your brain into mush. Literally. No One. Cares. That you look different."

2016-01-11 04:08:50

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"I /feel/ different. I hate how it feels. You don't know what it's like. So stop patronizing me."

2016-01-11 04:11:02

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"You only feel different because you think that this suddenly makes you any less of a person than you were with flesh and wings."

2016-01-11 04:12:17

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"I can't feel anything, my limbs move in weird directions, and I'm probably hollow, /yes I feel different/, and I don't think it's sudden at all."

2016-01-11 04:14:51

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"I wish my limbs could move in different directions."

2016-01-11 04:15:31

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"Well, your arm's going to move around your /spine/ if you don't get it off of me."

2016-01-11 04:16:17

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"You're just mad because you I'm right." He pulled away.

2016-01-11 04:18:03

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"I'm mad because you're annoying as hell."

2016-01-11 04:18:33

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"He's not /that/ annoying." Jackson spoke. "You haven't seen Spencer and Xzaiver in a room together."

"Now /that/ is annoying laddie, esp when they think Xzavier is kermit the fucking frog."

2016-01-11 04:19:36

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"Xzavier? ...whatever. I need to go check on those two. They've been gone too long."

2016-01-11 04:21:23

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"Theres no need" Ivory exited the castle. "He woke up."

2016-01-11 04:22:56

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"Is that good or bad?"

2016-01-11 04:26:58

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"...I don't know. I heard something about Xzaiver?"

"We were talking about kermit." Jackson informed Ivory.

2016-01-11 05:00:54

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"If you don't know, then we should probably be there to make sure he doesn't do anything drastic."

2016-01-11 05:26:45

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"...Well there's only one way to do that quickly."

2016-01-11 05:27:44

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"What? There's a way to wake up quickly? Why didn't you tell me?!"

2016-01-11 05:28:13

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"Because it might hurt for a second."

2016-01-11 05:28:36

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"Do I look like I can feel pain? ....don't want you doing it if it hurts too much, though."

2016-01-11 06:34:33

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"Yes, and it might just for a moment." Without anymore speaking, she readied her fist and punched him in the nose.

2016-01-11 06:36:16

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My head shot back and something made a cracking sound that freaked me out, but it didn't hurt, and the next thing I knew I was sitting up in bed with...an aching, bloody nose. Goddammit. Not what I was expecting. I reached out and grabbed some tissues, muttering swear words under my breath as I held them to my face. ....Ivory's not here. Guess she's in Seculus's room.... I waited a second until the flow had slowed down, then stopped, and took the wad of tissues with me to his room. She was there. He wasn't. Shit. Where? I checked the kitchen -- where he stood holding a knife, staring at it dreamily, hands shaking. IVORY, NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME TO WAKE UP! I dropped the tissues, grabbed his wrists, and shoved them down, keeping the blade as far as possible from his neck and chest. "Seculus, just /calm the fuck down/." "|Language.| [Russian!

Можем ли мы сделать это снова?] Madison, let me die, let him die, [I'm going to kill you too!] {Please, don't, think about this...!}" "I said SECULUS. The rest of you can fuck off." "[Someone isn't very nice,] |you're kidding me, right?| We're not going anywhere and you know it, unwanted, sad little man." "/Look at me/. Focus." I'd pulled the knife out of his hands, tossed it onto the counter where it slid away from us, and grabbed his face, turning it towards me and away from his would-be suicide weapon. "You can block them out, just--" "I can't, it's too loud, I can't do this anymore, I...!" "Yes you can, I believe in you, just look at m--" He looked me in the eyes, and sparks started going off in the corners of my vision. It reminded me of what sleep deprivation had shown me just a few hours ago, except they were real this time, and purple, to red, to white....

2016-01-11 06:52:51