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"How many times do I have to tell you ice can't hurt me like this?"

2016-01-17 02:11:53

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"How many times do /I/ have to tell /you/ that there's always a chance?"

2016-01-17 02:12:18

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"There really isn't."

2016-01-17 02:14:59

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"Yes there is."

2016-01-17 02:16:27

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"How could I /possibly/ be hurt by ice?"

2016-01-17 02:17:25

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"You are a person, that's how."

2016-01-17 02:18:10

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"One, no, two, wood can't get frostbite."

2016-01-17 02:18:33

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"One, yes. Two, Madison I swear to God I'm not letting you do something stupid because you're 'wood'."

2016-01-17 02:19:12

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"Just like you do stupid shit because you're 'dead'?"

2016-01-17 02:19:57

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"That's because it can't kill me. You can still be killed."

2016-01-17 02:21:27

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I pulled off my head. "Oh no, I'm /dead/. I don't need to breathe, I don't need a pulse. I don't see how."

2016-01-17 02:22:19

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"That's not funny."

2016-01-17 02:22:51

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"I know it's not, I'm being reasonable right now, not funny."

Seculus glanced around as their surroundings began to change, and tapped Madison on the shoulder. "....excuse me, you two, this might be important, we seem to be...."

2016-01-17 02:24:40

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She turned and looked around. Oh. What now?

2016-01-17 02:25:33

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I screwed my head back on and looked around, confused. Doesn't look familiar to me. Ivory doesn't seem to know. Seculus has no clue either. So what is it? The scenery resolved itself into a grocery store full of products with foreign labels. Swedish. So it's one of mine? ....what's thi--shit. I'm right there. I herded the other two around the corner of the aisle, but before I could join them, Mikael and someone else came a little nearer, still not looking at me. I grabbed some boxes of crackers hurriedly and went still, pretending to be a display. .....fuck you, Sweden has some weird shit, I can pull it off.

2016-01-17 02:31:29

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Okay so, Madison had some sort of 'disguise' down, but what about her and Seculus? She didn't know Swedish. Well, at least it seem like no one noticed them yet.

2016-01-17 02:33:54

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Seculus glanced over at Madison. He could still read his mind, and Madison was mentally translating everything he heard and saw. He leaned down to Ivory. "....I'll try and help translate, I can tell what he thinks they're saying."

2016-01-17 02:35:48

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"...Okay. Thank you." She quietly responded.

2016-01-17 02:36:37

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There was a woman with him, pushing a cart. She looked at least four months pregnant. She laughed and shoved Mikael a little, who was grinning at her, purple eyes sparkling. "That's not funny, we can't feed the baby /that/!" "If it's not funny, why're you laughing? I bet she'll eat anything we give her, our little girl's going to be strong enough to lift me by the time she's five!" "Or little boy. What do you expect it to be, a gorilla?" "I wouldn't expect anything less than the very best for you." He kissed her and she held him there by the shoulder for a moment. "You still have a lot to learn if you think the 'very best' for me is a muscleman child, honey." "But nothing's stopping me from dreaming." .....wait. Maybe I'm translating wrong. This can't be right. I had......a child? I had a /wife/? No -- yes, there it was, the ring on her finger, and a matching one on Mikael's. And I left them alone....?

2016-01-17 02:45:01

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She looked away. Yeah this is....not something good to look at either.

2016-01-17 02:47:14

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He reached for a box of cereal near my head and paused, looking at me. "Hanna, look at /this/! This fellow looks just like me!" He moved some crackers away from my face and I tried to keep my eyes unfocused. Not hard, as I felt I was on the verge of tears. "That's amazing. Maybe it's because you're such a valued customer." "Here, take a picture." He put his arm around me and posed as she took a disposable camera out of her purse and snapped a photograph. Then he moved his arm around her and they left, passing by where Seculus and Ivory stood. The scene faded, along with the groceries propped on me.

2016-01-17 02:53:50

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The forest came back. Ivory looked to Madison again. "...I'm so sorry."

2016-01-17 02:56:43

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He stood there, silent. His arms lowered slowly to his sides. He wasn't unwound, just.... "........it's not your fault," he said quietly, voice quavering.

2016-01-17 03:00:17

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"..." It was her turn to give him a hug.

2016-01-17 03:01:34

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He hugged her back, spreading his hand a little to look at his empty ring finger. After he died.....did Hanna have to go to work? Live off the life insurance? Put the child up for adoption...? She didn't seem like she'd do that. So she had to raise the little boy, or little girl, on her own, without a father, or a grandmother, or an income......did she hold it against him? That also didn't seem like something she'd do....he wished he could know her better. But at the same time....he wanted to forget that again. It hurt too much to know someone really /had/ loved him, and he'd left her. He'd stepped into the fire of his own accord. Hadn't he had something to fight for? Why didn't he try harder?...

2016-01-17 03:08:38