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My feet moved back towards them, undoing my effort to keep them safe. It's too much, I can't--I /have/ to, but--is that--.......why is she bleeding?.......
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Just a bit moreeee~.
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.....is that Marcellio--he's--he's hurting--my hands started shaking and I froze up, terrified enough to keep him from moving.
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Ugh, he pushed again.
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He pushed as my legs locked and I fell forward, a few inches distant from the edge of the circle. No--I won't--STOP!
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Oh, but you will.
2016-05-09 06:37:31 -
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GET OUT! I'M DONE BEING EVERYONE'S PUPPET!
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No.
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'NO' MY ASS, GET OUT BEFORE I FUCKING--
Madison let out a mangled cry. Ren jumped a little and shouted the last few words at top speed before tearing the cardstock in half.
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The ritual was done, it felt like Dameien had been forcefully ripped from him.
Ivory immediately turned and grabbed Madison, holding him up and in her arms.
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He slumped in her arms with a gasp, suddenly shoving at nothing and hurting himself on his own limits. He felt numb, and still couldn't quite control his body....he was shaking, he couldn't breathe, the images he'd seen still vivid in his head. Ren stood up, dropping the pieces of cardstock and stepping out to help hold him up.
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She held him tightly. "It's okay, I'm here. I'm right here, it's alright."
2016-05-09 06:51:14 -
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"....you......I saw.......I saw you die," his voice cracked, "twice, y-y-you.......you cut......." Ren's face fell. Had Dameien?.....
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Shit. /Shit./ She moved over to the couch and sat him down there.
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He stayed as close to her as he could while barely being able to move, trying to keep his eyes open to replace the scenes engraved on the insides of his eyelids with tinted sunlight and red chalk. "......Spyders and Terezi.....burned down a city?.......so much f-fire........and your.....your friends......"
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"Yes...yes and I know. I've seen them too. It's okay. It's in the past. Take a deep breath."
2016-05-09 07:02:42 -
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".....all those burning /people/......" He wheezed, trying to fill his lungs, but he had just as much control over that as the rest of him. Ren went to get Tylenol...they knew the kind of headache that was to come after having a five-minute mental showdown.
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She rubbed his back. "I'm right here. Breathe. Breathe. If you pass out it'll be worse."
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He made a whimpering sound that grew louder as that anticipated headache made its appearance. Ren reappeared with the pills and a glass of water, and helped him wash them down. After he managed to make himself swallow, he regained some control over his lungs and his breathing grew a bit more steady.
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"It'll pass, alright. It'll be okay."
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His gaze focused on Ren and everything Dameien had done to them flashed through his head. He started crying, ducking his head and clutching it tightly. Then he clutched both of them instead.
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She held him tightly, rubbing his back. Doing her best to comfort him.
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Ren froze up a little, then hugged him back. They could probably guess why he was crying. "...I'm sorry....I'm so sorry....." After seeing it all from Dameien's perspective, he had an odd sensation of aimless guilt.
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"It's not your fault. He's gone now. He can't come back."
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He hoped desperately that he wouldn't have flashbacks of this too. ".....r-right. He can't.....that's over. You.....you have to go through that..../every/ time?...."
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