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"No, nonono, he was right I just hurt you, I'm so terrible, you're perfect, why would you do that to yourself, whyy, I'm sorry...."
2015-09-01 22:05:32 -
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She let out a forced, weak laugh. "Ren this hasn't been recent. It was long before I met you. Trust me."
2015-09-01 22:07:51 -
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"That isn't /better/!" They held her tighter.
2015-09-01 22:09:49 -
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She sigh, and slowly wrapped her arms around them. "I know."
2015-09-01 22:10:51 -
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Just then, the door slammed open. Cale had charged past Lance, up the stairs, and to her room. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!" Ren /actually/ snarled at him. They weren't going to let him just yell at her. Not ever, and especially not now.
At the other apartment, Zane had been in the middle of staring at his resume, wondering how to add 'nighttime hours only', when a sharp pain on his wrist made him yelp. He jerked his arm up to look. The cut was far too clean to be by accident, even if there was something nearby to hurt himself on. Cale had come out to check, and swore at the sight of the gash. "Hand me the phone." Confused, distraught and trying not to move his arm, he tossed Cale the phone with his free hand. Cale took a picture of the cut and grabbed bandages from the first-aid kit to clean it up with. "There's no fucking way those two /don't/ know something about this. Don't move, I'll be right back. If you get lightheaded I'll come back sooner." And so he'd stormed out to find someone to blame.
2015-09-01 22:20:06 -
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ivory jumped whne Cale entered the room, making her grip tighten on Ren. Then, she looked over to him, and made a face. "I haven't done shit." She snapped, the friendless in her voice now gone.
2015-09-01 22:23:38 -
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"THEN WHAT DO YOU CALL THIS?" He snapped the phone open with the picture in front of her. He was more pissed at her than he'd ever been.
2015-09-01 22:24:42 -
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She paused before staring at the picture. "If you're implying that I tried to hurt Zane, then you're highly mistaken. I haven't done shit."
2015-09-01 22:28:21 -
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Ren didn't say anything, but stared at the picture, then looked down at her wrist. "It showed up out of nowhere, Lance said this mess would get worse, and this seems like the kind of thing you'd pull. /What did you do/."
2015-09-01 22:33:25 -
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"Now why the fuck would I want to injure my boyfriend?"
At that moment Lance slipped into the room. Oh for fuck- ugh. Of course. Why did n't expect either one of them to listen. Why? What just- he looked at the picture for a moment. "...Ivory give me your arm."
"No. Go fuck yourself. Don't touch me."
2015-09-01 22:35:55 -
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Oh shit. Lance was here. ".........." They reached for her hand, took it, and rolled up her sleeve a bit. This seemed important.
2015-09-01 22:40:02 -
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Ivory attempted to pull her arm away, but of course, no use. There was the same exact cut in her arm, bleeding away.
Lance let out an annoyed sighed before rubbing his temples. This day is so great. So fucking great. "I thought you said you stopped."
"Well maybe I lied."
2015-09-01 22:45:17 -
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"Oh, come /on/. Is this going to happen all the time now?"
2015-09-01 22:49:14 -
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"If Ivory doesn't stop the cutting, yes."
"First of all, right here. Second of all, how the fuck was I supposed to know this. Third, Why it's suddenly everyone's fucking buisness as to what I do?"
2015-09-01 22:51:17 -
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"When it affects other people, yeah, it is." Ren still remained silent, because they didn't want to start arguing with Lance again, but the anger was building up. They were treating her like it was all her fault.
2015-09-01 22:56:09 -
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"Again how the fuck was I supposed to know? Because contrary to popular belief, I really don't get off on seeing the people I care about hurt."
"Well you shouldn't be doing it in the first place. that would be a great start."
2015-09-01 22:59:16 -
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"Just cut it out then. This whole thing is getting worse by the minute."
2015-09-01 23:13:20 -
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"Easier said than done, dumbass."
2015-09-01 23:14:08 -
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"No, it's really fucking not. You just put down the knife and walk away, how is that hard." "Shut up." "You're not even a part of this, /you/ shut up." "I said /shut up/."
2015-09-01 23:18:36 -
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"Ren this doesn't even concern you, you just need to leave."
"HOW ABOUT YOU LEAVE YOU FEATHERED PIECE OF SHIT, THEY'RE AN ADULT AND CAN STAY IF THEY WANT. /YOU TWO/ ON THE OTHER HAND, ARE STARTING TO GET ON MY LAST FUCKING NERVE!"
2015-09-01 23:23:25 -
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Ren's eyes shot wide open. Woah. "Ivory, it's...." "Fine, asshole, but first I'm locking you in a fucking bubble-wrap box so you can't stab yourself just to spite everyone." That was the last straw. They stood up and gave him a grin that didn't reach their eyes. "I think you need to go now." "Like hell." "You must have misheard me. I said /now/." They were extremely menacing, even towards a vampire.
2015-09-01 23:32:32 -
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Lance stood between Ren and Cale, with an expression of ready to kill. This prompted Ivory to stand too, next to Ren. She grabbed their hand and interlocked their fingers with hers, and returned the look to Lance. " I swear to God Lance, I don't care who started this. /I/ will end it. And you know it. Now stop."
2015-09-01 23:38:07 -
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They immediately relaxed when she took their hand, but Cale continued to give them an identical look of death.
2015-09-01 23:44:10 -
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Ivory inhaled deeply before knocking on the door to Seculus's apartment. Yes, Seculus had asked for her to come over beforehand, but she hadn't really been here by herself yet, so it still kinda made her slightly nervous. Of course, what happened with her and Lance wasn't helping either. Yes, the were still arguing about that. Oh well. Maybe a change of scenery would do her some good.
2015-09-02 00:00:06 -
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I'd begun to feel a little guilty for asking Ivory over. Every time I saw her, either something terrible happened or it was so she could help me. I would figure out some way to just have a friendly meeting, but nothing came to mind that might actually end well. Tassek was at school. Probably for the best, since this whole shedding thing was beginning to become somewhat of a problem. I'd been containing it to my bedroom, but starvation and related issues had driven me out into the living room and kitchen while he was away. I sort of approached the door backwards, trying to clean up behind me as I went. When I reached it I opened it to smile nervously at Ivory. "Hello. Sorry about this, it seemed you'd be best able to help, and I also thought you'd be nice to talk to, so...." I hadn't talked to anyone pleasant in far too long. Tassek had been a bit better since I lost my wings, but that didn't last very long.
2015-09-02 00:10:38