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Good. She grabbed the knife and proceeded to place it out of his reach. Just in case. Next, she examined the bleeding wound. Nothing too serious, she'd have to tend to it later when he wasn't drunk. She pulled down his sleeve, and proceed to sit next to him on the bed. "Just sleep." She spoke. "You'll feel better."

2015-09-12 22:14:59

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"....sleep? No, no, no, I can't do that...."

2015-09-12 22:17:40

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"You need to. For me, please?" She brushed the wet bangs out of his eyes. "No one will hurt you, I can assure that."

2015-09-12 22:19:17

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"You can't control her, now she'll try harder, jus' to spite you..."

2015-09-12 22:21:05

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"Then I'll just have to hurt her too."

2015-09-12 22:21:34

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"You can't. There's no getting rid of her. She'll just...keep coming....she wears my wings as a cape now...a fucking cape......"

2015-09-12 22:22:44

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"I have my ways, Seculus." She leaned down and kissed his forehead gently. "I'll protect you. I promise."

2015-09-12 22:24:03

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He always needed protecting. It was dumb, he didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve her, not even a little. But he was just too selfish to resist. He placed his hand on the back of her neck, raised his head slightly, and kissed her.

2015-09-12 22:27:22

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She froze. Unsure of what to do. He...kissed her? She didn't struggle, or push him away, or even kiss him back. She just....was too stunned to do anything except sit there. Ivory didn't even know what she /could/ do from there.

2015-09-12 22:30:17

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His lips slipped away from hers and he nodded off with one arm around her.

2015-09-12 22:33:26

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Well then...that was...interesting. Looks like she wasn't going anywhere either. Oh well. At least he was safe now. Maybe she should sleep now too, and that was exactly what she did.

2015-09-12 22:37:05

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I was so cold. So very, very cold. Red-tinted ice was forming on an ugly gash under my sleeve. That's right. I tried to kill myself. But with alcohol, not....oh. That's right. Ivory came. Like she always did. And then...that's right. I /kissed/ her. How could I do something like that, to her, or to Zane, or Anndrea....I'm so worthless. Why? Why does she bother saving me? After I worked so hard to make it very clear that I didn't deserve any help. And now I would have to deal with Calypso. After all /that/. I would just have to try and not think about it so she wouldn't find out. Or anything. Maybe if I didn't think about anything, she wouldn't have any material and would just leave me alone. If I simply accepted everything she said, she might get bored and wander off...

2015-09-13 06:56:18

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The scent of peppermint filled the air. Ivory looked around. Here she was again. It wasn't common occurrence for her to be here, but it happened. It was a 'gift'. A curse. A mystery. This fogged area that she called 'Serendipity' was only available to her on very rare occasions, and when she was here, she was along. Always alone. Well, there would be times she could talk to Lance, but that was even more scarce. She stuck her hands into her pockets, and started to wander around. Walking always helped here. Cleared her thoughts. Put her at ease. Calmed the mind.

2015-09-13 07:02:55

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I could hear footsteps, echoing in the distance. She was coming. From my sitting position, I pulled up my knees, ducked, and covered my head. Please go away. Please don't see me.

2015-09-13 07:06:17

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Out of the corner of her eye she saw something. Someone. She stopped, and turned. Oh. She knew this person. "....Seculus?" She called out, slightly confused. This was the last person she expected to see.

2015-09-13 07:09:45

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Was it just me, or was her voice a bit gentler than usual? I raised my head a little to look. Oh /no/. Wait. What? How was -- ? I was too confused to even respond, either with an affirmation or a heartfelt apology.

2015-09-13 07:14:07

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Yes. It was him. She slowly moved towards him, the aroma of peppermint following her as she moved.

2015-09-13 07:15:12

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I began scooting away from her backwards using my hands. This couldn't be possible. Calypso must be using some sort of disguise to make me lower my guard. That or play sadistic mind games with me to make me think it was people I loved saying these terrible things to me. This isn't going to be a regular thing, is it? Why does she smell like peppermint?

2015-09-13 07:17:53

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She stopped once he started to back away. "It's okay." She offered out her hand slowly. "I'm not here to hurt you."

2015-09-13 07:19:55

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.....was it really her? Up close, she seemed hard to fake. Hesitantly, I reached forward to take her hand, but jerked it back again when a dusting of frost began to form on her fingertips.

2015-09-13 07:22:31

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When the frost formed, she jerked back her hand as well. "Fucking hell, that's cold!" She exclaimed, brushing the light dust on her fingers like it was glitter.

2015-09-13 07:25:20

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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...." I huddled in on myself again, wrapping my arms around myself and shivering. I wasn't used to seeing people here whom I /didn't/ want to freeze to death, but now that there was one, I felt terrible that my level of patheticness actively made me untouchable, without even counting what I'd done before coming here. And it could hurt her. Which was nice for Calypso. Not so much right now. What had Valenti said? 'Thy soul must be one of ice.'

2015-09-13 07:32:41

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"Don't apologize, it's okay." She reached her hand out again. "I just didn't expect it, is all." This time, she touched his shoulder. Slight warmth radiated from her hand when contacted with. "Just relax."

2015-09-13 07:35:34

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.......it was like Anndrea. She'd done this same thing once. Right before she and Terezi had disappeared entirely... I can't relax. I'm scared, and regretful, and I still want to die. But at the very least, I'm relieved that she's here instead of someone else. Well, for the time being. Is she alright? I'm not making more ice, am I? It always seems to get worse when I talk to myself like this...come to think of it, I do this far too often. Is it really healthy? Maybe I'm the one who should be in an asylum.

2015-09-13 07:43:47

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No response, but he certainly wasn't relaxing. She sighed. "If you don't, you're probably going to hurt yourself, and /I/ don't want that." Her other hand went to his chin to gently make him look her in the eye. "Just take a deep breath. I'm not here to hurt you, okay?"

2015-09-13 07:47:51