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"Because in Flordia you don't just tell people you're gay. Now." He held out his wrists. "Happy Birthday Ivory."

"Wha-" She looked to his wrists. Her eyes widening once more."Wait...you put /this/ on your wrists."

"Just for you." He grinned.

"But that's-"

"Permanent? Which is why I got it. A gift you couldn't say no to."

2015-09-18 06:35:17

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He peered over her at the writing on his wrists. It's only forever. Not long at all. That was...touching. But kind of scary to think about. "...why exactly is it a gift?"

2015-09-18 06:37:44

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"Because they say scars last forever. I know you're well aware of Ivory's wrists...well, arms in this case. Who isn't?"

2015-09-18 06:39:08

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"....................." He didn't respond. So that's what they were for. He wished he could do something like that for her too.

2015-09-18 06:40:11

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Head down. Hunters could be lurking at every corner. God /dammit/ Alice, why couldn't you be more thorough about where to meet. Or at least not in a huge city! Flora occasionally looked up, checking for signs. Checking for hunters. She wasn't going back there. Over her undead body. She didn't care what the cost was. She wasn't going back. Sadly, her bright red hair made her stick out like a sore thumb. If it wasn't her hair, it was her eyes. If it wasn't her eyes, it was her scars. Something. Always something to make people stare. Something to make them question her. She'll fix that. She'll fix that quick! She'd kill this en- oh here it was. An abandoned warehouse. She slipped in. "MIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" She called out in a slightly sing-song tone. "ALICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCE! WHERE ARE YOUUUUUUUUU?"

2015-09-18 06:53:59

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In a dark corner of the warehouse, something moved. Nehemiah had been waiting patiently for her. Well, patiently by the standards of others. He'd fidgeted and tapped at the wall the entire time, listening to the whispers of the busy streets through the walls. This was a nice warehouse. He wouldn't mind living here. From here, he could hear everything. Not see much, maybe, but someone just had to come in for that. "Hello, Flora," he whispered from his hiding place, voice carrying through the empty building to where it echoed from everywhere and nowhere all at once. He liked doing that. It made him feel scary. Like God.

2015-09-18 06:59:15

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Ugh. Why did he have to be so /weird/ all the time. Well, at least he wasn't as weird as Alice. Guess she wasn't here or else she'd be telling Flora not to shout. Oh well, Alice could wait. For now. More important matters. "Are we playing hide and seek?" Flora called back. "Do I have to find the monster?"

2015-09-18 07:03:21

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"Well, if you want. But you have to count to thirty first. Or we could just talk like this. Is Alice with you?"

2015-09-18 07:06:58

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"Noooo. I thought she was with you." She started to move about the warehouse. "She's no fun anyway"

2015-09-18 07:08:04

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"No....but maybe she's around here somewhere. Just being veeery quiet."

2015-09-18 07:10:19

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"But she isn't you." Flora frowned. "She's not all creepy and weird and bleh."

2015-09-18 07:11:05

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"I'm not creepy...bleh, bleh bleh bleh? You're weird too. Weirder. Weirdest."

2015-09-18 07:11:57

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"I'm not weirddddd" She whined. "Okay. Maybe a little, but nowhere weird as you. You're the one hiding."

2015-09-18 07:13:26

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"I'm not hiding, you're just bad at finding."

2015-09-18 07:13:43

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"What? Are you locked in broom closet again?"

2015-09-18 07:14:10

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"No, not again. There aren't any closets here. I checked."

2015-09-18 07:14:39

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"The security office?"

2015-09-18 07:15:11

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"I couldn't unlock it."

2015-09-18 07:17:30

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"Aweee, that's too bad. You know you could always just...punch it open." She giggled. "A little pain wouldn't hurt anyone~"

2015-09-18 07:19:43

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"You'd know. I like being able to move my fingers, though."

2015-09-18 07:20:40

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"What's that supposed to mean?" She frowned.

2015-09-18 07:21:11

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"If my joints were in splinters, I couldn't tap them."

2015-09-18 07:22:15

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"I'd pull them out for you." She turned down a hall, and opened one of the doors. 'Anyone in curtain number one?"

2015-09-18 07:23:31

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"But I don't want mangled noodle fingers. Bones are important." Nothing there.

2015-09-18 07:24:19

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"Damn. You could use those noodle fingers for something else" She hummed, closing door and peaking inside the next one. "Like strangling the innocent."

2015-09-18 07:25:34