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"Vincent's." Ivory reminded.

"...Seculus, truth or dare?"

2015-09-23 06:48:43

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"I no longer trust anyone's dares. Truth."

2015-09-23 06:49:38

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"If someone handed you a gun and said you have to kill one person in New York, who would it be? The bullet doesn't work on you or people you don't know."

"/Vincent./ That is not something you ask!" Ivory snapped.

"Yes it is." Spencer grinned.

2015-09-23 06:52:29

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................what was....this question...... ".......I would shoot Calypso....then hit myself over the head with the gun until I died." Simply put. That was what I would do.

2015-09-23 06:55:12

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"And I'd stop you from doing either and say you were silly." Ivory added.

2015-09-23 06:55:55

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"I have to kill someone. It might as well be her, and me while I'm at it."

2015-09-23 06:56:54

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"But murder is never the answer, and neither is suicide."

2015-09-23 06:59:37

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"....you keep saying that. But she deserves to die." "And so do I." Wait. That was supposed to be a thought. DAMMIT, IDIOT.

Zane was growing increasingly concerned for Seculus. He hadn't been nearly this bad when he'd helped him before.

2015-09-23 07:01:28

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"Forget about Calypso for five minutes. She's stuck in Terezi's head and can do no harm. /You/, on the other hand, are much more precious to me. I'm not going to let you die."

2015-09-23 07:02:42

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How am I supposed to forget about her? She's basically become the voice inside my head. I looked away from the screen and folded my hands in my lap. Does she know how much it hurts me not to be allowed to die, I wonder? I'm immortal. It's not like it'll eventually happen of old age anyway. It's like not allowing a pet with a painful cancer a peaceful death.

2015-09-23 07:08:23

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"I mean it Seculus. It doesn't matter the lengths I have to go to for it. I. Will. Do. Anything. For. You."

2015-09-23 07:10:52

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".....then why won't you let me die?" I whispered, still not looking at her.

2015-09-23 07:12:26

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"....Because if you die I will have to face the fact that losing you would kill me."

2015-09-23 07:15:29

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................why, why, why, /why/, this is so /frustrating/, either I keep on hurting or I hurt other people, why do I have to be both selfish and a pushover, why do I have to live for only one person who isn't even myself, why does living have to /hurt/ so much, why can't she just get over me? Because you're worthless, Seculus. But she would be able to get over me if I was worth absolutely nothing. You are worth nothing. She's just stupid for caring. SHE'S NOT STUPID. Losing me? I was losing it. Not only am I a coward, dumb, useless, I can't even think straight anymore. I don't want her to die. But I want to die. I wish I'd never been born, so she wouldn't have to worry about me being sad. Tassek would've turned out better. Terezi would've been happier. Josette could've been happy without the 'crazy guy' badgering her all the time to remember him. I wish she'd remember me. I miss her so much. Why would she remember you? You were less than four months of her seventeen-year existence. You nagged her about religion and made her cry. Why would she /want/ to remember you? I don't want her to die. Please stop. Just stop caring. It'll be better for everyone that way. Losing me? She said that as if I was something worth keeping. But I'm not. I'm not.

I didn't say anything for about two minutes as this all played out in my head. Then I pretended to hear something. "....Tassek's home. I should go," I lied. "Goodbye." Goodbye, Ivory, please. So it was only noon. I didn't care. I reached over and hung up. How do I log out...? Oh, no point. I pulled my feet up with me so I could lay down and cried, burying my face in my hands. I wanted to hurt myself, to make the pain go away, but Ivory would notice and hate me for it later. I couldn't do anything. I couldn't escape, I couldn't lessen the hurt, all because Ivory, Ivory, Ivory.

Zane went quiet as Seculus hung up. "....he is not alright, is he."

2015-09-23 07:31:09

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She let out a long sigh. "No. No he isn't."

2015-09-23 07:34:57

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............no. I don't want to be here. I don't want to be anywhere. No matter who I end up seeing, it will just hurt more. Blinking through my tears, I placed my hand on the ground and moved it in a circle around me, repeating this movement until I had a little shelter, just big enough for me to curl up in a ball in. Then I gave it a domed roof, leaving a hole for air. Too good for me. I tried to thicken it from the inside, so Calypso couldn't come along and just shatter it with a kick. When it seemed some extent of done, I closed my eyes and tried to quiet my sobs as I hugged my knees.

2015-09-23 07:46:51

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So Madison forgot the tiny detail of making sure no one was smart enough to link it back to him. Oh well. That's on his hands now. I at first expected him to be here, as he was who I would usually talk to in this...God awful place. However, I came to a stop when I saw a dome of ice. "Oh hey, I know you." I smirked, withdrawing my pistol.

2015-09-23 07:51:28

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What? Who is that? She knew Madison. She knew me. She....oh, no. Oh, no, no, no, no, God, please, no, wait, yes, yes, she has a gun, she has a gun! I started giggling hysterically. Is this my chance? Is this really it?

2015-09-23 07:56:26

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"Melt the ice, and get up." She stated. "You want to die so bad? I'll make your death fucking as painful as it can be."

2015-09-23 07:58:37

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Oh. Oh that's right. She doesn't kill. She maims. Back to no. I went back to running my hands along the walls, making it thicker. Was there a thickness of ice that could stand up to bullets? Who knows.

2015-09-23 08:00:59

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The gun clicked, and shot the ice, bullet moving right through it, and missed him. That was a warning, asshole.

2015-09-23 08:02:17

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AHHHHH! A spike shot out like the dome was a turret in her direction. This isn't Calypso, this is so much worse.

2015-09-23 08:03:54

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I jumped out of the way, ready to fire again. Something whizzed past me, knocking the gun out of my hand.

An arrow hit the ground.

"Step away from him Lucinda. Now."

Oh great. It was /him./

2015-09-23 08:06:07

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Whose voice was--? Ah. Lance? Oh God, how humiliating.... Why would he have a bow and arrows, though? And here of all places. Was this where he practiced or something? ...or, you know, you could ask him yourself, you great blooming idiot. Shut up, I know. I'll do that. I want my wings back too, so maybe... Oh, like you deserve them? ......I don't, but I'm selfish, I need them back....

2015-09-23 08:09:46

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I let out a laugh. "/What/ are you actually going to /help him?/"

You're not selfish. Give me a moment and I'll explain. Lance had his bow pointed at Lucinda, arrow locked into place. "Yes. That is exactly what I'm going to do. Now back up. Turn around. Or else you'll never see Madison again."

2015-09-23 08:13:37