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I felt her hand in mine. ...I squeezed it. She knew what it was as well. That idiot.... The second she left the room, things began to dissolve. There went the countertop, and the stove alongside it, there goes the tile floor, doors, walls, ceiling, everything.....all except for Seth. He stood there looking completely baffled, and upon seeing me he scowled. "What? Planning on interrupting something? Where /am/ I?" I was too shocked to even respond. This wasn't possible. Unless it was some fun little bonus of my growing madness. Oh God. Please tell me he isn't going to stay here forever.

2015-09-26 11:13:38

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She looked over, and frowned. What. Why was he here? Why didn't he fade?

2015-09-26 11:14:31

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"Mum? Where are you?" He looked over in the direction she'd left in, reasonably expecting her to be there as the wall had disappeared. She wasn't. Then he turned to glare at me again. "What did you do with her?! Is this some kind of guardian stalker lim--" His gaze caught on Ivory. "....if it isn't Snow White. You. /Where am I/."

2015-09-26 21:57:16

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She rolled her eyes. Yet another Snow White joke. "I have a name. The better question to ask would be why are /you/ here?"

2015-09-26 21:59:05

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"I don't know! Why do you think I'm asking /you/?!" "Don't speak to her like that." "Oh, like I have any reason to listen to you, Mr. All-Knowing Pedo-Clone!" What the Hell kind of nickname is that.

2015-09-26 22:00:51

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"Actually, you do, and if you call him that again I'll slap the ever-loving fuck out of you."

2015-09-26 22:03:29

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"He looks exactly like me but older and spends all his time watching a teenager. I think it's pretty accurate. And no. I /don't/." "Believe me, I don't spend all my time doing that, nor do I want to. ....why /is/ he here?" "THAT'S WHAT I'M ASKING YOU!"

2015-09-26 22:06:10

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"This is where my knowledge ends. I doubt even Lance would know what the hell is going on."

2015-09-26 22:07:25

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Is it that abnormal? ...of course it is. This is insane. "So we're breaking new ground of the obnoxious kind. Brilliant." "/I'm/ obnoxious? You're the one who kidnapped me!" "If I could let you go free, I would, just to get you out of my hair. But I can't, so get used to it."

2015-09-26 22:10:27

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"...So what should we do with him now? I don't think we can just...send him back? Or can we?"

2015-09-26 22:11:46

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"............." I looked at him. He was staring at us defiantly. "...well, we could always just...give him what he wan--" NO. YOU'RE NOT KILLING HIM. THAT IS SO MESSED UP I CAN'T EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE IT. He would've done it anyway, he's too annoying! No. That's not allowed. "What the bloody fuck is wrong with /you/? Did you just interrupt yourself?"

2015-09-26 22:14:03

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"Because he knows murder isn't the answer." She folded her arms.

2015-09-26 22:15:51

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....what if we just....handed him a knife--? This is you. That's just sick. "Maybe if we triggered another memory, we could put him back there?" "....wait. A memory? What're you talking about?"

2015-09-26 22:18:28

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"I don't think it works like that, sadly."

2015-09-26 22:18:58

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"What if it was the same one, though?" "What're you saying? That wasn't a memory. That was my /life/."

2015-09-26 22:20:59

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"...That might work. How do we trigger it?" She faced Seculus again. "Should I just...do this?" She placed her hands on his cheeks again.

2015-09-26 22:23:18

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I raised my hand to hers again, trying to recreate it. "Would you two lovebirds /break it up/ and tell me what the fuck is going on?!" Nothing happened. ...too bad.

2015-09-26 22:25:22

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She frowned. "Didn't I tell you I'm /gay/?" Ivory snapped, Not once looking from Seculus's gaze. This is what triggered it, right? Why wasn't it working again?

2015-09-26 22:26:46

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"Shut up, gay isn't a real thing, it's a state of mi--" "No, /you/ shut up, right this second, before I throw you off a building myself like you always wanted." He stopped and stared at me. Finally, something changed: we weren't in the house, but behind a building...the church, it looked like. There was a girl who looked similar to the one he'd taken...well, inside, holding his face and kissing him. Seth, that is. As the one who'd been yelling at us stood nearby, looking like his head was about to explode. I pulled him back around the corner before they could look up and hissed "Why isn't it working?! This doesn't even make sense!"

2015-09-26 22:32:47

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Oh the whole 'gay is a state of mind' thing. As if she hasn't heard it before. When the scene changed, she finally dropped her hands. Well...this isn't what they wanted. Her frown remained present. What the fuck was going on?

2015-09-26 22:36:19

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Now there were two of him in one place. No, three, counting me. If this weren't just a memory, we'd be causing several different paradoxes right now. At least Seth seemed to comprehend that he shouldn't make our presence known, but when the short memory disappeared, he looked traumatized. "...that was me. So these.../are/ memories? Whose? Mine?" I sighed and gave him a tired, annoyed look. He caught it and started backing away. "No. No fucking way. You're not me. You have wings. I don't want to be you." "...believe me, I don't either," I said quietly.

2015-09-26 22:41:50

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When the memory ended, Ivory went back to folding her arms. "Neither /one/ of you are the other. You're both separate people. The more you two think like that, the harder this will be to fix."

2015-09-26 22:45:07

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"I don't really see how that would make fixing it easier, but..." "He's just older me. How are we not?" "Because I didn't remember anything about you until last year." "What, do I get amnesia or something? Brilliant." "No. You die." "...what the fuck?"

2015-09-26 22:50:35

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"...."Ivory fell silent. Well, they weren't wrong. He did die. The area changed once more. This time... to a hospital room? Odd. For now, they were inside the dark bathroom, door ajar. Out of the way from everyone. Suddenly, a staff of nurses and doctors rush in. A lifeless body was brought into the room on a gurney.

Oh no.

This wasn't their memories.

It was hers.

Without saying anything more, Ivory looked away from the sight, not even wanting to see this.

2015-09-26 22:59:55

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Wait, what was going on now? Seth didn't recognize this. Neither did--....hers? I peered out through the slit in the door to see what was going on. There was a body. It was...........Ivory?..............she wasn't breathing. But she wasn't a vampire. She just.....wasn't alive. At all. Oh God. Oh God. Ivory? I looked down. She was still right there, eyes averted. I turned back to the girl in the room. Her face was....completely lifeless...... I hugged myself. I know she's here, alive, now, b-but /here/, she was dead, or nearly, and I remembered the scar on her arm, she'd done it /herself/, and we had to watch it, make it stop, it hurts too much, I don't want to see it, I don't want her to see it, I can't b-b-breathe......

2015-09-26 23:06:27