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She furrowed her eyebrows and looked to Seculus. What the hell was that about?
2015-10-17 13:03:46 -
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I put a hand to my throat. /What/?? I felt....lighter, more fragile, and when I pulled my hand away, my already slim fingers were thinning into feathers. Wait whAT'S HAPPENING THIS ISN'T FUNNY OR INTERESTING IT'S JUST TERRIFYING! I started shrinking, and itching all over, and when it was finally /over/ I shook my head dizzily and wobbled.
Luces gaped in openmouthed disbelief as Seculus turned into a white and blue cockatiel. He didn't even have any commentary for /this/.
2015-10-17 13:08:43 -
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She returned her hand to her side, and stared in disbelief. What was going on? Did she do this? Was this permanent? As she worried, ice began to form at the ground beneath her.
2015-10-17 13:11:10 -
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Then he saw the ice under Ivory and started to back away. Nothing was right about this.
...ugh....what? What's she....goodness. She's very tall now. No, I'm...tiny? What's -- HOLY SHIT. Those are DEFINITELY feathers. And I don't recall growing wings on my chest. Suddenly there was ice under me and I slipped and hopped into the air, newly clawed feet not very suited for stabilization. These wings were in perfect working order, fortunately......holy shit. Did I turn into a /bird/? What, why, and /how/????
2015-10-17 13:15:46 -
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She looked down at her feet. Ice. Her ice. Wait. /Her/ ice. She could do this now? None of this made sense. Well... what would happen if she- the ice made a b-line for Luces before she even finished her thought.
2015-10-17 13:19:39 -
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He turned and ran. He was having /none/ of this.
I tried to land on her shoulder. I....think I succeeded without doing too much harm. Cockatiels have some capacity for human speech, right? "...Ivory..." I managed to chirp.
2015-10-17 13:21:40 -
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The ice stopped once he left. Good. Better. Oh, Seculus landed on her. "Yes?" She spoke.
2015-10-17 13:23:02 -
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There's not much I can say....at least, say and be understood. "Why??"
2015-10-17 13:24:20 -
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She took a step. "I don-" She slipped fell, and hit the ice.
The impact onto the ground instantly woke her up. She took a deep breath when she did. What the hell just happened? And why?
2015-10-17 13:26:33 -
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I flapped to catch my balance, but hit the ground, too -- ah. I'm awake. I have hands again. Thank God. I didn't move. Too terrified. Though...for about five seconds, it was nice to fly again.
2015-10-17 13:28:17 -
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She slowly pulled away from Seculus, and sat up. "...You're not awake yet,are you?" No response. "...Good...Well...Not so good...I mean..." She sighed. "I don't know what I mean...just that...I have no idea what's going on...or what to do...I mean...I assume it's with the blood thing...right?....It's probably my fault this all happened, I should have controlled myself better....just that /you're really wonderful/ and I'm...just...me...and I'm...not that great...and used to people just throwing me away." She waited longer before speaking again, "I...never told anyone this, but....I was... an accident child...my mom and dad got drunk at a party one night and didn't realize the condom broke before it was too late...she wanted an abortion, but her religion was against it....nine months later, I was born, and as I got older my mother made it very clear that she would of rather aborted me than have a child who is well...me. Now? I've become used to being unwanted and lonely that when someone comes by and shows me genuine affection I have no idea what to do." She hid her face in her hands, and pulled her knees to her chest. It didn't matter if he heard or not. It still was the truth, and it still hurt to even say the words out loud.
2015-10-17 22:06:48 -
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I didn't expect her to start speaking. When she did, I went very still. As she talked....as she opened up further and further.....I felt tears in my eyes, but endeavored to kept them squeezed shut. When she stopped, I sat up, opened my eyes, allowing the tears to finally fall down my face, reached over, and held her gently to me. ".....I'm so sorry.......that your mother was that terrible and blind of a woman, to not see or appreciate what she had. But I think you're special.....I want you, Ivory.........it's okay if you don't know what to do, I'll still be here to help you figure it out...."
2015-10-17 22:14:21 -
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He held her. Oh. He actually heard that all? She wrapped her arms around him again, and started to softly cry. "I love you. I love you so much. Please don't leave. I need you. I /really/ need you."
2015-10-17 22:26:22 -
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"I love you more. I need you more. I'll never leave."
2015-10-17 23:23:53 -
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"Thank you. Thank you so much."
2015-10-17 23:41:11 -
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"Don't thank me. I should thank you for giving me a chance."
2015-10-17 23:48:15 -
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"Why wouldn't I? You've done nothing but helped me."
2015-10-17 23:49:14 -
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"...but before that you didn't know me as anyone but that annoying doll prick who decided self-harm was the best way out of a rock and a hard place."
2015-10-17 23:51:22 -
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"You're more than that. So much more."
2015-10-17 23:52:28 -
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"...and you're so much more than an unwanted child."
2015-10-17 23:54:21 -
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"Even if I was the greatest person in the world, I'd still glad you came into my life."
2015-10-18 00:03:02 -
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"......well, even the empress of the world needs a serving boy."
2015-10-18 00:03:50 -
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"You're no servant, you're a prince."
2015-10-18 00:10:48 -
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"Still several ranks below world empress."
2015-10-18 00:14:42 -
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"Well, in that case, I can come to you each time I need advice."
2015-10-18 00:17:56
