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"..............that's definitely an understatement. What happened to that doll, anyways? You seemed angry about it being ruined."

2015-10-18 03:13:09

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"It's in on the roof, waiting for me to repair it." Wait, that came out wrong. "I have own little private space on the roof for the projects I have that are too big for my room."

2015-10-18 03:14:46

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"That's a large project? I seem to recall it being fairly small."

2015-10-18 03:15:22

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"All my sewing materials are on the roof."

2015-10-18 03:17:04

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"....ah. Do you think....you could fix my sweater?"

2015-10-18 03:20:04

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"I'd be happy to."

2015-10-18 03:21:10

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My face brightened. "Really? The hole's fairly large and jagged."

2015-10-18 03:22:44

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She smiled. "I could try to, at least. It's the least I could do for causing the hole in the first place."

2015-10-18 03:23:18

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"...thank you." I'd missed wearing it a lot.....oh. ....should I? I don't know.... My hands started shaking as I thought about asking.

2015-10-18 03:26:55

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"Anything for you." She squeezed his hand gently for reassurance.

2015-10-18 03:28:40

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"......one............one more thing then." I reached over to the bedside table and, with a trembling hand, opened the drawer. I pulled out a knife and pressed the handle into her palm. ".........could you............could you c-cut off my wings?"

2015-10-18 03:29:38

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For a moment, she stared at him. "W-why?" She spoke in utter surprise. Why would he want them gone? At least...temporarily gone?

2015-10-18 03:31:28

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".........the feathers won't grow back. I know that. But if....they can g-grow back entirely, they'll be whole again."

2015-10-18 03:33:37

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"...Are you sure you want this?"

2015-10-18 03:34:05

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....... "........no.............but.....it's better than the alternative. Like....ripping off a b-band-aid."

2015-10-18 03:34:36

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"....One second." She took the knife, and left the room. Once she returned, she had antibiotic cream and gauze in her hand. "If we're going to do this, we're going to do this properly and safely." She set them down on the bedside table.

2015-10-18 03:37:21

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"....oh....." I swallowed nervously, then pulled off my jacket. The t-shirt I was wearing didn't have holes either, so....I removed that too. I didn't bother to keep my arms palm-down. There was nothing she hadn't seen.

2015-10-18 03:39:53

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She moved back onto the bed, and sat a little bit behind him. Would should be able to do this? Well...possibly. Either way, he asked her. She was going to do it.

2015-10-18 03:56:45

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I let my wings out. They certainly didn't /look/ to be in tatters, the feathers were cut very neatly, but if I left them as they were, they would never fly again. ....I had to do this.

2015-10-18 06:20:28

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Slowly, she took one wing in her fingers gently and delicately. She didn't want to cause anymore pain to him than this already would. In her other hand, she took the knife. "Ready?"

2015-10-18 06:22:51

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No. I'm not. I'm more terrified than I ever have been, because I know exactly what kind of pain is coming, and I could easily avoid it, yet, at the same time, it's inevitable. I don't want Ivory to have to do this to me, but I know she'd do it the gentlest, that's how selfish I am........ ".....y-y-yes."

2015-10-18 06:35:16

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"Okay....One...Two...Three." On three, she dug the blade into the wing, and cleanly sliced the wing off. She dropped it to the floor, and quickly grabbed the antibiotic cream and gauze. Hastily, she rubbed cream on it, and tightly wrapped the remains of the wing.

2015-10-18 06:38:45

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I tried to bite my tongue to hold in my cries, but all I succeeded in was making it bleed as I screamed out in agony. I wrapped my arms around myself, shaking. It'll be over soon. It'll be over /soon/.

2015-10-18 06:40:16

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She stopped for a moment. "Do you need to take a break for a moment or do you want me to keep going?"

2015-10-18 06:41:43

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I wiped a little blood from my lip. "K-k-k-keep going. /Please/, get it /over with/."

2015-10-18 06:43:35