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"Would you just /listen/ to me for once in your life! That other thing before wasn't your fault, but using it as an excuse to repeat history is completely unacceptable, and as long as you keep doing that, /no one/ is going to give you the benefit of the doubt! I'm not lecturing you, I'm trying to /help/, and I can only help if just this once you DO AS I SAY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!"

2015-10-22 09:09:11

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There was the yelling. She exhaled slowly, stood up, walked over, stood in front of him, and knelled down. "Look, I get you're trying to help, but it really isn't going to change anything. I'm sorry if I wasn't what you expected, but nothing is really going to really change how I feel about this."

2015-10-22 09:13:57

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GOD I WANT TO HIT SOMETHING! My hands were blue, and I couldn't feel them anymore, but I was too pissed off to care. "What is this bullshit about not being what I expected, I never /had/ any expectations aside from that this relationship would fall apart like every other I've had, and you sure proved that wrong! This is the problem, I can't even tell what you're feeling about it because you keep contradicting yourself, and me, and I can't even tell whether you're lying anymore, and I just....Jesus Christ........" There is literally /no point/ in having this conversation. I can't do anything at all. ...I'm completely helpless. Because. She won't. LISTEN.

2015-10-22 09:20:33

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"Because that's the thing, I don't feel anything /at all./ Was it a bad choice? Sure, fine. If that makes you feel better. Do a regret my decision? Not really."

2015-10-22 09:24:18

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I put my head in my hands. I was blue all over. I wasn't cold. I wasn't anything. Nothing but frustrated and helpless. I got up. Ren glanced up and gave me a cold, empty stare. I wasn't getting any help there. I wasn't getting any help anywhere. I walked stiffly towards the door. "...I'm sorry. I'm sorry for trying. I give up. I need a break. From everything. Good. Fucking. /Luck/."

2015-10-22 09:26:43

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Eilliot knocked on the door to Tassek's apartment. He...wasn't feeling too great. Dameien hadn't been seen in days, and had made no effort to contact him, which was extremely unlike Dameien. He went to his apartment, and there was nothing. His phone was missing, but everything else seemed quite normal.

2015-10-23 03:28:34

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There came whistling from inside. It paused and footsteps approached the door before Seculus answered with a smile. Something smelled like it was burning. "Ah, my dear Eilliot! Just the man I wanted to see. Do you know how to remove irradiated marshmallows from the workings of a microwave?"

2015-10-23 03:30:52

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Eilliot blinked. Was he okay. Oh. Right. Tassek was at work right now. Fuck. "Uh, I don't. Why?" He rubbed his tired eyes.

2015-10-23 03:33:10

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"Oh well. There's always deodorant and a lighter. You look tired, here, I have just the thing!" He spun on his heel and tramped off back to the kitchen, where I thin trail of smoke crept along the ceiling. He returned with a mug of some viscous black liquid that smelled vaguely like coffee and offered it.

2015-10-23 03:37:31

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He moved into the house slowly....the hell? Seculus came back. "Oh. No thanks. I'm fine." It's probably poison.

2015-10-23 03:41:08

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"Really? Your loss." He took a sip and shuddered. "There's also a few packages of marshmallow Peeps, those are at least 110% sugar, if you'd like a wake-up call of the sweeter sort!" He laughed. "I haven't slept in /days/!"

2015-10-23 03:43:31

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"...Why?" Did he need to call Tassek to control him?

2015-10-23 03:44:12

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"Pure black coffee, pure caffeine!" He held up the mug and a little sloshed over the side onto the handle with a slight hissing sound. "If you call him I'm kicking his ass, so I'd prefer if you didn't, the consequences probably wouldn't be very good for Seculus. But, ha, consequences, who cares about those, right?? Live in the now, I always say!"

2015-10-23 03:46:35

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"Wha....?" Why was he talking in third person?

2015-10-23 03:48:41

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"Not really /third person/ per say, but at least I'm not talking in second. Haha! That would just be weird. Greetings! I'm Jack!"

2015-10-23 03:50:55

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"Uh...Hi? I guess?" Yeah, he's really calling Tassek after this.

2015-10-23 03:52:26

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"Don't you dare." He smiled.

2015-10-23 03:52:36

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Oh. Mind. Thing. Ugh. "Why?"

2015-10-23 03:53:11

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"Because phones are a figment of our imaginations meant to rot away our brains one cell at a time. Oh, and he'll try and put Seculus in the ward again, too, that probably wouldn't be good. So!" He plopped down on the couch with his 'coffee' and crossed his legs. "What're you here for?"

2015-10-23 03:54:39

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"Uh....I just came by to see if Tassek has seen Dameien recently, but he's not here...so..."

2015-10-23 03:55:57

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"Oh, Dameien? No, he's dead."

2015-10-23 03:56:13

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"Wha- No. You're just fucking with me." This kid was clearly not in his right mind.

2015-10-23 03:57:38

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"Of course I'm not. To all of the above. He /is/ dead, though."

2015-10-23 03:58:13

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"Uh...I'm just going to...go find that out for myself then." He slipped out the front door.

2015-10-23 04:00:33

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"Can I come too? It smells like smoke in here and I've been curious." He got up, set the mug down, and followed.

2015-10-23 04:01:17