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"...I think I handle this by myself. Thank you, though."

2015-10-23 04:03:14

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"I didn't say I'd help you handle it, but I still want to see."

2015-10-23 04:03:39

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"See what, exactly?"

2015-10-23 04:04:58

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"How they killed him."

2015-10-23 04:05:35

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"Wh-You need medication." He kept walking.

2015-10-23 04:06:19

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"/Your mum/ needs medication. /I/ need more coffee." He didn't let up.

2015-10-23 04:07:34

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"I don't have a mom?"

2015-10-23 04:07:57

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"Yes you do, you just don't remember her, and she's probably off her meds."

2015-10-23 04:08:33

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"For fucks sake, I'm an angel. /You/ need to lay off the caffeine, and /you/ need to lay down."

2015-10-23 04:10:30

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"Angels have mothers too, come on, that would be sad if they didn't. I don't want to lay down and it wouldn't do much good anyways. Seculus /saw/ his, so they do exist, I just haven't figured out how to clone them yet."

2015-10-23 04:11:32

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"I..." His head hurt now. He didn't even bother to respond. Bye. Do't follow him.

2015-10-23 04:12:27

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He followed. "But since Spyders is so old, yours is probably dead."

2015-10-23 04:13:50

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"..." Just ignore him. Just ignore him.

2015-10-23 04:14:45

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"But Terezi thought hers was too, so /maybe/ she's not? Or even in a state of cryostasis!"

2015-10-23 04:15:41

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"...." He adjusted his glasses. Keep walking. Just keep walking. The door to the outside is almost there.

2015-10-23 04:16:29

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"The outside is a state of mind, there's always something surrounding us. Come on, converse with me! I've had no one to talk to but Luces since Tuesday and he's an absolute /arse/."

2015-10-23 04:17:51

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He...wha- don't ask. Oh look, there's the door. You know what Eilliot is going to do? Run. Run is what he's going to do.

2015-10-23 04:18:51

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"Exercise is all well and good, but right /now/? Really? That's too bad. I think we were really getting somewhere." He stopped with his hands on his hips and sighed. "Ah well, I'll stay here, try to clone you, and wait for Seculus to start wanting to live again. Good luck disposing of the body, Eilliot!"

2015-10-23 04:20:55

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It was pouring rain and lightning outside. Tassek had come home, finally, yelled at me, and made me clean up the mess Jack had made. Jack. I don't remember naming him that. Did he come up with it himself? That was a disturbing thought. ....I was exhausted. Apparently he hadn't slept the entire time I sat huddled in the back of my head, pretending like the world didn't exist. I hope Eilliot doesn't hate me now. Oh God....he knows I'm insane, too. I wouldn't be surprised if he told someone. Or blame him, really. He'd probably found Dameien's body. Oh dear. I'd replayed that scene with Ivory over and over in my head, and felt increasingly worse about it. I'd felt so completely unable to help her, or make things better in any way, but..........that was no excuse to yell at her........I'm such a terrible person, showing up, lecturing her, and then leaving with a veritable 'fuck you'................................

The apartment was sparkling clean and I stared at my phone, jumping a little at every thunderclap. ...I....would she even answer? ............she probably hated me now......so I doubt it..................but maybe I could just leave a message. To say I'm sorry. I felt so empty inside, and I didn't know why. It was like part of me was missing. ...no, I do know why...it's because I'm alone again. ...........please.....pick up the phone.......I pressed her contact.

2015-10-23 04:39:26

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The sound of thunder filled the room. Ivory was on the roof currently. Well...somewhat. This greenhouse-type room resided on the roof, and at the moment it was her little workshop for projects larger than her room. Complete with dimmed lights and frosted glass to block out the sun. She had been up since the sun set, for the most part, working on a painting. Painting helped her vent her thoughts. Painting usually made her feel a little bit better. At the moment? It wasn't doing either of those. Something was gnawing at her insides, and it told her that she needed more.

She jumped slightly when her cell phone vibrated against the hard table she had her back to. Without even being bothered to set her brush down, she reached over, answered it, and placed the call on speakerphone.

"Hello?" She spoke up.

2015-10-23 04:46:34

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I stared into space silently for a moment. She'd answered. Did she know it was me? Probably not, judging by the tone of her voice. If she did she'd be angrier. ".......I.........hello," I said quietly, voice cracking a little. Partly from nerves, partly from being close to tears, and partly from drinking nothing but coffee for half a week.

2015-10-23 04:53:19

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"...Hey." There was a bit of relief in her voice, taking comfort in the fact that it was him who called and no one else. Even if they ended on a bad note last time. Her voice slightly echoed throughout the room. The acoustics in here weren't the best. Mainly because this was nothing but concrete, metal, and glass constructing this room.

2015-10-23 04:57:07

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She must think I'm someone else. She sounds too happy to hear me. That and echo-ey. Is she in a cave...? ".....sorry, it's.....it's Seculus."

2015-10-23 04:59:16

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"Yeah, I know." She dipped her brush back into paint.

2015-10-23 05:00:19

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...she did? I swallowed and tried to think what to say. What /else/ would you say, idiot? "......I'm sorry.............I'm so sorry........"

2015-10-23 05:03:04