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I folded my arms. "Considering I just found out my boyfriend is an atheist, pretty fucking shitty."

2015-10-25 11:08:26

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"Yes, I'm an atheist. So what?"

2015-10-25 11:08:54

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"So you're a special fucking snowflake who is going to burn in hell."

2015-10-25 11:09:42

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"It really doesn't work that way." I turned around, finally. ...what do I look like? I wonder.

2015-10-25 11:10:36

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"Well our relationship isn't going to work that way either."

2015-10-25 11:10:57

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"You're kidding me. Religious differences? That's your reason? /Seriously/?"

2015-10-25 11:11:32

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"That's all the reason I need. I don't need trash for a boyfriend."

2015-10-25 11:12:13

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"Trash. Trash, /really/?! So you base your opinion on my /beliefs/ instead of everything else you know about me?!"

2015-10-25 11:13:21

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"Yes. Yes I do. So go hang out with /Ivory/ since she's corrupted you enough. You want to make love to Ren too? He seems wiling for anything right now."

2015-10-25 11:14:14

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"Oh my fucking--/fine/. You know what? I was looking for an excuse to get away from you anyways. This is /not/ a pleasant relationship, and everyone hates me just because I'm dating you."

2015-10-25 11:15:50

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"/Good./"

2015-10-25 11:16:06

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"GOOD! I'M GLAD YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH, BECAUSE THAT MAKES THIS EVEN EASIER!" My nose grew a few inches, even made of wood, and I stomped my foot in frustration.

2015-10-25 11:18:18

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"I'M GLAD I'M DUMPING SOMEONE WHO THINKS GOD DOESNT EXIST WHEN SHE'S TWO INCHES IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE."

2015-10-25 11:19:49

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"YOU'RE NOT DUMPING ME! THIS IS MUTUAL, AND DON'T YOU TRY TO PUT IT OTHERWISE! I WOULD'VE DONE THE EXACT SAME THING IF YOU WEREN'T CONSTANTLY THREATENING TO /SHOOT/ ME!"

2015-10-25 11:23:14

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"YOU'RE JUST PISSED OFF BECAUSE I'M BETTER THAN YOU!"

2015-10-25 11:23:53

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"BETTER?! HA!"

2015-10-25 11:25:01

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"YES MUC-" Just like that, she was gone. Poof.

2015-10-25 11:25:25

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"WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT! HAHAHA! GOOD LUCK, CUNT!"

2015-10-25 11:27:28

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A couple days passed, Lance took Jackson out to dinner. Kinsley was hanging out with Rayne and Clarenz was out at the moment. She sat on the counter, as per usual. This left Ivory by herself. That is, until the shop door opened and Satan walked into the place. Ivory shot Satan a glare. "What do you want /now./" She snapped.

Satan put her hands up in surrender. "Don't mind me. I'll be only here for 10 seconds. Someone decided to fuck with God."

"I don't know wha-" Satan placed bother her hands on Ivory's temples, and Lucinda stumbled out a few feet before them.

"Byyyyeeeee!" Satan walked out of the shop.

"Wha- I don't get- Wait. /YOU/ THIS IS YOUR FAULT!" She immediately pointed her pistol at Ivory.

Ivory looked to Lucinda. "No." She got down and made her way towards Lucinda. The tips of her fingers started to form ice at the ends of them. "I'm pretty sure this is your fault."

"You stay the fuck-"

"Or you'll what, shoot me?"

Lucinda shot, and just missed Ivory's head.

"Nice aim." She kept walking.

"That was a warning shot. Any closer any you're dead."

She was in front of Lucinda now. "Can't you see? I'm already dead."

Lucinda shot. CLICK. She shot again. CLICK. Out of bullets.

The roots of Ivory's hair frosted. Ice formed at her shoulders. "Looks like you're fucked."

She backhanded the gun out of Luncida's hand, and wrapped her own hand around Lucinda's hair, and pulled her to the ground.

Then slammed her face into it. Several. Times. Until blood started to drip onto the carpet.

She then tossed Lucinda outside.

"Find your own place, bitch."

2015-10-25 11:39:39

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I woke up the next morning with a fairly long nose, but otherwise flesh and bone again. I managed to solve that before the day was out. The morning after that was the same. Two mornings after, I woke with a groan and an ache in my midsection. I felt like I couldn't sit up right. When I finally managed it, I tugged up my shirt to see if my fears had finally come true and I'd been stabbed in my sleep. I'd returned to Zane's apartment by this point, but I still wasn't ruling anything out. ....no. It was.......wood. Part of my abdomen had turned to wood. Right under my lungs. Not much, but.......oh shit. Not here too. Please. Oh, nonono. Okay, there's nothing I can do right now. Solve this problem later.

I went to the shop to find out what had happened to Lucinda after she'd gotten out. Judging by how many times Ivory had said she wasn't scared of her, there might be something there. I pushed the door open stiffly.

2015-10-25 11:50:13

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Ivory turned her head once she heard the door opened. On the glass counter, an ivory gun laid on its glass.

"Lance isn't here right now," She commented.

2015-10-25 11:54:06

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I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. I gaped at the gun. "You seriously took it."

2015-10-25 11:54:50

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She glanced at the weapon. "Not exactly. It's empty, so it had no use for her. I'm thinking of selling it unless you want it."

2015-10-25 11:55:48

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I briefly considered that. "...no, I don't really have a use for it. So she came here then, huh?"

2015-10-25 11:56:45

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"For a moment, yes."

2015-10-25 11:57:05