Cherubplay

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"Verbally. Maimed. Gut feelings don't count for shit."

2015-10-26 09:44:21

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"No. You don't understand. I /feel/ it."

2015-10-26 09:45:09

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"You've at least got that right, I have no idea what you're talking about anymore."

2015-10-26 09:45:37

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"I feel his emotions as if I would be in a bond with him."

2015-10-26 09:46:12

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"....Jesus Christ, you didn't turn him, did you?"

2015-10-26 09:46:40

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"No. I couldn't hurt him like that. I was already selfish once. It's...something different."

2015-10-26 09:47:49

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"Different how?"

2015-10-26 09:48:03

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"...." She stood, went to her room, returned with her laptop , and handed it to him. On it was the files Nick had sent her, minus the unnecessary one.

2015-10-26 09:50:49

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I raised an eyebrow and flipped through the files. ....huh. That's...well, yes, that's just weird. But clears things up a little. I raised my hand when I was done, squinting at one line in particular over my magnificent wad of unstoppable blood.

2015-10-26 09:52:01

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She stood there as he read over it, and looked to the floor. It was probably time to start telling people about it but....it was probably safe to say Seculus and her weren't doing that anymore. She noticed his hand was raised. "Yes?"

2015-10-26 09:54:26

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"Problem with your reasoning: it says the two people have to be extremely close for it to work. Ergo, you have to actually care for him, and vice versa."

2015-10-26 09:56:01

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"But is it enough? To just 'care'?"

2015-10-26 09:56:50

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"Care, love, at your level, they're the same thing."

2015-10-26 09:57:19

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"Again, is it enough?"

2015-10-26 09:58:06

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"Of course it is, since the main reason you're upset is because you're thinking you don't love various people."

2015-10-26 09:58:58

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"But it's not /just/ love. It's not /just/ caring. It's so much more than that. So much more that I can't even explain while sober. It's more. It's so much more."

2015-10-26 10:01:54

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"Good. Then you're very aware that you....whatever him."

2015-10-26 10:02:44

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She ran her fingers through her hair again, and ice began to form at the shoulders. "I don't know."

2015-10-26 10:04:00

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"If you're this worried, you do." I lowered the paper towels and held a dry part to my nose for a second. ...nope, looks like it's done now. I tossed it in the trash can and looked at her. Ice again? She must really be upset. I reached over to brush it off, but froze and jerked my arm back at yet another sharp and sudden pain, in my elbow this time. I gritted my teeth, fingers white with how tightly they were clenched.

2015-10-26 10:06:38

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She took a step back. "Don't you-" She dropped her hands and looked at him. "...Did I hurt you too?"

2015-10-26 10:08:21

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What? Fuck. "Nnnnngh...n-no." My elbow twisted itself inside out as it turned into a round wooden joint and I cried out softly through my teeth. But it didn't even stop there. Of course it didn't. Because fuck me.

2015-10-26 10:11:29

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"Are you sure?"

2015-10-26 10:14:07

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"It's not y--ahh....!" It overtook my forearm and wrist with overenthusiastic agony, and then, feeling like someone had just crushed it with a steamroller and afterwards proceeded to slowly reassemble it with acid-soaked tweezers, my hand. I cradled it to my chest, trying to take deep breaths and not break down crying.

2015-10-26 10:16:50

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She noticed the wood starting to form at his wrist, then hand. Well...that explained a lot. "How long has that been going on?"

2015-10-26 10:20:13

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For a few minutes I couldn't answer, just whimper in pain, until it finally stopped. "....since....a.......a week or two, maybe?"

2015-10-26 10:21:16