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sirenspull2012-05-22 11:14 am
crowsicle) wrote in sirenspull2012-05-22 11:14 am
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[Though usually talkative, Davesprite only has two lines to post today.]
break me out of pediatric ward
will pay with body
break me out of pediatric ward
will pay with body
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break me out of pediatric ward
will pay with body
break me out of pediatric ward
will pay with body
[[OOC: Permissions post here for those who want to opt into his typing quirk. Otherwise I reply with plain Courier.]]
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Look, you can languish in bed if you want. Be bored as you want. Or you can remember that you're the one yelling out into the void for some kind of escape.
And no, this isn't literal, before you point it out, but I'm sure it's almost halfway better than counting ceiling tiles.
[A breath, trying to resettle herself.]
If you prefer company, I might have questions. If you prefer the tiles, you know, enjoy.
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fine
anythings better than staring into the sterile abyss of pedo hell
what do you want to know
13/m/hospital btw
you
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18/f/apartment elsewhere. If it matters.
[Now that she has the free space, she's tentative about asking. But she's come this far, so she pushes on.]
. . . Did you always have them? The feathers, I mean. The wings.
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i did a reverse flying youth roll into a strobe light disco ball and became a bird
corvus turdicutis
scientific name for the shitty crow
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[There's a high probability here that he's being weird again.]
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i jumped into a flashy ball of light and turned into a crow
because my friend threw the crow in first
to bring it back to life
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[That raises a lot of questions. Like . . . what exactly was this flashy ball of light? Why did he jump in after a crow?]
[Still, she's quiet for some moments, her eyes slipping away from the screen.]
. . . Did you want to, then? Change. Or . . . ?
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i guess
its kind of complicated
going back was the only way i could fix some serious shit that went down
and then jumping in the thing was the only way i could stick around and you know
live
it helped keep past me from making some pretty untenable mistakes too so
theres that
it all works out in the end or something
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I think it's amazing. That you can even start to look at it like that.
[A pause.]
. . . Do you think you could ever change back?
Is that something you want?
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i dont really have anything to go back to
i mean past mes still around and honestly hes not even past me anymore since hes technically from a year in my future
so basically hes like
real me
while im fuckup me
special tangerine tailfeathers edition
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'M sorry.
For what it's worth . . . it sounds like you did something really good.
Even if it cost a lot.
[And because she almost feels as though she owes him now . . . tentatively she tugs up a sleeve, revealing one, then two of the dark feathers rooted into her skin.]
'S why I was asking. If I asked too much . . . 'm sorry.
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its not a big secret
what happened with me i mean
anyone else wouldve done the same if theyd had the tools and the opportunity
[After all, his friends are real heroes.]
your feathers are pretty cool though
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'M not sure if I would.
[She flushes slightly at the mention of her feathers, tugging on one.]
I guess I kind of hoped you might know how to get rid of them. Or something. I don't know.
[It seems silly in retrospect. Just because he has feathers doesn't mean he could have any knowledge of hers.]
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well i dunno
howd you get them
if it isnt related to sadistic worldbuilding computer games i dont know how much i can help though
thats kind of my area of expertise