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// not gonna be on tonight i had a rough day and need to destress :(
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droplets of blood traveling down my arm like an ellipsis. my sentence will not continue.
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does she need help? she doesn’t mind the metal.
it makes her bleed, sure, but that’s not bad.
⚘.⋆ 𝕷𝖆𝖗𝖐 ˚࿔@HAGB0RNE
no .. just need to get through. the metal is burning her mouth.
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“Mmm?”
Squinting, she tries to remember. A witch…
“Ah! F-Friend! Yes!” Her eyes brighten and her cheeks grow pinker in excitement as she nods vigorously.
“Good… t-to me. T-treats me nice”.
࣪ ִֶָ ☥. 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐒𝐄──𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄ᵎᵎ@D0NTMARRYHIM
“Um. A friend of the witch... ?” Wrapping her robe tighter around her, eyeing the intruder with an uncertain gaze.
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Looking, assessing. This is no prey.
Fingers tap and curl against the floor as she skitters forward.
𝙻𝚄𝚁𝙺 ...@inyourfIesh
howling . . . like a Woman, like a Man. like a Child - thing crying out for You. to help it.
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@LIVINGD3ADGlRL @inyourfIesh // yesssss we can write on Amery too if u want!
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@throughfilth @inyourfIesh // fine fine fine YOU WIN
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// I should bring back @inyourfIesh and go in heavy on the freak
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She tilts her head. Far too much, really.
“H-Hers?”
࣪ ִֶָ ☥. 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐏𝐒𝐄──𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄ᵎᵎ@D0NTMARRYHIM
It’s .. fine. Just wasn’t expecting it. I assume you’re one of hers?
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@feIIonblackdays She whimpers, curling her arms around her.
“P-Please… m-meat?”
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@throughfilth her reaction startled him, making him jump back. "uh— sorry. that's all i have, uhm." a cautious step back, "i'm gonna go then. good... luck finding food."
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he patted dirt off himself, "waiting? for what?"
if he had noticed her before, he wouldn't have tripped on her. this gal's probably fried her brain with fent.
ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ !@throughfilth
…She doesn’t turn around. “W-Waiting”. She’s been in here for quite a while. Has he never noticed her before?
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— at l-least”.
Him, grabbing her arm. Wanting to grab something else. She could smell it on him.
His blood on her face, the other man’s scream, his stupid promise of vengeance…
She shrugs again. Who knows why, but her thoughts and words are clearer with Logan around.
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She gulps, wipes her mouth off with her forearm. It doesn’t do anything for the mess, but it’s an automatic gesture.
She looks at Logan from the corner of her eye, palms down on the floor.
She doesn’t remember it very well, but…
“I ate his b-brother. What was left of him, —
* 𝙻𝙾𝙶𝙰𝙽 ֶָ֢֪ ˖ ࣪ ꒷꒦@LIVINGD3ADGlRL
“You know who it is? Why he’s after you?”
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