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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2014 2:32 pm
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"He wasn't..." Brenley huffed a short laugh out through his nose and shook his head. "I'm sure he was larger than a fracs when he took me. Or maybe he had help." He felt so removed from all of that now, sitting on a bean bag listening to pop songs with... well... interesting lyrics. He was smiling and it wasn't an act, no matter how feeble it was.
"He locked us in, hurt some of us, and then had the rest of us scrambling around looking for a way out, mostly at the expense of each other. Social. Like, 'how do you feel about getting stabbed so that I can earn my ticket home' kind of interaction." Bren's smile was gone, and his toes had curled up instead of his fingers, as he was still conscious of Hati in his lap. "I didn't want to talk about it, so I kept to myself once I was well. I don't know how I would have brought it up anyway."
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 12:15 pm
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"Don't be sorry," he interjected, going silent again as soon as he had spoken. When she continued, he raised his head slowly, his toes releasing their death clench. That was certainly an interesting way to put it.
"Sure. You could say that. I made it out, but I drowned trying to get to shore." He shrugged, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. "Desert. Anyway. I stabbed one of our classmates? I don't remember doing it, only what came after. And I'm not really all that upset about that anymore. The one I stabbed... he didn't seem to mind that much." The act itself wasn't what had stuck with him all this time, even though visions of gore and his own viciousness had been his subconscious mind's preferred method of punishment for quite some time. He'd known he was capable of deliberate acts of violence ever since his first successful spar. The problem was, that prior to his decision to murder Pachua, all of the captives had all been assured that anyone killed in that place wouldn't come back. That mermaid had remained cold and dead in the middle of the room for the entirety of their stay, a grotesque reminder of the truth in Parker's words.
"I'm more concerned that when it came to choosing between him and myself, I didn't hesitate... apparently. I knew he wouldn't dissipate there and I didn't even try to find another way to escape. I just... eliminated him, and underneath it all, I'm not sorry. If I could do that... what if the choice was between you and me? I couldn't..."
Bren finally held his tongue, the urge to get up and leave almost overwhelming. He shouldn't have said all of that. He should have kept his story simple. 'I did something bad and I apologize.' He could almost see his messy confession hanging in the air between them, and he couldn't stand to be around it anymore.
Ol-j-man knock knock captain monologue stopped by oh hey cap how's it going GET OUT
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Posted: Fri Aug 08, 2014 1:33 pm
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The wow you stupid insensitive b***h meter had risen to new heights and along with it the what the hell meter as well, to the point that Piper didn't know what to feel for a while. Brenley's story continued without an interruption, her gaze glued to him more and more like it was the first time she had ever laid eyes on him, suddenly finding little details more interesting than his face to look at.
On the one hand, he was obviously made of sterner stuff than her to go through that, acting on gut responses to survive. On the other, being about as apathetic to killing someone was...and not dissipating...? Wh-What...? Was feeling sorry appropriate here or would Brenley just shrug that off too? Or should she be angry that he had murdered someone? Or relieved he was fine? Was he fine? Piper wasn't so sure...But she was even less certain of how to respond with all of the thrown at her, not the least of it the mention of herself in the equation.
After a moment, she breathed in and sighed through her nose. "Hey, I'd pick myself over someone else too," Piper said in what she hoped was a bracing tone, though it was a little higher pitched. "Sorry, I wanna live. But I mean, you were in a psycho's game, Bren. It's different. You do what you gotta do, right?" Not dissipating...Her skin crawled at the very idea, and the ghoul fiddled with her bangles. "I'd rather you than someone else get out and all."
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Posted: Sat Aug 23, 2014 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 10:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 31, 2014 10:19 pm
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"That's what friends do, right? Break into each other's rooms when they don't answer texts and steal their pets and take care of them and poke around in their super nerditorium." Piper flashed him a grin. "Seriously, you have like a mad science lab in there."
She made it sound like something to be embarrassed about.
"I mean, that's how we figured something happened anyway. We, uh, looked around like I said. I touched something, and I think it, like, gave me a small flash of where you were or where you used to be or something?" She stroked around Skoll's horns as both he and Hati, like true siblings, began to curl up at the same time in their respective laps. "There signs and stuff that someone kidnapped you. We almost went to the Boogies . . ."
But that was going back to the still kinda creepy topic, so Piper quickly switched to something else. "So you still write to your mom, huh?"
Smerdle fiiiine i'll just be superbly awful then /clings
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Posted: Tue Sep 02, 2014 10:45 am
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"It's not mad, it's highly disciplined," he replied, his affronted irritation clearly an act. "Highly disciplined science." He refrained from adding what he knew would be a petulant, I like science, certain that she was already quite aware. "Hm. The scrying orb." It hadn't worked all that well for him, but maybe with a little more experimentation... "I've been testing a couple of things that might even help me break into here. You know... when you aren't answering your texts." Why did such things sound thoughtful and concerned when she said them, but when he did they sounded like that?
Clearing his throat, Bren struggled to remember what the letter he had left behind might have said when she had been in a position to read it. He had finished it and sent it off since his return, but if he recalled correctly, the whole thing had remained rather innocuous, even after it was complete. No nicknames from his scarelinghood, no dark family secrets. Just a letter.
"I don't want to encourage her to call," he finally said, watching Hati as she settled. "She's sometimes hard to take on the phone. The letters and packages assure her that I'm all right while maintaining distance. But she's really not that bad anymore." Not since Scarentines and that awful lock. "She just misses my father when he's away and I was always there to...um... dote on." Obsess over, was more like it.
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