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You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie.
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie.
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↛ John's words made her sigh gently and her ears lay flat back against her head. She knew all too well the cruelty of the world. She had learned that lesson very early on in life. Now she was faced with having to be alone to protect herself and the small amount of family she had left. His apology , though sincere, felt empty to her. She'd heard the words before, but no one could ever do anything to change the fact that she and her kind were mercilessly hunted and skinned. Sometimes while they were still alive just for a good laugh. A shudder ran up her spine at the nagging feel of a memory she long had pushed away, then a dull pounding head ache. Right. She needed to stop thinking about it or she'd make herself physically ill. Some of what she had told John were things that she had been told before or the very vague memories of her childhood, other than that, all her memories were fairly fresh.
Sipping at her coffee to hide her pained expression, and hopefully stop the head ache from becoming crippling, she put her arms over her knees and rested her chin on her arm. She looked exactly like large pouting cat, her ears back and her tail swaying slowly. John had gone quiet after he had spoken, and she was honestly too afraid to look at him. She didn't know why she was afraid. Was she afraid of his pity? Or was she afraid to see another expression on his face? Her heart clenched in her chest, and she tried her best to keep her breathing even, fighting the tears that threatened her pale blue eyes. She wouldn't cry in front of him. Weakness was not how she managed to stay alive all this time. Besides, her history could be far worse.
When his words finally reached her ears again, Freya's ears perked as she turned to look up at him, getting her facial expression under control again and trying to keep her face neutral, even though her eyes betrayed that look. His offer was very kind, and something she couldn't even imagine turning down right now. "Я хотел бы"(ya khotel by)(I would love to). Their shared common tongue was something that brightened her heart, like a small piece of home had come back to her here in this faraway place. But as he chuckled and moved his arm away, she arched a brow at him in question as he said he'd start over. What was he up to? Tilting her head and watching him as he angled his body towards her, clearing his throat and starting with her name, she eyed him curiously. As he asked her to have a date with him, and to spend that night together, her eyes widened, and she stared at him like he was joke around. "Вы имеете в виду дату, как и фактическую дату?"(vy imeete vie vidoux datu, kak yi factical datu?)(You mean a date, like an actual date?) Again, in her surprise, she had kept speaking their home language. His expression seemed almost excited, but absurdly confident. The words he had just spoken were ones that people normally stumbled over and the one trying to speak them tended to be embarrassed. But not this man. As he continued on, offering suggestions on what they could do, she thought about his offer. Putting a finger to her lips, she looked away from him as she thought, weighing her options. Turning her expression back to him with a wide grin starting to spread on her lips, her large canines showing, her ears were perked up straight in excitement as she leaned forward.
"Давайте сделаем!"(davaite sdelayem!)(Let's do it!) She bounced up onto her feet and grabbed onto his hand, hoisting him up onto his feet as well. "Что мы должны сделать в первую очередь?"(chto my dolzny sdelat vie pervuyu ochered?)(What should we do first?) Her tone was light and excited, a complete opposite to how she had just been while talking of her family.
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You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive.
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive.
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