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Isley ⚜ Claymore ([personal profile] silverking) wrote2010-09-12 10:59 pm
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✖ IC CONTACT #1

Well?

You're here because you have something to say, so... out with it.
priscilla: (I'm lost in the pattern)

What a horrible idea!

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Well! It's just that--

[And then she stops talking. Because yes, she has an answer. But, really, does she want to say it?]

[Maybe not.]

[But then again, is there any way around it at this point?]

[Her breath shakes.]


--I don't know if I should say.

But that's part of it. I never know what I should say. Because I can't trust you, not even if I want to. And I do want to.

But I can't stop wanting to, either.
priscilla: (With you I act so small.)

o-oh god, no, let's not!

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
But I don't know if--

[Wait, what's that Hmming?]

...what?
priscilla: (Is your armor thin again?)

/slinks toward the door

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
...please tell me. If you don't, I'm just going worry about that.
priscilla: (I don't feel anything at all.)

...I'M JUST GOING TO THE LOBBY, I THOUGHT MAYBE SOME CHEETOS... FROM THE VENDING MACHINE...

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Mm. It's been... a very difficult month or so.

And I guess it is a digression, a bit. But it's not completely unrelated. ...Isley, I.

[She takes a deep breath, and... plays with her bedspread. Which ruffles the Forge a bit.]

I wish I could tell you how complicated you make... everything. Well. I guess I could, but it would take a while. I don't even know if I have the right words. And I'm not saying I want you to go away. And I'm not trying to be difficult, it's just that it's you. You make me feel so...

[Afraid? But that's circular. She bites on the knuckle of her thumb.]

...safe. In a way. And calm. And when I'm not with you, everything is confusing and loud and I'm so angry and so... sad all the time. And when I am with you, it's quieter, and I almost feel good again.

But that's... so terrible.
priscilla: (The heart she left behind.)

...lemme go check. >.>

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes.

...because it means you're the one who can ruin me.
priscilla: (Do you want to be found?)

.... that's okay. I know where it is. .../slinks

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I wonder if we'd even agree on which is which.

[A shaky little sigh.]

But. That's why I'm afraid of you.

I don't think you're going to hurt me. And I do believe you, most of the time. At least I do now.

You've been very... demonstrative.
priscilla: (Am I worthy to come in?)

.... /runs for the door

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. I got used to your yoki. ...mostly. I guess anything is possible.

[Hey, it's a joke. Sort of.]

But, Isley. Your nature, it's... It's not that I think it necessarily makes you awful. [...then again, she isn't saying he isn't awful, either.]

But the things you need to do. They're part of what you are.
priscilla: (It's me.)

ahsbdbad OH MY GOD, I JUST WANTED THERAPY!!

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-04 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[...well! She's been trying not to think about it too much. But that joke.]

[She bites her bottom lip.]


Can you? Really?

[It's not that's skeptical. It's just that...]

[Well, okay she's skeptical.]

[In fact.]


Maybe. But not forever. And you would lose a lot, too... wouldn't you? Become weak.

[A little breath.]

Luciela told me.

And I don't want that, either. I don't want you weakened, because then they'll kill you. But I can't just say I don't want you to be weak, because then what am I saying? What am I hoping for? I don't want you hurting anyone either.
priscilla: (I'm lost in the pattern)

.... >.> you just wanna eat me!

[personal profile] priscilla 2010-10-05 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
But I'm always worrying about it. It's not like I ever forgot what you are. Or what the me you knew was. That's why I always say--

[She stops talking, because she needs to calm the hell down. And she hugs her knees, digs her fingers into her calves.]

Maybe you're right. I mean... about the time.