Bai (Xing) (
sleepingstar) wrote in
poly_chromatic2013-12-23 11:38 am
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- My brother left.
- Hamlet forced me to get out of bed this morning.
- I'm the only one of my kind here.
- I might as well be dead.
- Being dead here wouldn't do any good.
[Guess who's cursed and not happy? Oh yeah, this girl.]

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[Of explaining. Of existing. Of a lot of things, honestly, although Pai certainly doesn't expect this random stranger to have the answer.]
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[She could make an entire list of logical reasons why that statement was patently ridiculous, but the truth is, she's a sulky child who refuses to be comforted.]
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You don't understand. [Unwittingly the quintessential teenager.]
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What's not to get?
[Who knows why he wants to play the misery game with a very clearly upset, odd young lady but once engaged the game can and unfortunately will go around and around.
No, House, no.]
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Losing family's rough. Especially here.
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Have you lost family?
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Is home a safe place?
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[Even if Frankie isn't there to keep an eye on him. That's a whole other can of worms, though.]
What are you?
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[She would leave it like that, but the curse kicks in and sends her into a bitter invective.]
Humans need us and fear us. They use us to fight their wars while they plan our extinction. Every time we kill each other, they win.
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Is it safer here?
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[She doesn't mind death or killing. She'll murder whoever she has to. But she misses her actions having consequence.]
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She just scowls at her device and shoves it under her bed. He doesn't understand.]