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[synanthrope]

Do dead men dream?

What do you dream about?

What would the dead have to dream about? What would they have to think about? Today they came back from the dead. Do the walking dead have a pulse? Vampires?

Bloodsuckers?

Does breathing hurt after you haven't done it?

[A pause.]

Happy Easter.

Comments

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I meant sleep.

voice;

[synanthrope]

Why not?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I don't know, that's the way it's been.

voice;

[synanthrope]

Always?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

No.

[Ugh.]

voice;

[synanthrope]

Specifics matter, then.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I don't want to talk about it.

voice;

[synanthrope]

Why not?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

[Her inhale is audible.]

Not on this thing, anyway.

voice;

[synanthrope]

Then come see me.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

[The exhale too. Sigh.]

Alright.

action;

[synanthrope]

[Saya is in the garage; she is surrounded by boxes and boxes of chocolate eggs and Peeps.]

action;

[dignity_misery]

[That is definitely odd in Carla's book, and she looks around uncertainly.]

Why the candy?

action;

[synanthrope]

It got sent to me by my regular clients.

[Saya is picking through it]

Do you want it?

action;

[dignity_misery]

I'll take some of it.

[She's not very hungry at the moment though... Her stake in 'resurrection day' is that the virus has eased off of her, leaving her feeling disoriented, and quashing that unnatural appetite of hers.]

action;

[synanthrope]

[She looks at her for a long moment]

Yes, of course you will.

Tell me why.

action;

[dignity_misery]

[She purses her lips. Straight to business, does it really have to be? She doesn't really want to have this talk, but she found it difficult to just say 'no' to her--(Ladybird likes it, when she humiliates herself.)]

I made a wish, on a ladybug.

[And it's the reason her heart beats, not this curse.]

action;

[synanthrope]

I didn't know ladybugs were so kind.

action;

[dignity_misery]

Neither did I.

[And 'kind' is not the word.]

But I... [Goddamnit.] Would have believed anything to get free from him. So I made the wish, and I got what I asked for.

action;

[synanthrope]

[Saya stretches her legs out]

Why didn't you kill him?

action;

[dignity_misery]

I love him.

action;

[synanthrope]

That's the worst reasoning of all.

action;

[dignity_misery]

I know that.

action;

[synanthrope]

[She picks up several boxes of chocolate]

Are you cursed?

action;

[dignity_misery]

[She inhales. She is. She had spent the morning consoling herself miserably over it with a set of silver needles, the small puncture marks all across her chest still red but no longer bleeding.]

In what way?

[Because she also considers the ramifications of the Ladybird's wish to be a curse.]