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driftfleet2015-04-26 08:31 pm
birdsbirdsbirds) wrote in driftfleet2015-04-26 08:31 pm
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Who: The intrepid crew of the SS Bloodsport!
Broadcast: Maybe?
Action: Probably!
When: Right now!
[SO HEY GUYS WHAT'VE YOU BEEN UP TO.
what's cooking on the Bloodsport? what fresh drama is unfolding?
has anyone thanked Robin for how the cargo hold doesn't smell like death and slowly-reversing decay anymore because that stuff was gross.]
Broadcast: Maybe?
Action: Probably!
When: Right now!
[SO HEY GUYS WHAT'VE YOU BEEN UP TO.
what's cooking on the Bloodsport? what fresh drama is unfolding?
has anyone thanked Robin for how the cargo hold doesn't smell like death and slowly-reversing decay anymore because that stuff was gross.]
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But he's not and there's no pain attached to her silences, so he tilts his head in a similar manner, face calm and passive and gaze curious.
He moves a bit closer, reaching out to her and then recoils, flickering away in a wisp of smoke, suddenly looking uncertain.]
You like it when they hurt.
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[She takes a couple steps, following his retreat, with confusion apparent on her face. Then it clears as she slowly processes what he said.
Not.. exactly. A headshake. But... the beauty of it... the Art she could make. Hmm... she lets a slow smile grow on her lips. Yes. She supposes. In a way.
Not always. So a shrug is what she finally decides is the best answer.
She reaches a hand out for him, wanting to see if he would disappear again - not even remotely questioning his abilities, just wondering at their extent.]
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Why? Why do you want to hurt people?
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She kind of already knew that, but it didn't hurt to try. Well. Only a little bit.
She hurts them because they ask. Sometimes. Sometimes it was so she could see their angel, of their animal. Or their scene.
She shrugs at him. WHy did he breathe?]
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He can't read much off her, not as much as he wants. There seems to be no deep hurt that caused it. She just doesn't care.
It physically hurts. Such an absence of compassion actually aches.]
You hurt. Like someone trying to unravel me.
[He sounds slightly breathless and quiet.]
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At the very least, she stops stalking him. Lets him retreat without following and just considers him from the lengthened distance.
She tilts her head - much like a raptor considering something new. She doesn't understand, this way he speaks. She unravels all the time.
Looking down at her own hand, she makes it possible to pass through an object, and then not again. Unraveling doesn't hurt so much, does it?]
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[He regards her back, similar, bird like movements, unsure if he's under threat or not.
Her moving through things is interesting, but he stays on edge, watching her, trying to feel out compassion, empathy, kindness, something familiar.
He can't feel it. But, there's none of the opposite. No grief, no despair, not aching emptiness. A minor pitch in the notes, she misses her... work? Life? He shakes his head.]
I don't understand. It's not there, but other things are. How can it not be there if the other things are?
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She slips herself up onto a nearby surface, sitting down as she looks at him. Confusion is dominant. And a little bit of frustration that she can't comprehend what he means.
People and feelings and... well. All the things she'd been informed over and over that by lacking these feelings she was worthless. It makes her a little bit angry.
She hadn't even done anything to him. It wasn't fair.]
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I know, it's not your fault. You're just so unlike me it hurts. There's nothing of what makes me me in you. It aches, plucks at the edges of me.
I'm not people. That's why it hurts.
Oh gosh sorry she's so rude D:
Fine, then. Jinx didn't like pain, it just made her angry. She didn't need some not-thing to tell her nonsense. She slips off the edge of her counter, and walks right past him (close as she can get so he'll feel her discordance shiver through him) and directly through a wall and away.
Be that way. See if she cares.]
No worries :D I'm okay with it, even if Cole's freaked