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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2017 10:47 am
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Alexis was tired. It couldn't be their fault that the magic didn't want to listen to them, that it worked more on their subconscious than anything else -- it would be a personal failure. And while they were disgusting, a husk of a person more suited for violence than anything else, they weren't that much of a failure -- they had control. Calm. They were doing fine, even if the way people looked at them was -- they didn't have to think about it if they didn't want to.
They didn't have work today, they didn't need to worry about losing track of time, so...sometimes it was just nice, really, to relax in Other Ashdown and let the rain drench them to the bone, in the hollowed-out echo of a building on the other side. So what if it was the echo of the building Zac lived in? It was a good closeness, and it made them feel more secure, more even.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 8:47 pm
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"I," Alexis said, with gritted teeth, their eyes still closed, "am trying to relax, what do you want?" 'How do you know my name' might have been a valid question once, but - they were getting used to everyone knowing their name here for one reason or another. They recognized her voice, barely, from the void.
But that was all fuzzy, and none of it was clear, and so it didn't matter except that it had.
(They were wearing one of Zac's shirts. And one of his jackets, actually. It was ill-fitting on their form, given the height difference, but with a scrunchie to take care of the excess fabric they made it work.)
The rain doesn't touch them - their clothes, their hair, are perfectly dry.
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