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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 4:56 pm
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Shiloh nodded, and then nodded again as the server came back to drop off their drinks. He reached for the chocolate milk greedily, holding it between both of his hands as he took a sip. "They were just tryin' to save their friends."
Jeremiah's gaze didn't go unnoticed, but Shiloh still couldn't help glancing away at the mention of the key. He was still admittedly new to the principal thing (and Micheal hadn't given him a whole lot of direction in their brief meeting), so he wondered if there was anything new that he could do as the key, but... he shrugged, nodded again, took another sip in silent agreement.
"Yeah, I've talked with them." He was focused on the glass in front of him now, licking remnants of chocolate from his lips. "During the sunrise, right after we came out of the void. Like, you remember seeing her right? And then she was gone?"
He twirled the pen around in circles on the table.
"They're different now."
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 8:29 am
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"Well, yeah, but—" He found it hard to get his words in order, his thoughts aligned, "The mannerisms, the way they act, it's—I don't know..."
He took a deep breath. "We weren't trying to cage them, but that's how it happened." Shiloh felt ashamed, his guilt starting to bleed through his proverbial sleeve, "They were breaking apart. We just wanted to try 'n stabilize them. But..." He furrowed his brow, "They don't seem to remember much from before, like who they were. They said that we—"
He cut himself off again, weighing his thoughts, his pros and his cons and his secrets. "They said they had to obey me 'n whatever I said." He sucked in a breath, "It's bullshit. Bullshit. Micheal just passes me this ******** baton and no one tells me anything—"
He was more or less ranting quietly to himself now, days upon days of pent up frustration pouring out of him like a broken dam. He'd been doing well to hold it in.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 10:21 pm
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Jeremiah just listened as Shiloh got it all out and then rubbed a hand across his face. It was, in all honesty, a lot to put on the shoulders of a teenager. Even if Shiloh was a noble, even if he was strong, it was still a lot.
"Magic has a habit of doing that. Working in ways you didn't quite want it to work in or taking a different idea you had and going another way ..." He took a sip of his drink. "Yet, you've stepped in for Michael, Shiloh, and you're the key?" Because he saw the way the young man had gotten shifty-eyed at that word. "There's a lot of potential in that. You've caged her but you could, at some point, easily undo that."
Still- Shiloh was now on a different list. To be protected because he was not going to see things go down the same path.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 6:16 am
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"It's just frustrating." He said, a little dreary, maybe melodramatic. "You're handed all these things without much direction. I hate rushing in blind, but it's all I've done so far." Now he was playing with his hands again, picking his nails, rubbing his wrists through his sleeves, mildly uncomfortable.
"I don't want to let anyone down. I haven't told anyone other'n Jamie." His eyes glittered with something caught between anger and pain, "S'funny, cause I wanted to get involved to protect him in the first place, but now I feel like I'm the one dragging him deeper into s**t." He laughed out a sound that dripped with self loathing, "Christ I hate this s**t sometimes."
"I mean, I accept this, I asked for it so it's my problem." Being responsible was hard, "It just sucks. It's like I'm hurting s**t more than I'm helping it."
azuredreams this got kinda sad uh oops
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 8:01 pm
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Shiloh didn't like to be talked down to. He especially didn't like it from adults, and even though he knew Jeremiah wasn't trying to do that, his brain was naturally hardwired. It sucked. It was years and years and years of adults trying to act like they knew what was best for him when they never even listened at all. Going against that instinct was hard.
"I..." He sucked in a breath, sighed, "I know." He wouldn't dare leave Jamie behind, but it still stung. "We're equals, Jame 'n I. We decided that a while ago." And he wouldn't do anything to tamper with it. Deep in his heart, he knew Jamie probably struggled with feelings like this too; rooted in his soul, bleeding with shame, things he could never talk about. Maybe he should sometime. "We're in it together, as much as anyone else is."
He brought his eyes back up to Jeremiah's, looking a little sullen still but also resolute. "I guess all anyone can do is try..." The way he said it made it sound like a cop-out answer, but he didn't seem willing to elaborate on it any further. This discussion turned heart-to-heart was not what he was looking for. Grabbing his glass of milk, he gave it a halfhearted sip. "S'all we can do."
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2017 8:59 am
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That laugh was probably a sign of growing up too fast. It was hard not to be cynical, and Shiloh had come a long way, but...
"Two months..." His brow furrowed. "I don't think I talked to you in that time. Or well, what would've been your fetch."
He took a deep breath, but he had a certain look of understanding. "It can be hard to tell," he started, "I was only gone for the summer, but it felt like almost a year." That place destroys you." He sounded somber, mature, not nineteen, "It rips you apart. Breaks you down. Rebuilds you. I tried like hell to run, to fight back, but you never win. Especially--"
Something glazed over in his eyes, and he paused, and then he picked up again at another tangent.
"I thought they would be done after the ball. I didn't think they'd try 'n pull that s**t for a while." And then he paused, "Was... was anyone else taken? Any others?"
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