pariahs and liars

michichans:

i love u wren

Jeez that was a bit mean don’t you think? I mean, I could be a scary kidnapper and you could have pushed my buttons! …Or something. 

I tried downing a ton of aspirin before and it didn’t work. It’s like a magic headache, no earthly technology or medicine can cure it or whatever. Least that’s what it seems like.

[; “ Believe me, kiddo; I’ve had my fair share of ‘scary kidnappers’ and other shitty encounters. If you were, you definitely wouldn’t want to take me. No value on the black market. 

daunanka

Do you ever have a pulsing in your head. Like, not a headache but it feels more like someone’s punching your brain. I’m having that right now, I guess I can deal with it every now and then but it’s been hours!

[; “ Yes. I’m having one right now, actually. The funny thing is it started when you opened your mouth. 

      “ Oh, oh no no no! I wouldn’t harm a fly, not even if it took a rest        ‘pon my salad– and they’ve done that many times! Ah– a        murderer has a sound? I thought they were silent– my        books tell me that, along with what color the sky is! Funny,        isn’t it? Can’t even look out my window to find a blue sky anymore–        ah, sorry; sorry! And thank you, Your voice is nice, too, I haven’t        heard another in a while. Say, are you saying you’re good just to        say it or are you really? I’m good, too, slightly happy good!        I found someone who doesn’t wear a mask. “

[; “ Flies . . . okay. Reassuring, I think. Haven’t really had the time to figure out what anyone’s saying, anyways. Sky hasn’t been blue in a long time, and no one’s been running to me for conversations. You . . . been up here for a while? I mean, why else wouldn’t you hear voices? Unless you hear them in your head. Ah--hope that’s not the case. Sorry. Tangents.

     “ If that’s what you believe, I won’t stop you. But you’re going to        be disappointed. “

And he withdraws his hands in an instant, easily pulling himself back up to his feet. He doesn’t look at the red, it’s sickening. He helped and his obligations end here. Chilled gaze rests on the others face for a moment, brow quirked.

    “ I’m not going to be the guy who leaves the girl in distress just for her       to throw a fit at a later date when she sees me again. You’re right,       I could’ve done that, so don’t bother me anymore or I will next time. “

[; “ Boo. Boooo. “

he’s so cold! like a galactic burst of fresh air. definitely not the hero of anyone’s story, but maybe an interesting side character? there’s always room for character development. (she wonders why he pulls away so quickly. maybe there’s a past hidden in this treasure.) gradually, slowly, checking all limbs, she rises alongside. all gentle sarcasm is lost; she stares right through him, patiently.

                    ;; cut OPEN my sternum and pull.

                            indpt. oc multimuse. please read rules before interaction.