hooked into machine.

      ok, so, it turns out i’m not so good at running two blogs. for that reason, i will be returning warren to MY MULTIMUSE. i’ll be more than happy to keep any and all relationships formed and continue all threads. thank you for the patience !

            > Your skills are impressive, but your presence is unwelcome. Desist.

     “are there ever moments when you see your reflection and don’t recognize it as yours ?”  warren’s been trying for a while to find the words to encompass this feeling. as if their body is foreign, something they don’t necessarily connect to themselves. as if their body isn’t theirs. they don’t feel this all the time, but it’s--- it’s often enough. and they think pris might get that overwhelmed-not mine-foreign feeling. “i have to stand there and stare for a second before i recognize my reflection sometimes. having a body can be so strange.”

      “what is all this ?”  they know it’s makeup, but that’s about all they know. there’s so many kinds of powders and creams and brushes, they can’t help but wonder. warren picks up a brush delicately, examining it and the powder clinging to it curiously. “this is a lot of makeup.”

      “i don’t belong here,” they say, eyes stubbornly fixed on the innards of the computer they’re examining. there’s comforting, reassuring order in the components, and it’s a much needed distraction from an uncertain future. “this is a school for mutants, but i’m not a mutant. i’m just here because no one knows where to put me.” their eyes flick to hers, just for an instant, and there’s resignation in warren’s dark eyes. “and please don’t lie. i’d rather hear the hard truth than a nice lie.”

      warren hadn’t always been so hyperaware. once, they would’ve let the soft sound pass without incident. they might’ve gone to investigate the sound, even. now the unexpected sound makes them freeze, senses straining, because they’re a deviant and--- before warren can panic too much, they finally spot the source of the noise. “oh. hello,” they say to the fox. “you scared me. you shouldn’t sneak up on people. it’s rude.”

not that warren minds the wait this time. they’ve been enjoying their time spent with jim, and learning about motorcycles has been fun. warren never had a big brother, but if big brother’s are anything like jim, they think it must be pretty nice.