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Not sure I'm running away as much as seeing if Mark will let me go. If no, then certainly running.
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I'm becoming even more hateful of Mark with every moment. He's dressed like one of them, but that doesn't mean he is one, right? Why did I even ask? But... Is he helping me? Is he offering to let me get out of here? Giving me a moment? "Someone's…
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Wait did I hear that? I suddenly turn pale, tense, look up and down the hall. "What's going on, Mark? Are you really doing this?" Is he leading me into a trap? Why the hell did he ask if I'm in trouble then? "Are the corps after me? Are you one o…
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What? That's sudden. A sharp change in his attitude. Did I say something wrong? I've barely touched my food but I don't feel hunger... it's another feeling in my stomach. Unsettled. Once we get near the hall I ask, "what's going on? We going to th…
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How did he... he's looking at me. At my body. He whispers something surprising, though. I reply in whispers. "What?" he can probably tell that got to me, "no... why would you say that? I'm not as... strong as someone like... well... pretty much any…
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He's kind of going on about... nothing. I probably look a little dubious. "I'll just... have to give it a try, ok? I know the drokking rules," a little dry humor there, "just have to get the feel of the team. And uh... practice. A lot." A secret f…
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I watch the green cube go into his dirty mouth. Yeah... the bed thing still burns. I don't take a bite yet as he's watching me so closely. "It's... not everything. But it's something..." I wanted to play, but after the Zola thing I do look legitima…
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I try to answer him about that secret weapon thing, "yeah... but I thought you meant," I gesture roughly towards pod eight. My little scouting mission was more what I had in mind. I'm on the spot here. I stand there tight-lipped as he ignores me lo…
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Trainee, Corporal, same thing... a moment of a sarcastic expression as I wonder what's the difference. For the record, yeah. Kind of dorky. But I ain't saying. "Good morn..." ok this has gone far enough, "no... no wait... speedball? Since when am …
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That night and the long morning after left me exhausted, but oddly hopeful. Like.... a little less alone. Mi Sun saw into my head and wasn't afraid... means something right? --- Uhhh.... Stuck in the headlights for a moment. I really don't want t…
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I tilt my head a touch, nuzzling into my own crooked elbow. "It's a thing.... all right... well... just keep it quiet. There's still people in opsec who would probably be happy to..." I shudder to think of what they would actually do, instead I boil…
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Can I? Maybe. "You know... it's not like they told me why..." I choke up a little with the emotion of finally talking to someone about this, "I guess... see what I can do. Figure out how to suppress me. I heard them use that word a lot... suppress.…
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It hits me in my stomach, suddely feeling a little sick. A little dizzy... she did see too much. But... she doesn't seem afraid. Her eyes gleam in the meager light. I sigh, can't quite keep my eyes on hers... shameful secret, right? My eyes follow …
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I slide closer and slip off of the bed onto the floor with her, keep hold of her hand. "Some pretty gnarly stomm," I whisper, laying down on my side so we can look at each other. My eyes are red and I'm a little wet with sweat, "but it's all right.…
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Is that what she needs? I hesitate, hopefully not a moment too long, before reaching out to catch her hand. "Mi Sun!" I call to her, try to catch her hand, catch her eyes. She's not alone as long as I'm around... we've glimpsed eachother's secrets…
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Ashlee xp(4) Choices: My visions cure me (Of the condition creepy) and My visions show me what I must do. My question is what can I do to keep Mi Sun from being weird about me. I just want a friend. (If there's anything I can do)
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Ashlee Piercing the veil. (Dark+1) (Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 6, 4. Total: 11)
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I sigh, relax my grip on her wrist. "I don't need... this," I look out over the dreamscape, a melancholy little smile on my lips, "I don't know how you did this... it's amazing. But I don't want this... I don't want Mark... or... not Mark. Mi Sun..…
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The little hairs on my neck tickle in the breeze and I stumble over my words, weirdly feeling my toes in the sand of the other-worldy beach we find ourselves on. I turn away slightly as he touches my cheek. Zeke? My eyes narrow a bit, "Mi Sun? Ok …
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What? Seriously. I don't even know how to react to this. Later I'll probably wonder about Mi Sun's function charts and test aptitudes and all that... but right now... I know it's a dream. Of course. But... I still stare out at the beautiful... pin…
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I don't remember Mi Sun being so much taller than me. I'm confused about where we are, when we are. When she puts her arms around me I instinctively lean into her, curling into her arms. I close my eyes and shudder with years of pent-up pain. It's…
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My mind is confusion. Those feelings of being a child, alone, and just wanting someone to care are so strong in the fevered confusion of my nightmare. I want to wake up... end this... but the lost child inside me years for someone to cry with, to c…
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Wait... she's here? Here in the lab? Mi Sun was calling to me all along. Was it her in the deprivation chamber? The attendant is still there, shaking her head... Mi Sun is here... there.... then? I stir from the bed, where I'm curled up just as I …
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Usually I wake up... but I lived this. And Mi Sun's presence with me makes it last. They carry me (I'm never sure who carries me, after the test it's hard to know what's real and what isn't) through a hall painted a clinical green back to my room. …
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Ashlee Opening my dreams for a psychic to enter. (+2Dark) (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 3, 4. Total: 9)
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I'm pretty sensitive to little things. Boredom... repetition. Years spent in a single room between hours or days spent in macabre experiments. You get used to how things feel, smell, sound, and when they're not just right it stands out. This isn't …
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"Encroach?" nervous laugh. That's not a nice word. We hold that look for a long moment, then i lower my head and settle in. "I'll try and sleep, ok? You do what you wanna do..." I take a deep breath and let it out slow.... then say quietly towards …
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Overshare, yeah... but you know. It's not a big deal, or at least it shouldn't be. I hadn't asked about it... figured she's heard enough stomm about it. Jace is probably just... confused. He's so close to her. "Yeah... let's sleep... hmm. Wait so I …
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Of course. Zero messages. But right now that's kind of a relief. I walk out of the bathroom wearing my simple white tee and gray sweats down to the mid-calf. I quietly step past Mi Sun and return her smile as I slip onto her bed. I lay on my back f…
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She startles me, but then it makes me smile, her energy. I watch as she gathers the blankets and hurries back over to make her bed and chat about dream Ollie. Not a real person, you know? I see my things sitting where she left them, consider changi…