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aintjustaweapon) wrote2017-11-28 01:49 pm
aintjustaweapon) wrote2017-11-28 01:49 pm
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Lillian Aust
Clearly I ain't got time to answer today, so leave me somethin' and I'll get back to ya!
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[There's a long pause before her next message.]
It ain't your fault, Yosuke
It ain't your fault, Yosuke
maybe not
but
still sucks
shes ur sister and all
but
still sucks
shes ur sister and all
Yeah well
It's...
Kinda complicated.
Think I screwed that up years ago
Anyway
If you were hopin' I could help with angela
that clearly ain't the case
I'm sorry.
It's...
Kinda complicated.
Think I screwed that up years ago
Anyway
If you were hopin' I could help with angela
that clearly ain't the case
I'm sorry.
i guess i just assumed she wouldve said something
sorry
i was kind of wondering if ud seen her as a robot in your memories 2?
i thought maybe if someone else might be able 2 confirm it or not
sorry
i was kind of wondering if ud seen her as a robot in your memories 2?
i thought maybe if someone else might be able 2 confirm it or not
Sorry...
I ain't really seen her in my memories at all.
I ain't really seen her in my memories at all.
its ok
i guess thats a good thing bc it sound messed up
u been doing ok with all of that?
mems and stuff i mean
i guess thats a good thing bc it sound messed up
u been doing ok with all of that?
mems and stuff i mean
Yeah I'm managin'
Most of em are just weird?
Like sometimes I'm a high school girl
And other times I remember fightin' a bunch of other girls that looked just like me?
And one time I was fightin' Liz!
I had a giant axe!
None of it makes sense
Most of em are just weird?
Like sometimes I'm a high school girl
And other times I remember fightin' a bunch of other girls that looked just like me?
And one time I was fightin' Liz!
I had a giant axe!
None of it makes sense
well
stuff not making sense is pretty par 4 the course
so it sounds like ur in the thick of it with the rest of us
fighting urself tho?
or ur clones?
thats kinda creepy
stuff not making sense is pretty par 4 the course
so it sounds like ur in the thick of it with the rest of us
fighting urself tho?
or ur clones?
thats kinda creepy
Yeah.
Maybe I was rememberin' a dream or something?
Maybe I was rememberin' a dream or something?
Oh sure. Can't promise I won't fall on my ass a few times, but that sounds fun! [She chuckles.] My sister got all the coordination in our family.
And eh. [He could probably hear her shrug.]
Anything that's not Indian. Just not really a curry fan.
And eh. [He could probably hear her shrug.]
Anything that's not Indian. Just not really a curry fan.
thats a freaky dream if thats the case
hopefully that doesnt mean ur gonna b able 2 clone urself??
hopefully that doesnt mean ur gonna b able 2 clone urself??
Hah.
Probably not but
Man that could be fun.
Probably not but
Man that could be fun.
Hah. Probably.
You can't tell me it wouldn't be entertaining to have two of you runnin' around?
You can't tell me it wouldn't be entertaining to have two of you runnin' around?
[Derek chuckles.]
I'll try my best to catch you then. Though I might just fall down with you.
[Derek pauses for a second to think and then nods.]
Not Indian and no curry. Got it. I'll think of something. It'll be a surprise OK? Is 6:30 a good time to pick you up? Where do you live?
[Yes, and hour and a half should be enough time for him to get home, shower, change, pick of flowers, and drive over to her place without looking completely winded.]
I'll try my best to catch you then. Though I might just fall down with you.
[Derek pauses for a second to think and then nods.]
Not Indian and no curry. Got it. I'll think of something. It'll be a surprise OK? Is 6:30 a good time to pick you up? Where do you live?
[Yes, and hour and a half should be enough time for him to get home, shower, change, pick of flowers, and drive over to her place without looking completely winded.]
[A series of small creaks precede the low hum of bending springs within the mattress. It sinks in a bit, the extra several pounds of her metal limbs pushing down hard. It's dark––too dark to see anything. As her body settles into the frame of the bed and the creaking and humming and bending stops. There's only the sound of her breath, trepedatious and slow as she lays in darkness for long enough to make her wonder if her eyes are open or closed. She reaches out and gently touches her sister's shoulder with a single finger or in a different situation, the barrel of a gun. Not neccesarily try to wake her, but, well, there's worse ways to wake someone up when you've literally snuck into their bed. She lays beside her in silence, next to her sister. Thinking, thinking, thinking.
It reminds her of when they were especially young. You lay along your sibling and don't second guess it. You're close to your sibling and don't second guess it. Why can't she go back to that? Why can't the one person that can help her be allowed in? There's always something. Maybe she did run away, but who's the real failure of a sister? She wants to wrap her arms around her––what's left of her. And if that didn't wake her and terrify her, it would probably just hurt her. You can't hug your sister with such dangerous arms. Instead she settles for soft syllables from the tip of her tongue.]
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
I do not know how to swim in this ocean.
[Angela moves a bit closer to her sisters, nudging her forehead against Lillian's arm.]
I am ungrateful. I am a miserable worthless weak woman.
I torture you constantly.
I am not human. I do not think that I was ever human to begin with, sister. Something has been wrong with me for a long time, and I am sorry for making you part of it.
If you didn't wake up tomorrow, I wouldn't want to wake up either. I would not deserve it.
I want to be your sister.
[She's crying. A little bit. Not quite audibly so, but the finger on her shoulder trembles slightly, under the weight of tears that seem remarkably heavy. Heavier than her arms by a mile.]
So please keep waking up, Lillian.
It reminds her of when they were especially young. You lay along your sibling and don't second guess it. You're close to your sibling and don't second guess it. Why can't she go back to that? Why can't the one person that can help her be allowed in? There's always something. Maybe she did run away, but who's the real failure of a sister? She wants to wrap her arms around her––what's left of her. And if that didn't wake her and terrify her, it would probably just hurt her. You can't hug your sister with such dangerous arms. Instead she settles for soft syllables from the tip of her tongue.]
I am sorry.
Please forgive me.
I do not know how to swim in this ocean.
[Angela moves a bit closer to her sisters, nudging her forehead against Lillian's arm.]
I am ungrateful. I am a miserable worthless weak woman.
I torture you constantly.
I am not human. I do not think that I was ever human to begin with, sister. Something has been wrong with me for a long time, and I am sorry for making you part of it.
If you didn't wake up tomorrow, I wouldn't want to wake up either. I would not deserve it.
I want to be your sister.
[She's crying. A little bit. Not quite audibly so, but the finger on her shoulder trembles slightly, under the weight of tears that seem remarkably heavy. Heavier than her arms by a mile.]
So please keep waking up, Lillian.
Hah, that's almost romantic.
[Another teasing laugh.]
Yeah, that's fine. Don't have classes after two that day, so just text me before you come over. And hey, I love surprises.
[And she texts him an address for her apartment near the school.]
[Another teasing laugh.]
Yeah, that's fine. Don't have classes after two that day, so just text me before you come over. And hey, I love surprises.
[And she texts him an address for her apartment near the school.]
[It was hard to say exactly when Lillian woke up. She was a heavy sleeper and not unfamiliar to having someone in bed with her, so other than a faint shift, she didn't react much at all when Angela crawled in with her.]
[Her eyes eventually opened, looking away from Angela, trying to process the things she half-heard as she woke up. Eventually one part hooks into her attention, and she shifts, rolling over slowly to face her sister.]
[She brought a hand up silently to wipe across her cheek, brushing away a few of those tears. She smiled, but it was...sad.]
You are not worthless.
[A half-whisper, but emphatic.]
[Her eyes eventually opened, looking away from Angela, trying to process the things she half-heard as she woke up. Eventually one part hooks into her attention, and she shifts, rolling over slowly to face her sister.]
[She brought a hand up silently to wipe across her cheek, brushing away a few of those tears. She smiled, but it was...sad.]
You are not worthless.
[A half-whisper, but emphatic.]
The way that I am now, I'm no good to anyone. I hide things from you, I'm cruel to you, to so many people that only want to help me.
I am tired of this person. I want to be me again.
[Angela moves her body a bit closer, nudging her cheek against Lillian's hand.]
I was so worried about becoming a robot, I didn't realize that I already became one.
Please forgive me for the way that I am, now.
I am tired of this person. I want to be me again.
[Angela moves her body a bit closer, nudging her cheek against Lillian's hand.]
I was so worried about becoming a robot, I didn't realize that I already became one.
Please forgive me for the way that I am, now.
Oh like you even have to ask.
[She ran her hand along her sister's cheek and up into her hair.]
If you wanna go back to bein' who you were, then...that's what we'll do. But I know how wallowin' can feel, believe me.
[She smiled sadly.]
You're gonna have to try. Forcing yourself to be happy can be exhaustin' at first.
[She ran her hand along her sister's cheek and up into her hair.]
If you wanna go back to bein' who you were, then...that's what we'll do. But I know how wallowin' can feel, believe me.
[She smiled sadly.]
You're gonna have to try. Forcing yourself to be happy can be exhaustin' at first.
[Derek's face grows warm at Lillian's comment. She totally sees right through his attempt at flirting. Good grief is he going to be able to handle her?]
[Derek sees that he got her text and looks at the address.]
Oh, so you live near campus eh? I'm familiar with that area! And I'll text you before I come pick you up. See you Friday and good luck with that paper.
[Derek sees that he got her text and looks at the address.]
Oh, so you live near campus eh? I'm familiar with that area! And I'll text you before I come pick you up. See you Friday and good luck with that paper.
i totally can!
i know it bc ive done it
it sucked!
i know it bc ive done it
it sucked!
[Lillian laughed.]
Thanks, I'm gonna need it. And I'll see ya Friday, Derek. Later!
[Click.]
Thanks, I'm gonna need it. And I'll see ya Friday, Derek. Later!
[Click.]
sorta
it was like
me at my worst
walking around bein an ass 2 everyone
it was like
me at my worst
walking around bein an ass 2 everyone
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