Darya
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Post by Darya on Sept 6, 2016 2:44:08 GMT -6
Was this cat thick or something? Despite my fearfulness, I can't help the flicker of irritation that passes through my body and joins my slight shudder with a minor prickling along my spine. My eyes narrow slightly and flit over her, before I sigh. Is she trying to get me to fight her? Because if that's the case, I won't. She's right about one thing, I'd much rather run then fight. I try not to look like I fear for a scolding as I speak up. I don't do very well, but I'm not sure it really matters by this point, "Just cause I can fight, doesn't mean I wanna. 'Sides, have you seen how little I am, they'd gang up and kill me before ya could even blink." I shudder at the thought, momentarily forgetting my fear for this cat, or even her presence, as I try to shove the memories deep into the crevice within my mind. "I in't gonna explain, cause you think different, if you met them, you'd understand." My head lowers slightly, then flits up as I remember to be fearful, merely out of habit than anything.
How broken are you when fear surpasses an impulse and becomes a habit? However bad that is, I think I've reaches that point, and am now teetering on the edge of the precipice that leads to running off it for fear of something else. My eyes scan everything, once, twice, three times before they finally return to her, and I get to my paws. I don't want to stay on this topic, and it seems to be all she wants to speak of despite my best efforts to change the subject. Not that my best was admittedly good, but still. Can't she tell I've had enough? Or maybe my fear of everything has led to her brushing off my evident fear of bringing up my memories. I take a step back, toward the way I'd seen the path. Then another. "I think I should go..."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2016 7:32:59 GMT -6
Ruby nodded at Darya's speech. "I don' even know how many cat's your reefering to by tthem but.... I'm not them. I'm me. You don't have to be afrais of me." she said. "Go if you think you should, but I won't hurt you if you stay." she added, turning towards the water. (I keep getting really short, sorry.)
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Darya
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Post by Darya on Sept 27, 2016 3:02:50 GMT -6
(No problem, sorry for dying *frowns at how many times I've said that today*)
She doesn't understand. She'll never understand. Part of me hates that, envys her on everything she has that I don't, or perhaps what she lacks. Yet the majority of my soul is glad, because I don't want anyone else to have to deal with everything I do. This cat just doesn't get me, and I think I'm glad of that. Yet still, my fear propels me, despite her constant reassurances. She just can't get off the topic of my past, and it's trying on everything that keeps me sane. And alive. "I'm sorry...I don' wanna be scared of you, really. It's just...you wouldn't understand..." I shake my head, hardly realising I'm still backing away until I stop as she turns toward the water, uttering something that sounds like yet another reassurance. I shake my head slowly, then a little faster. Then stop. "I-I'm sorry...I...bye..." I peer around once more, fur prickling along my spine ever so fearfully, before I whip around and dash off up the path that leads away from here. She doesn't understand me. No one does.
(Well...she's gone...hehe)
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Post by Deleted on Sept 27, 2016 12:13:00 GMT -6
Ruby looked up after a while to see that Darya was gone. She probably could have easily predicted that, but she was alightly sad. No one really believed when she told the truth, and she had a feeling that the worl would appreciate her lies more.
(End of thread. Again, really short...)
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