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[fuckyou_chorus]

[ You might notice more and more people getting oddly touchy with each other, along with their strange red welts and cuts on their wrists, fingers, necks, arms... they might scratch them occasionally. Except when in the presence of a special person, of course.

Today, however, Marcy is... knitting? So many red tentacle-warmers. Aww. ]

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[healingcock]

[it's definitely a weird thing to see the angel of healing with cuts and welts all over his arms, esp. since they're not reviving]

Ughhhhh.

[currently smoking like a chimney in the Mess Hall, not touching his food]

[healingcock]

Well, no. The wounds don't hurt at all when I'm around him... but my heart does.

[watchmycannon]

[blinks again, kind of taken aback]

Ah.

...more than usual?

[healingcock]

Yeah. Like--like it felt when he broke up with me. That kind of feeling. It hurts, but... ugh, I can't leave him.

[watchmycannon]

[makes a confused face]

...Are the two of you back together, then?

[healingcock]

No! Yes! I don't know! These fucking feelings... I don't...

[watchmycannon]

...Well...

[takes a moment to try and figure out what he wants to say]

I know how... being apart from him has hurt you, Raphael, so-- if things there have improved, then I am-- happy. For you. But if it still hurts..?

[healingcock]

[laughs, humorlessly]

I don't know what's going on. This is so fucked up.

[watchmycannon]

[just. kind of sits there, at a loss]

How can I help?

[healingcock]

You can't. It's...

[shakily lifts his hand, holding out his pinky]

I wasn't connected to you. It only stops hurting when I'm with Raikou... and then it--it hurts differently.

[watchmycannon]

[...takes Raphael's hand between both of his]

...So it is Camp, then.

[healingcock]

[it hangs limply]

I guess? I don't know. It's... everything feels real. In a--really horrible way. David, I literally can't stop thinking about him, but when I do, it just makes me want to choke.

[watchmycannon]

[kind of flat]

...That seems particularly cruel of Camp, given your history together.

[healingcock]

Why couldn't it be you...

[watchmycannon]

[laughs, a little pained]

I don't want to cause you pain either, but it would have likely been a little better.

[healingcock]

God, I... I miss him so much. Everything we had. Everything--[swallows]--everything we went through. It's almost like the way I used to feel with him, when things were good... and--that feeling when he broke my heart, it's all mixed up together. I don't know what to think or feel anymore.

[lowers his head to the table]