Hi, baby-girl.

Are you still crying? Daddy's here. Daddy's
gonna make it all okay, you just see, daddy's going to pick up those
tears and store them in a dark-dark closet and fill your dreams with
butterflies.

Just, don't you know, baby-girl, that daddy's a dead, flesh-eating monster?

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I'll put your bones in someone else ( Read more... )

Aleyna stares over at Wilhiem with a deadpan. "I worry for you sometimes."

[Wilhiem] says: Just sometimes? Don't' step on a dead bird, by the way.

[Wilhiem] says: I mean to leave them here to deliver a message.

Aleyna rolls her eyes and moves near him, avoiding all bird corpses as she goes. "What, so they'll carry it back to their bird nest? ( Read more... )

[21:30:51][G] [Wilhiem]: "Learn to take a 'no' for an answer for a change."

[21:30:57][G] [Aleyna]: "What?"

[21:31:07][G] [Wilhiem]: Snickering.

[21:31:20][G] [Aleyna]: "I never take no for an answer. All I hear is a world of YES!"

[21:31:41][G] [Wilhiem]: "And all I can hear is piercing, wailing denial."

[21:31:53][G] [Wilhiem]: "Music for ( Read more... )

Wilhiem snickers. "...Duskwood?"

[Shepard] says: That'd work for me. Reminds me of home.

[Wilhiem] says: Is it the lack of sunlight or the swarms of undead?

[Shepard] says: Both, I think.

[Shepard] says: Can't forget the trees.

[Wilhiem] says: I thought it was just roses and drugs.

[Shepard] says: Roses, drugs, wine and top hats.

[Wilhiem] says: And ( Read more... )

I don't write stories.

If I ever wrote them they would not make sense, and they will twist and turn my words and tongue like a shriveled up leaf on a tree, that last damn annoying leaf that refuses to give in to the final embrace of winter.
And I mean, you'd hate that leaf. You would loathe that leaf with every fiber of your being and every ( Read more... )

I don't want this.
It's really the last thing I want.
But there is always a line you shouldn't cross, things you shouldn't do-

Responsibilities.

I owe people so much.

At the very least, a slither of patience. I can be patient. To a point.

But then I close my eyes and I'm terrified when I think that this could be exactly what she wants.

Run, running-

Scare ( Read more... )

Moira waits until Wil is gone, of course. Once he is, she bars the house - first, the main entrance, then the bedroom entrance. Next, the failsafe - she wasn't about to stab herself in the stomach again. She hooks an IV bag on the bedpost. Next, she secures a brace alongside it. There, she places a syringe. piercing the tubing. The syringe is ( Read more... )

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[02:12:19][Aleyna] says: Hey, it's true! Our researcher Natharai was missin' his. And a lot of other things. His body was a wreck.

[02:12:24][Aleyna] says: You look better than him, all told.

[02:13:33]Wilhiem guides her hand by the wrist and lets her fingertips trace the ugly wad of a burn-scar on the left side of his chest. His heartbeat is ( Read more... )