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[Christine] E-mail sucks
Simply because a thing is instinctual doesn't mean you can't put it into words.
She looked at it. Deleted.
All the work that I have done earns more credit than 'it just is'. 'It just is' implies stagnation.
She growled. Deleted.
It is not the same, because you are not the same. You've changed and in the pro
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[Christine] Bad news
Hard to tell how long it had been since the bodies had been ... stapled ... to the fire-blackened walls. The door was open to the elements and decay was all but nil. Looking back over her shoulder she could see nothing blocked her exist, and all was still except for ghostly wisps that ignored her.
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[Christine] Unexpected
Christine heard the doorbell. She came up from the basement and furrowed her brow a little at array of bright vehicular lights she saw in her driveway; the ghoul was already at the door as she glanced out the window and peered through the curtains ( Read more... ) -
[Christine] Unsatisfying
Ooc: I got a bit under four hours of sleep and was trying to rectify that as I wrote the end. I'm sure it shows. Will review sometime I am not on a screen where I have four lines of text. Good night!
Ic: A hundred years ago there had been a coterie. She recalled it with the filter of a time fondly looked at, but acknowledged that was back before ( Read more... ) -
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OOC: As I look at Christine throughout her history somehow I find it kind of funny that no matter how far she has come, she often has to be dragged kicking and screaming to a place that's good for her. She's not really very good at changing at all, is she? -
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She went for a walk, angry (Alone.) and hit a car's side-mirror with toughened muscles.
She looked at it. And laughed. Then hit another one. (Find a coterie.)
A third. (Stay alone!)
Ha! (Like minded people.) She hit a fourth, knocking the piece of metal off and sending it skittering away across the pavement. Flickering sparks - light reflecting off ( Read more... ) -
[Christine] Sheriff
She'd almost given up on Albany ( Read more... ) -
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Charred again. She brushed at flaking black skin, smearing it into ash ( Read more... ) -
Studying the animal
There was nothing easier, and nothing more telling, than goading the inner animal in someone else.
He'd warned her, but she had expected him to back down, to be put off by her. Instead he'd met what she'd brought, and had enough reserve to stop before overtaking. Surprising, considering his affection for human ways. She'd been the one who had to ( Read more... ) -
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Phantoms! Whenever I think I fully understand our purpose on earth, just when I foolishly imagine that I have seized upon the meaning of life ... suddenly I see phantoms dancing in the shadows, mysterious phantoms performing a gavotte that says, as pointedly as words, "What you know is nothing, little man; what you have to learn, immense."
- Charles ( Read more... )