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[adropofjupiter]

[Phone]

[Marisa's not exactly sounding like herself today. In fact, she sounds a little freaked out though her voice is quiet.]

Um... What, uh... What happens when... ah. What happens when drones, um.... die?


[1125 Taylor (action)]

[Anyone passing by 1125 Taylor might notice the front door is half open and there sun reflects off of something thick and red dripping slowly down it.

[OOC WARNING: Marisa is now suffering the Postman's Curse for breaking into the post office. Any characters coming to 1125 Taylor may be subjected to bodily injury should they have physical contact with Marisa. PM me for more details if needed.]

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

...well, that must've sucked. So you were resurrected or something with your power?

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

My sister somehow brought me back to life by giving me some of her life. But it was the getting killed but surviving part that made me have this power.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Huh. Following so far... Sorta.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

That's pretty much the entire story.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

So how does that translate into you killing people just to kill them and Alice being terrified of you?

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

Alice being scared is an entirely different thing.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Then tell me about that cause that is a hell of a lot more important to me than you having died once and coming back to life with an ability to see death, ze.

[she points with her hand holding the beer as she says this. It really is more important.]

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

Sometimes I get really intense. If I'm about to die or someone I'm close to is about to....or if I feel like I really have to kill someone. When that happens, everyone around me probably feels like they're going to be killed by me. It's that kind of aura. I don't really mean to do something like that but my original family was a family of assassins. It's just burned in my blood as an instinct.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[She thinks about this for a moment, sipping her beer, with an unreadable expression. She's still hanging onto the fact that Alice loves him and trusts him.]

...and how many have you killed here? Not counting self-defense, ze.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

...one.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Huh. You made it sound like there was more than that.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

I don't like killing but the feeling of 'you will definitely die' is scary. But Alice knows I would never do anything to her, intentionally or unintentionally.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

You better not.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

...don't be an idiot.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

I have an obligation to say that, ze. Friend duty and all...

She trusts you and loves you. That's enough for me until something happens to change it.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

No, you just wanted to be a tough guy. Don't fool yourself.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

No. I didn't. Don't put words in my mouth.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

I'm so scared, tough guy.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

You keep that up and someday you will be.

[She huffs and finishes the bottle, grabbing another.]

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

I think I will keep it up.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Shut up.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

Make me.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Don't think I won't.

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[artwithknives.livejournal.com]

You won't.

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[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah?

[Setting the beer down out of the way...]