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"/So/? I knew that. This is different."

2015-11-01 11:51:54

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Jackson frowned. Oh no. He started it.

"Yes. Everyone knows that. I have a /fucking/ mismatched devil and angel to prove it. This is /not/ any different. Did you know in some places I could be /murdered/ for dressing like this? That I could of gotten kicked out of my home for looking anything close to a man? People treat me different when I dress like this. /Everyone/ treats me different when I dress like this. So no, this is no different. You physically feel different from what you think."

2015-11-01 11:55:46

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"I have no reason to treat you different. You're saying that since I'm a puppet who identifies as a human, I'm a human, and fuck to anyone who says differently? It doesn't work /with the human race in general/."

2015-11-01 12:02:46

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"I don't /identify/ as a gender. I /am/ a gender. /You/ aren't a puppet who identifies as human. You /are/ human."

2015-11-01 12:04:18

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"....then I'm a shit human." My nose didn't grow.

2015-11-01 12:08:21

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"All of us are."

2015-11-01 23:02:05

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"No, because you and everyone else are better than I am."

2015-11-01 23:02:56

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"You've talking to the person who attempted to murder their best friend. All of them."

2015-11-01 23:04:04

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"And then you apologized, and then they forgave you. /How/? How did you get them to do that?"

2015-11-01 23:05:14

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"..." She looked to Jackson, who had a worried expression before she bit her lip. "I didn't. I didn't even think I was worth forgiveness. They just...gave it to me."

2015-11-01 23:07:19

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".........exactly. Which is why I'll never be forgiven."

2015-11-01 23:09:25

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"You'll get it. You just have to work for it. I just...didn't expect anyone to forgive me. So I didn't try."

2015-11-01 23:11:52

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"You didn't nag them for it, so they forgave you gradually, I try too /hard/."

2015-11-01 23:12:45

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"You're too hard on yourself. "

2015-11-01 23:14:08

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"Because /apparently/ I'm a complete piece of shit."

2015-11-01 23:15:28

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"Again, so are the rest of us."

2015-11-01 23:16:14

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"No you're not."

2015-11-01 23:17:31

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"Yes I am."

2015-11-01 23:17:44

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"You're /not/. You're nice, kind, people like you."

2015-11-01 23:18:37

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"Yes she is." Lance spoke as he enteres the room.

Ivory looked to Lance. "Oh. Hey. Any leads on Dameien yet?"

2015-11-01 23:20:16

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Oh. Oh, Lance. I scrambled around trying to find my shirt, but the only thing I could get on in time was my hat, which I jammed back on over my eyes.

2015-11-01 23:21:28

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Lance said nothing until Madison turned to find his shirt. "Nice tattoo, and no."

2015-11-01 23:22:57

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Tattoo? "Jackson, /what/ did you paint?"

2015-11-01 23:23:32

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He grinned. "Go look."

"Bathroom has a full length mirror." Ivory informed him.

"Its just at the end of the hall." Lance added.

2015-11-01 23:25:55

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I slowly got up, trying not to look at Lance, or Kinsley for that matter, who was still staring at me and /wouldn't fucking stop/. When I found the mirror, I turned my back to it, and, very reluctantly, twisted my head around to look. .....oh. It's....beautiful. Is that a galaxy? All in purples. And it really /was/ completely covering my back. I twisted my head back, so I wouldn't screw it off again or whatever it was I'd done. At least it wasn't flowers...maybe I wouldn't mind this not coming off so much. I went back to Kinsley's room and stood outside, next to the door, while they talked.

2015-11-01 23:32:18