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[regeneracy]

Who: Claire Bennet & Anyone
What: Acceptance. And...encounters. And maybe new people in the Amity house?
When: Right now.
Where: Crazy ass Amity house. In specific, the kitchen.
Warnings: Some possible blood and violence in a thread with Spike :3
How: actionspam

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[obiwanning]

Yeah, and bein' buckets a crazy is one of 'em. [ This is Dean, snatching the knife right out of her hands. ] The hell are you doing?

[regeneracy]

[Holy shit where had he popped out of? Claire looks honestly surprised for a few seconds, and then ashamed, but shame quickly turns into anger.]

Where in the hell have you been?! [She realizes that didn't answer his question, and she huffs, meeting his eyes and not looking away.]

I thought you were dead.

[obiwanning]

Around. And I hope you think fast, 'cuz your answer better be a helluva lot better than that if you're plannin' on using it as an excuse for why you're playin' Operation with yourself.

[regeneracy]

You've seen how lonely and depressed I was and you just were around and never came to talk to me? [She arches an eyebrow as she speaks, hoping he'd pick up on the clues that were the answer to his question. She quickly realizes this isn't how she wanted her first conversation with him after his walking out to go, so she frowns and ducks her head.]

I just needed to prove to myself I'm still real, that's all. It's not really something I can just explain to someone.

[obiwanning]

It's called giving you time to cool off, but apparently you couldn't manage to use it in any kind of healthy way. [ Staring pointedly at her arm. Yeah, Dean is really freaked out by that, okay, he's a little girl at heart. Also, special abilities give him the heebie jeebies, even if hers isn't Satanspawn special. ] Unless of course, I missed Grief through Acceptance and just got here in time for existential crisis.

[regeneracy]

I'm fine. [She laughs then, finding herself glad for his reaction. In her head, this means he still cares.] I managed it in a perfectly healthy way, up until I got so lonely that I took in baby dinosaurs to keep me company. They don't talk back, though, so -

[She cuts herself off there, and looks up at him. She's being a very big girl right now and is refusing to cry in front of him, even if she's coming close to doing it.]

You want a sandwich or something?

[obiwanning]

No, I don't want a damn sandwich. What I want's you to stop cutting yourself and callin' it a healthy anything.

[regeneracy]

I never said it was healthy, just that I'm fine. [She holds up her arm for him to see.] See? I don't have a mark on me.

[obiwanning]

Sure, your arm's not bleedin' all over the furniture, but the fact that you're doing it at all tells me you're pretty friggen' far from fine.

[regeneracy]

...fine, I'm pretty friggen' far from fine. [She wants to roll her eyes, but refrains. Instead, she turns her arm away so he can't see it anymore.] Can you blame me for being that way, though? This place really screws with you!