[That throbbing in his head, its way too familiar in the most sickening way.
no. No no no, not again.]
Nghh... get out.... [Immediately Malik tries to struggle against the force he had been free from so briefly these past few days.] I won't let you take over again!
So just GET OUT!
[He closes his eyes against the images now sharing his brain, searing into him and cutting open his memories to let them bleed all over his thoughts.] You murderer....
[The last memory he has, he had control of this body. He's not sure how his other half managed it, but it's a little vexing to say the least. Still, he hasn't spent all those years in the back of the mind for nothing. He knows a thing or two about observation - and waiting for the right moment. He gives an exaggerated sigh.]
But where would I go? Don't you know I belong here?
[The conjured images from his dream return as he pictures them in their shared mind, bloody hands doing bloody deeds. His other half, for so long he had been blissfully ignorant of what he has done.]
You're a liar. [He grits his teeth and screws his eyes shut, but to no avail. He can still hear everything, and worse, because of their shared existence he can still see everything. Its all inside. No way to hide from it.]
[He chuckles. Maybe he can feel the discomfort of his other half...he can be so transparent. But he figures he's given him enough time to be innocent. The brat was hardly ready to face the fact at the time the deed was done. Really, he ought to be thanked for his generosity.]
[reaction -> eventual call to voicemail]sternitfortemApril 20 2011, 06:51:55 UTC
[ And Juudai knows, alright, knows all the ways and the roads and the paths you find and run down to get away from yourself; knows what it is to seal up all the tender, soft parts of yourself, shut away things like mercy and pity and hope in forgotten places, bury them in unmarked graves. Bury them down where they can't hurt you anymore, can't distract you from the businesses of hate and revenge and breaking all the things that remind you of a world that only exists to crush you down. When it hurts your eyes to look at the bright, hot planes and edges of damning truths, it's a simple thing to realize all at once - that you don't have to look. You can turn away, close your eyes, sink into the depths and not look, not hear them calling your name, not remember what you can't have anymore
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no. No no no, not again.]
Nghh... get out.... [Immediately Malik tries to struggle against the force he had been free from so briefly these past few days.] I won't let you take over again!
So just GET OUT!
[He closes his eyes against the images now sharing his brain, searing into him and cutting open his memories to let them bleed all over his thoughts.] You murderer....
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But where would I go? Don't you know I belong here?
[The conjured images from his dream return as he pictures them in their shared mind, bloody hands doing bloody deeds. His other half, for so long he had been blissfully ignorant of what he has done.]
It's rather fitting, you and I.
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I've never lied to you.
[This is actually true.]
You've lied to yourself, maybe. You still do.
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