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[ Mirror Alex is in the kitchen spinning the illest cherry pie you ever wished you'd been a good enough person to see. Your tongue would want to have sex with this pie if your tongue was conscious and had functioning sexual organs. This pie is the biz.
Or it will be, when it's finished. But even the cooking process is hella hardcore. Only a pussy ( Read more... )
Or it will be, when it's finished. But even the cooking process is hella hardcore. Only a pussy ( Read more... )
TO THE KITCHEN, HUZZ- oh. ]
O- oh.
[ She shifts nervously from one foot to the other, wondering if she can somehow get her tea without bothering... that guy over there, who she can't properly identify yet.
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Oh. Right. It's you.
[ So he turns around properly, and gives her a look that definitely isn't filled with love. ]
So I guess you look well.
[ (Technically so does he but) that is so not fair. ]
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[ Ohh, him!
When she sees who this is she's instantly relieved, not for any tea-related reasons, but because he's here and not horribly mauled and okay and she's happy and takes one hesitant, then several quicker steps towards him. ]
You too! I'm- I'm so glad you're okay, when she came back I was so scared and there were all those... all those bees and I- I didn't see what happened, but you're- you're- you look all, all right and and she's gone a-and....
[ She stops. ]
...Are... are you mad at me?
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She seems like the kind of person who would really not want to know what happened to him.
A glance up and down the kitchen confirms that they're the only people there. ]
She broke all my fingers off, [ he says in a wavering voice, watching her. ] Froze my hands first and then just snapped them off. Then she cuh. You know, cut off my clothes and [ Okay maybe this was a bad idea this is actually quite traumatic but GDI HE IS TORMENTING HER. ] And tied me to this really big, really kinda nice, you know, silver plate, with like the crenellations around the edge or whatever. And gravy. She made, you know, this gravy. This kinda. Scalding. ( ... )
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It's just that when you have memories of years and years of being forced to sit by as you watch somebody who looks just like you killing and torturing others, well, it's not the umpteenth horror story that's going to have the most impact; it's realising that you finally live in a place where victims at least get to have another chance.
With that, and tears in her eye, she takes the last few steps forward and draws M!Alex into a hug. ]
I'm so glad she remade you!
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...it's mostly because he kind of feels like somehow that retaliation wasn't well-thought-through. He's kinda torn his own cuts back open, here.
He laughs slightly.
No, wait, that's not laughter. That's him beginning to cry. Boy never was good at keeping his emotions on the inside. ]
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...Or unless the situation calls for nothing but yet more hugging and perhaps a whisper every now and then, reassuring Alex that it's okay, that the creature is gone now, that everything is going to be all right.
What do you mean it might kill everyone on the other side, return and then finish the job here? Nobody asked you, so shut up, voice in Elle's head! ]
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