[62] Everyone has a limit.

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[Cissie's using text today, because she is cranky and wants some privacy.]

This flood sucks. The last one was better. [And yes. She was stuck with O'Brien for that one.] And Admiral, this had better be temporary. I don't need two inmates.

[Filtered away from Sylar. Sorry Sylar.]So, Barge. You like discussing things ad nauseum. Here's a

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[gray_atonement]

[And Sylar, far past sighing and whining, is busy reading a book a few feet away from her at her own desk. He lifts a finger casually, at random, without lifting his gaze, to knock the headphones out of her ears in a subtle show of his abilities.]

"You can't ignore me forever."

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[notarrowette]

[Cissie starts and gives a surprised grunt. She glares at him and sticks the headphones back in place. It's childish and she's past caring.]

Yes, I can. I can at least ignore you until this flood is over.

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[gray_atonement]

[Sylar let the book fall gently to rest in his lap before looking up at her. The headphones fell out again.]

"I'm not sleeping on the floor. If you really want to share a bed with someone you're so angry with, then fine."

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[notarrowette]

[She glared at him again and crossed her arms.]

You really think I'm letting you back in my bed?

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[damesuccubus]

One thing? How could you possibly choose?

Sitting in the lady of the house's chair is unforgivable, as is carrying a child before she does, not standing when the she rises, speaking out of turn or not paying her a compliment. It is unforgivable to steal from a lady, to wear the same colour kirtle, or to spit or be bare footed in a lady's presence.

Those things I cannot forgive.

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[notarrowette]

[Oh lord, Petronilla. You might actually make Cissie smile.]

Those are very grave offenses, it's true.

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[goodgrasshopper]

[Those casual words are fooling exactly no one, Cissie.]

What happened?

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[notarrowette]

[DARN YOU, BEST FRIEND RADAR.]

...I'm stuck with Sylar. If I go more than five feet from him, we both get sick.

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[goodgrasshopper]

...And he did something awful that he's trying to be forgiven for? What did he do?

[suddenly that bewildering conversation with Sylar is starting to make sense]

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[notarrowette]

Am I really that obvious? I was going for vague.

[AVOID, AVOID]

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[buywithme]

I don't think anything is unforgivable, but I do think that... you shouldn't have to withstand things indefinitely. If someone does something to you... and you express to them that it hurt you, and that it is wrong, but they keep on doing it? Or they find other ways to do it, without ever seeming to learn or care that it's hurting you?

Then eventually, I think you have to stop allowing that person to do those things to you. It doesn't mean that it can't be forgivable.

[He's thinking about O'Briiiiiiennnnnn a little bit :c]

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[notarrowette]

...There's a saying. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. Like that?

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[buywithme]

Yeah, like that. Only, not really like that, because, still shame on them, and you shouldn't feel ashamed for trying to be forgiving, but... well, eventually you get a choice about whether you're treated badly or not. I think that sometimes you need to walk away.

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[notarrowette]

...Do you think we let ourselves be treated badly? Like, is there some signal we give off or something?

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[t_x_unit]

Forgiveness is irrelevant to me.

Non-Sylar:

[notarrowette]

Good for you.