[Dot finds this whole 'behaving' thing to be really incredibly boring. It's a travesty, but she's really starting to get bored with sex too.]
This is almost as bad as the last time Esau grounded me. They just locked me in my room, let me go hungry and everything, not that it fuckin' mattered.
[Sitting in the grass, she has a jar full of bugs in
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Is Jacob a friend of yours from home?
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Hell no. He and his stupid brother fuckin' kidnapped me.
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Are the others you mentioned your friends?
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Nah, I'm still fucking leashed, and the Queen's almost more strict about shit. Worst Esau ever did to me was ground me to my room, they've fuckin' monks, they're not gonna hurt me.
[She gives Epsilon a speculative sort of look.]
You really wanna hear about them?
[Because she'd love to talk about them. Loves the sound of her own voice, an awful lot.]
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I'd like to hear about them, yes. [Epsilon likes to listen.]
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[Dot sets aside her jar of bugs, looking at the mirror as he curls her fingertips over the toes of her shoes.]
There's about twenty of us, or something. Most of them have been there longer than me, except Jan and the other fishbitch.
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A person who's part fish, like a mermaid? [Epsilon smiles, a little apologetically, as she has only her children's fairy tales to go on, where such things are concerned.] We have no people of your kind in my world. Only humans, robots, and animals.
You must miss your friends.
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[They could go out, as long as they behaved.]
I don't know how many things like us there are. I didn't know there were other monsters, until I met them. Cause I'm not really like them either.
[She frowns.]
And they're not my friends. Well. Some of them maybe. But not must of them. Polina's a fucking cunt.
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[She nods, interested.] You're not human, but you're not a separate species?
I see. It's easy for tensions to run high in a closed group like that. I'm glad you have some friends there.
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[She still only looks about eighteen or nineteen as it is...]
I was born from some human bitch, like almost a century and a half ago. [Nice way to talk about your mom, bitch.] But I'm the only one like me.
Most of us are like that. Unique, but... [She pauses to think up an example.] Like the nightmares. They're all dreams, but they're of different things and they, uh... manifest differently.
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