*Nuzzles* Ahem... you started it :p What you want to do with this (delete it, use it, throw my leggy boy of leggy-ness out the house) is up to you ;p
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The man cocks his head to one side, considering her for long minutes as she gets herself under control. He speaks again without taking the time for gentle platitudes.
"You can go insane here." He begins bluntly, eyes hard. "Bat shit fucking insane. We've all seen it. You can also be free here. Freer than you've ever known or thought possible. If you stay in here, locked away and afraid will never leave, and will go out of your mind. He," he waves one long boney hand at Dancer, "can not find you a way out. No one can. Except you. That's how it works."
She looks a little more panicked at those words but he sees, behind her eyes, the presence of steel. He knows she has the strength to walk, he watched her walking the street alone, but whether she would find it in her to accept help is another matter. She's proud, this little girl, in a way that was much akin to Eddie. Proud but so used to being hurt so badly.
Seriously, N. You have my mouth just dropping open. You are just being damn brilliant right now and I am so happy to be reading this. And it was gorgeous and lovely and even though I'm not too sure who everyone is it honestly doesn't matter because I'm sucked in.
Heh. Not sure who everyone is... I could fix that for you. You wouldn't be sleeping until like midday tomorrow, though. Maybe I'll just sum up in emails, especially since, as you can see, I'm not the only creator of this piece of fiction.
Eddie's awesome. That entire set of stuff started solely with "Here is Eddie. He's really not nice, but at the same time he really is as long as there's someone holding his leash... Who the fuck could hold this guys leash."
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"You can go insane here." He begins bluntly, eyes hard. "Bat shit fucking insane. We've all seen it. You can also be free here. Freer than you've ever known or thought possible. If you stay in here, locked away and afraid will never leave, and will go out of your mind. He," he waves one long boney hand at Dancer, "can not find you a way out. No one can. Except you. That's how it works."
She looks a little more panicked at those words but he sees, behind her eyes, the presence of steel. He knows she has the strength to walk, he watched her walking the street alone, but whether she would find it in her to accept help is another matter. She's proud, this little girl, in a way that was much akin to Eddie. Proud but so used to being hurt so badly.
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Heh. Not sure who everyone is... I could fix that for you. You wouldn't be sleeping until like midday tomorrow, though. Maybe I'll just sum up in emails, especially since, as you can see, I'm not the only creator of this piece of fiction.
And also, more love. :D
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Uhmm...
EddieEddieEddieEddieEDDIE!!!
*luffs*
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He's love!!
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