mari, ouroboros
any
twenty six
june 25
lavender town, kanto
demisexual
nurse
ace
and i tried to save a life with these diamond hands of mine; but they're sharper than a knife
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MARISOL SIMONE
starbright [m]
POSTED ON Aug 3, 2022 4:57:35 GMT
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it's complicated when she wants to explain it. [break][break]
neither of her parents were in psychology, though with how interested father was, he may as well have been (he was so good at. manipulation and so good with people; he may as well). when she thinks back to how she used to be, she clicks her tongue, eyes maintain their gaze on him, though now they aren't looking at anything. she's only staring deep into her thoughts. [break][break]
when their eyes meet, there's a pause. he's heard her and, back then, she would have burst into a pool of red, stammering, anxious and desperate to push the topic aside. before, she would have been fearful of what he'd think, fearful of her words, fearful of herself and the world around her. [break][break]
has anything changed?[break][break]
"... no." it's nothing important that he needs to know (note the later part of that; he doesn't need to know). now, she doesn't bother to force the wry smile as her expression returns to its flat default. ".. it's nothing." she says again, now only with a soft crack to her soft voice. but based on the gaze he puts on her, he'll commit it to memory, even if he doesn't press on it. [break][break]
maybe it's the summer heat finally messing with her mind. [break][break]
it's finally clouding her judgement. [break][break]
she takes a deep breath - and this time it's a little shaky "it's nothing." she'll say with a shaky exhale. it's for herself.
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