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birdkiddie[And here you have a little Loli, screaming.She wouldn't normally do that, not from shock, surprise or fear, but this-
HER WINGS ARE GONE. Sure, they are replaced with something else and the only ones that knew about them were Gokudera, Poland and Elaine to begin with, but that doesn't mean that this is any less scary. Changes in appearance mean ALWAYS bad things in her canon, at her canon point. mean experiments. Scientists. Suffering.
And then she's just standing there, staring at the wall of one of the hallways, face white and scared.]
It isn't supposed to be like this... please, somebody...
[She wants to look into somebody's head, to know that she can still do at least that, but again, nobody but Elaine knows about that ability and it better stay that way.]
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HER WINGS ARE GONE. Sure, they are replaced with something else and the only ones that knew about them were Gokudera, Poland and Elaine to begin with, but that doesn't mean that this is any less scary. Changes in appearance mean ALWAYS bad things in her canon, at her canon point. mean experiments. Scientists. Suffering.
And then she's just standing there, staring at the wall of one of the hallways, face white and scared.]
It isn't supposed to be like this... please, somebody...
[She wants to look into somebody's head, to know that she can still do at least that, but again, nobody but Elaine knows about that ability and it better stay that way.]
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Date: 2010-04-26 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-04-26 07:08 pm (UTC)[And there she's running. She'd like to just burst out a window but she can#t work those wings yet.]
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Date: 2010-04-26 07:30 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-04-26 08:22 pm (UTC)Jack immediately makes himself look as nonthreatening as possible. He crouches down, dangling his hands limply over his knees to show that he's not looking for a fight, and doesn't have any weapons in his hands, though his wrench is still tucked into his pants.]
Hi. I'm Jack.
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Date: 2010-04-27 06:42 am (UTC)What do you want?
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Date: 2010-04-27 11:16 am (UTC)I saw that you were scared. I wanted to help, to make sure you were safe.
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Date: 2010-04-27 01:09 pm (UTC)[Stopping, but even more on alert.]
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Date: 2010-04-27 01:14 pm (UTC)[Sighs a little.]
I have five children, so I get worried when I hear a scared kid.
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Date: 2010-04-27 01:17 pm (UTC)You don't look very old.
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Date: 2010-04-27 01:23 pm (UTC)I'm not. I adopted them.
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Date: 2010-04-27 01:27 pm (UTC)[And now her mind's carefully reaching out for him.]
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Date: 2010-04-27 01:40 pm (UTC)Masha is eleven, Gillian is nine, Peggy and Lola are seven, and Lily is six.
[She may see some disturbing things in there--Jack's short life has been violent, and he's killed frequently to survive attacks from insane, deformed Splicers.
And yet to contrast with his ugly memories, his thoughts are gentle and tinged with longing as he thinks of his daughters. Connected to them are images of catching a snarling, yellow-eyed girl and touching her face with a hand full of light; afterward, she looks up at him with blue eyes and bobs a little curtsy, whispers, "Thank you, mister. You saved me."]
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Date: 2010-04-27 03:07 pm (UTC)[She suddenly seems less nervous, still not trusting him, but calmer. Now she can start to look through information and decide based on that - normal Max would do the thinking and planning, but she isn't here.]
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Date: 2010-04-27 03:15 pm (UTC)[There are also stray thoughts to suggest that Jack is himself a result of experimentation--she might catch a glimpse of a photograph of a baby with electrodes and wires trailing from its head, a slightly odd looking baby, as if it's growing much too fast; Jack is aware of this child as himself, although he has no memories of that time.
There's also the phrase 'Would You Kindly' scrawled in red across a large bulletin board, and this image comes with a load of bitterness--it connects to thoughts of being a slave, and an inability to trust his own mind.]
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Date: 2010-04-27 03:33 pm (UTC)[He doesn't look like an Eraser, no ...sparkling beauty. Erasers look kind of like Twilight vampires unless they transform, and this one doesn't. He also sounds as if he had more of a free will then them... now?]
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Date: 2010-04-27 03:38 pm (UTC)[He's definitely his own person now, but he's still learning how to be. There's a lot of uncertainty in his mind.]
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Date: 2010-04-27 05:41 pm (UTC)...How old are you?
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Date: 2010-04-27 05:42 pm (UTC)Around twenty, I think. It depends on who you ask.
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Date: 2010-04-27 06:32 pm (UTC)What makes you think I'm not the same age I look?
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Date: 2010-04-27 07:09 pm (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2010-04-27 07:11 pm (UTC)What's an Eraser?
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