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 Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2016 11:02 pm
The plastic sparkly trinket disappeared immediately in a swirl of shadow until it reappeared with Gloom batting it between his paws while he was rolling on his back in Zac's lap. "Gloom doesn't," he replied. Then the trinket seemed to slip onto one of his paws as he stopped. "Gloom is sorry for not asking permission to come in." His ears flicked backwards as he seemed to realize this was a safe place and perhaps he should not have come in.
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Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2016 7:56 pm
“It’s ok Gloom, I think I needed the company.” He said softly. “Besides, like you said, you might not come here often, but that doesn’t mean other things don’t. Better the ‘devil you know’ is what they say.” He made the ‘petting’ motions again, hoping it was enjoyed. “…at least you are the um, Friendly One, right?”
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Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 12:51 am
If Gloom could have wrinkled his nose up at the 'devil you know' comment he would have. His ears did flick back because he certainly did not like the sound of it. "... Gloom says Friendly One but they really call me Playful," the words are whispered quietly. "Gloom is good company, yes? Y'not making that face as much." It was not as sad of a face as it had been, at least, and the shadow marten was clearly enjoying the pets. "Can Gloom help?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 7:46 am
He felt a little bad about the flick of those small ears, but he was still trying to remind himself that as cute as this small creature was, it was assuredly still dangerous if it needed or wanted to be. "You're fine gloom, you are helping. I've just... got a lot on my mind. The Masquerade, it didn't help much."
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 1:22 am
"Gloom understands," his voice was soft. "It is the way of things but not everyone likes the way of things." The shadow marten rolled over finally and nuzzled at Zac's hand.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 5:36 am
Fixing - wrong post put here
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 5:43 am
“Yeah, the way of things kind of sucks.” Zac agreed. “I keep having ideas too but, I feel like its pretty stupid to think them, especially after the ball. I mean… She said there was no other time but…why? Why did SHE have to die on the blood moon to weaken the cage? What if there was another way to do it? Why did they end up… ruining it for her anyhow? It’s not fair.” He sighed exasperated. “I mean, nothing IS fair, it’s stupid to think it would be. All we can do is play our parts and hope for the best, and maybe we’ll never do as well as we want BUT.” He waved his free hand as though to swat aside the thought. It fell for a moment and then he reached up and yanked, rather roughly, the hair tie out of his braid before dragging his fingers through it to set free the multi hued streaks before sighing again. “So many what if thoughts… What if we’re not contaminated, what if we’re just becoming what has always been underneath. What if we’re freaking out about loosing a ‘humanity’ we never had, what if we are attaching humanity to a sense of physical self rather than morality? I mean… if the latter is true that would explain a lot.” Fingernails scratched at his arm, digging in hard even while he was gentle with the shadowy-martin. “Sorry Gloom, if I’ve done this in another life and you’re tired of it… just tell me to stop. You don’t even have to tell me what I was like before. I feel like maybe nothing here can.” He sighed. "... what if." He started again and let it fall, the unspoken thought making him shudder slightly.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 9:11 am
Gloom's paws pushed at the hand that was digging hand into Zac's arm. "I am young," he said softly, his speech shifting to something more proper, more like when he had been at the ball. "I am older than you but I am young." The shadow marten laid across Zac's arms then, glowing white eyes looking up at him. "The you that you are now is not the you that you were. Stop trying to worry about that." His tail flicked, shadows floating up off of him and sparking out of existence. "You are what you are, you become what you are meant to become." Gloom rose up on his paws and pushed them against Zac's chest. "You are Zachary Bantock, son of Jeremiah Mercer. Not by blood but by choice. Remember that."
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 10:16 am
“I know.” He said softly. “You’re very smart for someone young.” He said, it was half a tease and half serious. It didn’t totally touch on what was bothering him at the root of it all, but how could it when he wouldn’t even say what it was that bothered him so. “Just… sometimes I get to feeling a way, and it’s hard to not feel that way. But I’m trying not to for right now… because it would just be bad for other people.”
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2016 11:12 pm
"It's hard," Gloom agreed, "but strength is pushing back against that." His white eyes were oddly piercing now, knowing even. The shadows were his home and they spoke to him in ways that Zac would not understand. They also held secrets and so did Gloom. "If you are feeling a way you should reach out. Being alone, being lonely, that doesn't help." The shadow marten pushed at Zac's chest once more with his paws. "I spent a lot of time alone. I know."
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2016 3:08 pm
“I have friends! I’m not… alone-alone.” Zac protested. “I mean, I have a new… friend? Too?” He arched his eyebrows slightly He shrugged slightly. “I mean, I know what you mean too, but um…” He waved his hand. “Just… there are things I don’t really feel up to sharing with a lot of people.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 3:18 am
"You do," Gloom agreed. "You are a friend." It was an earnest response and he slipped upwards, a smokey slide of what felt like silk against Zac's skin, and settled on his shoulders. "I can listen, if you want." His nose pressed to Zac's cheek. "You can whisper to me and I will keep your secrets. If you don't, you might fester."
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 8:07 am
“It’s just… “ he sighed. “… I’m so frustrating. I just…” He sighed. “they killed her, and for a moment it meant something, and then they took that away. I guess I worry that, that not only are the things I’m planning going to be seen as foolish but that it will just be, pointless too. I guess there is a selfish part of me that wants this to be important, that wants to do something good that works out.”
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 5:44 pm
"It is important even when it isn't," Gloom's voice sounded sad. "It meant something even if they don't understand." His tail swished along Zac's back. "There's nothing wrong with wanting good to happen but you have to work harder for it. It's why it hurt so much for her to go. Bad is much easier and hurts less."
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2016 6:04 pm
“Does that… does that make it bad that she felt like the easy choice because she wanted it though? I mean… I’m not sure what else we could have done, but all I come up with is questions. So many questions.” He shook his head and tipped his head back closing his eyes. “…Im not as worried about hurting me… as I am about hurting others by choosing the harder path.. I guess that can’t be helped though. It’s the only way I can think of… But does that mean it's too easy a choice for me. I don't know. Even if it works I just don't know."
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