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 Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 10:39 pm
"I'm nice t'most people. M'nice t'everyone and people get fists f'I don't respect them. I like most people an' I think most people are good f'you give 'em a chance." She tried to mirror what he'd said but it was a lot that he said and she couldn't parrot it all back. She adlibbed a little; "So I guess I respect you an' you don't respect me." She knew she wasn't a respectable person, it was more of a revelation of thoughts than a question.
"M'not a great person neither, but y'get what y'get I guess. So how's the answer fer you?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 10:47 pm
"Being nice to me is not the same as wanting me to like or befriend you," he pointed out, "So that is not satisfactory."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 10:54 pm
"Neither's 'M'pushin' you away because I hate all people.'"
She sighed. If they were having real talk, it was real talk time. "I dunno. This town's borin'. People are easy as ********. You just say the right things and they do what you want. Yer different. I can't figure out what m'supposed to say." It wasn't wrong, but she wasn't sure what the feeling was. Selfish? Selfless? "No dude that goes to fight werewolves and s**t's gotta be all bad."
She was rambling a little and had more to say but stopped to let him interject. That, and she wanted to let the words settle a little. She was a tad slow paced at the moment.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 11:18 pm
Shun tilted his head. No words came out immediately as he was trying to take in what she had just said.
"So it is a matter of being unable to manipulate me?" he asked with a scoff, "I would hope that I am not so easily swayed. And regarding the werewolves... you are wrong. I do not fight out of the 'goodness of my heart' or whatever you might be alluding to there."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 11:20 pm
Chel laughed but immediately recoiled at the action because the way she was sitting it involved her stomach. "Not manipulatin', just ... can't seem t'make you happy the way other people get happy. Closest I get is the bedroom." And even then, they both knew that wasn't the same.
She moved her head to look at him. "So what d'you fight for then? 'Cause it sure as hell ain't t'protect loved ones."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 11:32 pm
"I might not be full of mirth or s**t but I get through my days fine. Am I 'happy'? Maybe not, but I would not say that I miserable on most days either. "
Granted things have been on the rougher side lately for certain. But he felt he was in a relatively neutral state for the most part.
"I do it because I am capable. I do not like letting s**t sit around when an attempt could at least be made to clean it up. And I would rather do it myself than sit by and hope for the best. What do I really have to lose anyway?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2016 11:35 pm
Oddly, Chel resonated with being "not miserable most days." That was why she did most of what she did; if she wasn't sad, she was doing okay. Right?
"But what does gettin' s**t done mean f'yer not workin' towards s**t? Like what's the end goal?" Chel didn't often think of end goals, but she did think about that ducati.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 7:19 am
Shun shrugged. He actually didn't really have an answer for that. Not for a general response, anyway. He didn't feel like he had any big overarching goals.
"Well right now it pretty much means keeping the world from ending or something like that. Or in the very least, staying alive. Those sorts of things are kind of within my best interests. There is always s**t that needs to be dealt with anyway."
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 9:55 am
"Then I'll help you deal with the s**t," she concluded. "Even f'I can't do much but shoot some dumb lazers."
She snapped her fingers and shot at the wall in front of her as if Shun needed a reminder.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 10:52 am
Shun raised his brow at Chel.
"You do realize that means accepting magic being real and probably embracing any further changes you may go through, right? Exposure to Other Ashdown will most likely change you. That girl, Autumn, has tiny horns on her head. And Detective Mercer's eyes now reflect light in the dark like a ******** cat."
That wasn't even taking the moonwalkers into account. He didn't like the thought of potentially becoming less and less human over time, but everything came with a cost.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 11:04 am
She didn't have a good impression of Autumn and she'd only seen who she thought was Detective Mercer once in battle, so she couldn't picture the changes very well, but understood the point of what he was saying. "F'it means you'll stop hatin' me, fine. Give me a tail for all I care."
It wasn't so much specifically Shun, but Jack too. As far as Chel could reason, all of this bad stuff was happening to her because she kept fighting it; when she felt as alone as she did, it ended up killing the fire to fight.
(Not that she wouldn't still be hesitant and reticent in private).
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 11:31 am
"Do not do this just to try and appease me, or anyone else for that matter," he hissed, "Think carefully if you are going to have this change of heart. If the library incident is any sort of indicator, this s**t is dangerous."
Shun eyed Chel critically as he said this. He certainly did not approve of anyone jumping into danger for the sake of acceptance, or whatever it was that she was wanting here.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 2:16 pm
"F'I said I was doin' it fer myself you wouldn't believe me neither. You don't trust me as far as you can throw me. I lose either way," she pointed out.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 3:13 pm
Well she had a point there.
"Just be certain. There may very well be no turning back otherwise," Shun stated. He waited a few moments, watching her. After awhile, he spoke up once more.
"With that in mind, what do you want to know?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2016 3:18 pm
"Yeah, yeah I got it Indiana," she said, waving her hand a little.
What did she want to know? "What was the other side like? Hell and fire and s**t?"
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