09-16-2020, 04:43 AM
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THERE’S VACANCY IN EVERY NIGHTMARE
Rosemary waited for a long moment, quietly screaming inside her own head. She breathed out an exhale when the seconds ticked along and Aphra showed no sign of a reaction. Ever since Sephiroth had violently flung her out of his mind, she’d used caution. Yet Aphra had been easier to convince than Caesar.
“I’m sure you do what you think is best,” Rosemary said. Her tail-tips flicked, and she stood still as a statue on her paws, though her four eyes darted between the three Cyphers. “Trying to raise three kids by yourself? That’s difficult.”
Rosemary glanced at the kittens. It broke her heart how they defend their mother—she would’ve done the same thing, at their age. She was tempted to sling spells in their mind, too, to free them. But children’s minds broke easily.
“Let me know if you need someone to watch them for an afternoon. To give you a break? I do not mind teaching them lessons on literature or healing.” Rosemary’s tail flicked again; if Aphra wanted to hide behind improving her children, then Rosemary would happily use this fact against her own narcissism engine. “After all. Anyone, especially your daughters, could improve after learning magic and medicine from a former head soothsayer, yes?”
[sub][W]isker[/sub]“I’m sure you do what you think is best,” Rosemary said. Her tail-tips flicked, and she stood still as a statue on her paws, though her four eyes darted between the three Cyphers. “Trying to raise three kids by yourself? That’s difficult.”
Rosemary glanced at the kittens. It broke her heart how they defend their mother—she would’ve done the same thing, at their age. She was tempted to sling spells in their mind, too, to free them. But children’s minds broke easily.
“Let me know if you need someone to watch them for an afternoon. To give you a break? I do not mind teaching them lessons on literature or healing.” Rosemary’s tail flicked again; if Aphra wanted to hide behind improving her children, then Rosemary would happily use this fact against her own narcissism engine. “After all. Anyone, especially your daughters, could improve after learning magic and medicine from a former head soothsayer, yes?”
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?