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[standing outside, one hand on the window, looking in] ... hnn. So this is that place they spoke of... it's interesting. Amazing.

[takes his hand off the window, eyes narrowed] How does that go... "For is this the answer to all our prayers, is this what God has sent? Please understand this isn't what we meant."

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Dammit, Asch! I didn't know this was going to happen!

[ makes for the door. ] Whatever. Maybe somebody should punch you.

Yes. Perhaps it'd knock the sense into me to finally leave.

...I don't understand you. You wanted me to try standing on my own, yet nothing I do is right.

Should I be pleased with what's happened? Do you have any idea what-...

Never said you should, but getting angry doesn't solve anything. And no, I don't have any idea. That's why I keep asking.

You've become like him Professing to need me, and then going to someone else in the same breath. Taking whatever you want from me until there isn't anything left to give. Sending me to pick up the pieces of plans that ran afoul... not even considering what I might want, or what those decisions might cause for Asch and for Aidan.

Edited 2009-01-09 07:48 (UTC)

......

Am I really like him..? It was never meant to be like that, ever. I do need you but at the same time I was trying to keep my mistakes from you and keep Aidan safe. Not that I was able to do any of it right. Heh... no surprise there. [ rests her head against the door. ] I'm not fit to be anything to anyone, no matter how hard I try. Even now that I've finally gotten a backbone to tell people off, you won't touch me.

...

...s..sorry you love such a screw up.

...

... [ sinks down to sit on the floor. ]

It's never going to be 'normal,' is it... always, I'll have to put up with those...

Us vampires? As long as we're here, probably.

[ hugs herself. ] Yes, your parents are fighting again. That's no excuse for you to shove, you brat.

...

[slams his hand against glass, just barely not shattering it]

[ winces, glaring in the direction of the door. ] Oh, go the hell away!

... [creeeeeeeeeeeeeak of door]

[ moves out of the doorway to slam it shut and lock it, grumbling. ] Stupid, stubborn ass.. Gonna put my foot where the sun doesn't shine...

... hn. [kicks the door]

[ pulls herself back up into the chair. ] Get out of our house!

[kicks again, aiming to open the door]

[ winces again and ignores the racket, hugging at the chair. ] So stupid...

[kicks again, with all his strength]