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[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

[The door to her bedroom creeks open, and Wingy pokes her head out slowly, eyes darting back and forth down the hallway. Sword in hand, she steps out and takes a good look around before going for the kitchen. Too much time spent in her room has made her tummy empty... approach scared girl with caution. 8|]

Comments

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

So you haven't. You haven't slept with him yet. Why?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Again, that's none of your business.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Is it because you could become with child...?

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

I'm not even a real girl. I just want my old body back.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[opens his mouth, then recoils] ... stupid, idiotic, hateful urge!

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

What?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

It's maneuvering me into trying to maneuver you into saying yes. It was why I hadn't wanted to continue the thought from before.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

No matter what you say, I'm not going to give in.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[snarls, pulling his hair]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

H-Hey!

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

What. [grinding his teeth, his fangs ripping open his bottom lip]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Stop that! You're hurting yourself!

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[still pulling on his hair, shaking his head]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

I said stop it!

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[lifts his arm to bat her away and FREEZES, snarling]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

....

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[snarls, unable to move his arm]

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Calm down.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

I nearly emotionally manipulated you into sleeping with me. All on the whims of a need inside me.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Doesn't mean you get to tear yourself apart in front of me.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

It's a way to control it.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Why don't you just go? Getting away from me is far easier than ripping your hair out.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Tell that to the dreck.

[wingedreplica.livejournal.com]

Fine then. If he can hear me then just go away.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[tone changes] No.