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baby's first successful track
[He’s been here too long. He knows that, to some extent. Staying in a single base for too long is liable to attract attention to his ever-growing band of revolutionaries and anarchists. But he’s been feeling sort of tapped for creative energy for awhile now and that’s depressing. As much fun as the little disruptions can be, they are nothing compared to the high of a proper crime. And he hasn’t had one of those in… lord, a perigee now at least]
[So yes. He’s been here too long after they co-opted a rather large, if run down hive stem on the edge of this city’s lowblood slums, but he just… doesn’t… care… This evening, like a number of evenings before this, he finds himself lying on the floor of the penthouse block that he took for himself when they first arrived, staring blindly at the ceiling, trying to find the will to cause some proper trouble for someone… BLUH]
[So yes. He’s been here too long after they co-opted a rather large, if run down hive stem on the edge of this city’s lowblood slums, but he just… doesn’t… care… This evening, like a number of evenings before this, he finds himself lying on the floor of the penthouse block that he took for himself when they first arrived, staring blindly at the ceiling, trying to find the will to cause some proper trouble for someone… BLUH]
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[Best say what you're gonna say man, he's not... planning on stopping till he's done );]
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By the end of the first cut he already feels sick from all the pain and he's covered in a thin film of sweat, panting hoarsely and shallowly as jade escapes from the cut--and his eyes, because fuck fuck fuck this hurts ]
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We haven't even started, darling. [You gotta calm yourself, bro! They got... seven more to go... screech]
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N-no....d-don't, I'm.... [ sorry? scared? IN TONS OF PAIN? He's not sure which is more applicable here ]
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Ready? [...aaaand then digging his thumb into his skin, echoing what the Overseer did to him earlier... lakjdslfkjalskdjfk screams]
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[Takes his hand away before too long, sighing against the back of his head... and then his hand dips and he starts the next line... criminy...]
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[THIS IS... actually not true. It might've been if it were anyone else. He probably would've been cackling by now if it was anyone else. As it is the... semi... rational part of his mind says he made his point, and more importantly that he's not in the business of torturing his quadrants, but then there is the quite loud insane part of him that says he has to finish, like a compulsion he can't shake. Probably the only person who could stop him without force is his moirail as he finally slips and falls head first into the freakout he's been trying to avoid for days now. Jesus fucking christ]
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[He's rather eerily silent through the whole thing and when it's... finally... over he pulls back and presses his forehead in between the Overseer's shoulder blades, eye shut, trying to calm his own shaking somehow]
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[Gonna go collect a knife from his stash and... kill a few people... screams brb]
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[I guess probably a couple people scream loud enough to be heard in the room before they're silenced. Most of them he catches off guard though. But at least eventually... eventually his head calms the hell down a little and he wakes up from this... fugue state he was in... and slowly... moves back towards his room again... Fuck...]
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And he's also probably passed out from all that pain holy shit?? just a mess of smeared jade all over the floor )8 tiny puddles of blood all around him ]
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[Then he wanders off to fetch his coat, stain it with the blood on his skin, and take a shower. Once he's done with that, he'll dress and start making arrangements to leave finally. Sorry bro );]
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[SOMEHOW]
[SOMEDAY]
[crying]