[ at first, he doesn't recognize the name or understand why they're texting him — until he scrolls up to the prior message, until he sees the photo ID, and
ho lee fucking shit ]
Oh hell no this isn't You're not who I sent this to I'm Fuck, sorry, I don't know how the hell this happened
every day feels like I'm ruining a lot of things lately, if you want the truth of it
I'm sorry I never meant for that to happen I didn't want any of it I know that doesn't matter because it doesn't undo it and it doesn't fix it but I just want you to know I didn't want it either
twice since I've been here what happened the second time isn't what happened the first time the first issue was fixed the second was whatever that buff santa claus asshole did to the city
[ conveniently... leaves out all those times before here... ]
how is that going? i wonder, though how many more will you have hurt, before you're done settling things with the first group? how many apologies will you make, before you stop?
[ She almost doesn't answer his last question, having purposely made the comment about tieflings purely to see if he, like so many from the world she knows, blindly disdain her kind, but, ]
Think it's different from person to person Revenge, maybe Help, if something like this ever happens again with someone else Money I don't know If you had to think about the one thing that might make you feel better about what happened, maybe I could give you that
what happened the first time wasn't the same thing that happened the second. they were two totally different scenarios, two different causes, so the feeling was different for both of 'em
the first time was me I mean the source of it, it wasn't the city before I came here, where I'm from I was well it all came out more or less on the network when... everything happened with your friend but I'm I was a prisoner of war, I got Brainwashed, basically, turned into a sleeper agent Say the right words in the right order and I Something else takes over, it's me but it's not, it's a Weapon, a soldier. It takes orders, I take orders and I do what I'm told to do There was a man here who found the words Used them on me, gave me a list Your friend was on the list When I'm like that, I'm not... myself, I don't It's like who I am is trapped in a box in the back of my mind, behind a thousand walls of steel and concrete and I can't do anything to stop myself. I can't even think, I don't think, I'm not a person, I'm a tool But it's still me, in the end It's still me, so when it's over I remember it and I feel it and I know what I did
What happened with you was different It was like that god damn garland was inside of me, it was like it It was a god damn urge, it was like an addiction, it was like a burning thing that I couldn't stop, it was just waves on waves of need and hurt and drums all going off at once that drove out every god damn thought in my head except that I just needed to do that it wasn't a choice and at points I knew that I needed to stop, and I wanted to, and I tried, but as soon as I started pulling back it just it's like it took over and I didn't I don't know There are others, other people who felt it, other people it touched that could probably explain it in a way that makes more sense. I'm sorry, it's hard to put into words.
[ Juniper doesn't say anything to him for a long time, longer than it reasonably takes to read everything he's just sent her. She doesn't like it. She doesn't like how many things in there strike a painfully familiar chord with her. ]
like you're screaming yourself raw even though no sound comes out
[ Nope, nevermind, too personal, he doesn't get to have her story, and she immediately regrets giving him even that. ]
mistletoe, too before you got to me, i'd been cursed by the mistletoe i hurt someone, too but only after he told me yes, and meant it and after i told him yes, and meant it
[ Noted, viscerally noted, but he knows better than to pry at that scab. ]
Mistletoe wasn't so bad. Ran into that before... what happened the garland was worse
I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't mean to hurt you. I think with the way this city's been... I think we haven't seen everything it's capable of and it's not just me that's susceptible to it, it's everyone It's just That time it was me, and it was you And because of What I am It's worse Harder to stop, harder to get away for the people unfortunate enough to be around me at the time Even if I don't mean to be, I'm a risk. I know that. I don't know how to stop being a risk, I don't think there's a way to make myself immune to what this place does or I would
But if it does happen to you again with someone else With one of the other people like me, or worse I can try to stop it That's the only thing I can think of that might help
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ho
lee
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shit ]
Oh hell
no this isn't
You're not who I sent this to
I'm
Fuck, sorry, I don't know how the hell this happened
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tell me, how much do you think of me
how often do you think about what you did to me
or have you moved on and found yourself someone new to ruin
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feels like I'm ruining a lot of things lately, if you want the truth of it
I'm sorry
I never meant for that to happen
I didn't want any of it
I know that doesn't matter because it doesn't undo it and it doesn't fix it but
I just want you to know I didn't want it either
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how often do you lose control
how often do you hurt people
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what happened the second time isn't what happened the first time
the first issue was fixed
the second was whatever that buff santa claus asshole did to the city
[ conveniently... leaves out all those times before here... ]
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when you murdered my friend, you mean
before you found a new way to assault tieflings, apparently
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I'm still working it out with them, but yeah
That's what I mean.
what the hell is a tiefling?
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i wonder, though
how many more will you have hurt, before you're done settling things with the first group?
how many apologies will you make, before you stop?
[ She almost doesn't answer his last question, having purposely made the comment about tieflings purely to see if he, like so many from the world she knows, blindly disdain her kind, but, ]
me and molly
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Does he deserve to?
He doesn't think so. ]
I offered them the same thing I'm gonna offer you now
If there's anything I can do to make it right
Anything
Name it
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what could i possibly want from you
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Revenge, maybe
Help, if something like this ever happens again with someone else
Money
I don't know
If you had to think about the one thing that might make you feel better about what happened, maybe I could give you that
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i don't trust you or your "help"
and i don't want your money
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it's a standing offer.
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among other things
mostly, i think
i just want
for you never to hurt anyone ever again
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I want that too
more than anything.
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do you?
is it you, in there? or does something external control your physical self?
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what happened the first time wasn't the same thing that happened the second. they were two totally different scenarios, two different causes, so the feeling was different for both of 'em
you really wanna know the details?
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explain it to me
everything
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I mean the source of it, it wasn't the city
before I came here, where I'm from I was
well it all came out more or less on the network when... everything happened with your friend but I'm
I was a prisoner of war, I got
Brainwashed, basically, turned into a sleeper agent
Say the right words in the right order and I
Something else takes over, it's me but it's not, it's a
Weapon, a soldier. It takes orders, I take orders and I do what I'm told to do
There was a man here who found the words
Used them on me, gave me a list
Your friend was on the list
When I'm like that, I'm not... myself, I don't
It's like who I am is trapped in a box in the back of my mind, behind a thousand walls of steel and concrete and I can't do anything to stop myself. I can't even think, I don't think, I'm not a person, I'm a tool
But it's still me, in the end
It's still me, so when it's over I remember it and I feel it and I know what I did
What happened with you was different
It was like that god damn garland was inside of me, it was like it
It was a god damn urge, it was like an addiction, it was like a burning
thing
that I couldn't stop, it was just waves on waves of need and hurt and drums all going off at once that drove out every god damn thought in my head except
that I just
needed to do that
it wasn't a choice
and at points I knew that I needed to stop, and I wanted to, and I tried, but as soon as I started pulling back it just
it's like it took over and I didn't
I don't know
There are others, other people who felt it, other people it touched that could probably explain it in a way that makes more sense. I'm sorry, it's hard to put into words.
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like you're screaming yourself raw even though no sound comes out
[ Nope, nevermind, too personal, he doesn't get to have her story, and she immediately regrets giving him even that. ]
mistletoe, too
before you got to me, i'd been cursed by the mistletoe
i hurt someone, too
but only after he told me yes, and meant it
and after i told him yes, and meant it
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Mistletoe wasn't so bad. Ran into that before... what happened
the garland was
worse
I didn't want to hurt you.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
I think with the way this city's been...
I think we haven't seen everything it's capable of and it's not just me that's susceptible to it, it's everyone
It's just
That time it was me, and it was you
And because of
What I am
It's worse
Harder to stop, harder to get away for the people unfortunate enough to be around me at the time
Even if I don't mean to be, I'm a risk. I know that. I don't know how to stop being a risk, I don't think there's a way to make myself immune to what this place does or I would
But if it does happen to you again with someone else
With one of the other people like me, or worse
I can try to stop it
That's the only thing I can think of that might help
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that this place wants all of us to hurt each other
but that some of us
answer the call more easily than others
one of the other people like you?
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