maybe. could go either way if the wolves got a brain knocking around in their skull when they bug the fuck out, is going after girls like jinx the move? she's got eyes on her, sure. means plenty of people are looking that way if shit goes sideways, too more people chomping at the bit to solve it
( it's not just girls like jinx. girls like ani, too — kick up noise, make it loud, force the world to take you down screaming. anything to prove you exist; anything to prove it can't get off the hook with swallowing you like you're a small, easy pill and not fucking cyanide that chokes on the way down, symptoms clear: fuck with me, and regret it.
but she thinks, still — of the desperate, clawing, animal urge to live. thinks of jake, koby, buffy, sam — even bob, even adrian. would she be comforting herself with their version of justice, the whole scorched earth of it, if she'd cut loose a warm corpse from that chair instead? not a snowball's chance in hell.
after a pause, )
just putting it out there i need a little more time before i lock in a choice but she's near the top of my list
[ It's funny, almost — were he in Ani's shoes, he doesn't know if he'd be so kind. He hadn't been, before. A few lives lost in service of a greater cause: a negligible price to pay. Suck it up, get over it.
(He doesn't say the worst of what he thinks: that he's lived with monsters before and known them to trample even the hardiest blooms underfoot for the crime of being alive.)
Once, he would have called this weakness. Now — he doesn't know. ]
Thank you.
If you hear of another doctor ask them for me, would you?
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Yes.
[ A pause. Ellipses dotting in and out. (He thinks of Jinx's limp body in his arms. Sometimes death is a mercy. No, no, no, no, no, no—) ]
The investigation. I fear it makes her a target.
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if the wolves got a brain knocking around in their skull when they bug the fuck out, is going after girls like jinx the move?
she's got eyes on her, sure. means plenty of people are looking that way if shit goes sideways, too
more people chomping at the bit to solve it
( it's not just girls like jinx. girls like ani, too — kick up noise, make it loud, force the world to take you down screaming. anything to prove you exist; anything to prove it can't get off the hook with swallowing you like you're a small, easy pill and not fucking cyanide that chokes on the way down, symptoms clear: fuck with me, and regret it.
but she thinks, still — of the desperate, clawing, animal urge to live. thinks of jake, koby, buffy, sam — even bob, even adrian. would she be comforting herself with their version of justice, the whole scorched earth of it, if she'd cut loose a warm corpse from that chair instead? not a snowball's chance in hell.
after a pause, )
just putting it out there
i need a little more time before i lock in a choice
but she's near the top of my list
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[ It's funny, almost — were he in Ani's shoes, he doesn't know if he'd be so kind. He hadn't been, before. A few lives lost in service of a greater cause: a negligible price to pay. Suck it up, get over it.
(He doesn't say the worst of what he thinks: that he's lived with monsters before and known them to trample even the hardiest blooms underfoot for the crime of being alive.)
Once, he would have called this weakness. Now — he doesn't know. ]
Thank you.
If you hear of another doctor
ask them for me, would you?