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Edited by elijah:
12/28/2015 11:33:20 PM
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[b]Ember sits in his room on the ship, holding his wrist blade to his throat, he's crying, and he pushes the knife hard against his throat, making it dribble blood.[/b]
"Can't take it..."
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[b]Diana walks in in a green tank top and skinny jeans, and takes the knife away from you [/b] "Don't think suicide's a good choice"
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"Why not? It'll end the suffering...it's too much..."
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"Bud, I know exactly what you're going through. But do you really want to be thought of as a coward who killed himself? When you can be remembered as a friend? I wanted to when I was young, I was ràped every single day, sometimes 3 times in an hour, but I kept going. I kept going because I would be remembered as the girl who escaped that hell I went through, and things only got better for me. So ask yourself; is it really worth it?
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"It's just...I can't...what about..." [b]His lip begins to quiver and he hugs his knees, rocking back and forth saying[/b] "I'm a monster."
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"Ember, you're no monster, you're a man, a human being" [b]she says, sitting next to him and hugging her knees to her chest, looking at him[/b]
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"I'm turning into one, and I hate it...I battle every [b]He groans grabbing his temples[/b] minute. I'm not a human anymore...I'm no good...I shouldn't be here, im just a drag to the team..." [b]He won't look at her, tears beginning to stream again.[/b]
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"Ember, you aren't a monster, you aren't turning into one! You're still an amazing person, you're still my friend! You aren't dragging us down, you're boosting us, making us feel better!"
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"Thank you...I didn't know I was your friend...I thought I wasn't anything to you... [b]His expression changes as he grabs his throbbing temples groaning.[/b] "Gah!"
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[b]She puts one arm around him, and touches both temples, gently rubbing them, and the pain subsides, and she stops rubbing, keeping her arm there[/b]
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[b]He lays his head on her shoulder, softly weeping.[/b]
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[b]She lays her head on the top of his, putting her other arm around him, hugging him[/b]
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[b]He hugs back, cuddling against her, his hug is weak and frail, and the tears remain running down his cheeks.[/b]
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[b]She pulls him tight, before stopping[/b] "Where's Luna?"
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"I think she's with Isabella..."
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"She should be here with her brother"
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"She has no insight of what's happening currently."
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"Oh. Well, I'm here"
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"I'm glad. Thank you." [b]He hugs her weakly.[/b]
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[b]She hugs him tightly, holding him for a few minutes as she has nothing better to do[/b]
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"Your a great friend." [b]He burrows his face in her shoulder, letting him hold her.[/b]
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"Hopefully there's a shot at more" [b]she says, holding him close[/b]
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"That is a possibility, but I'm kinda with Six right now, unless you'd want even more." [b]He lays back into her chest, wrapping her arms around his stomach.[/b]
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"What, a fūckbuddy?"
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[b]He acts nervous, trying to figure out what to say.[/b] "Uh...y-yeah."
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"I'm in. When we start?" [b]she blankly asks[/b]
