[Roxy laughs, though it's bitter, hollow, very different from her usual laugh that doesn't seem to have any care and really are half snorts.] Bitterness as fuel?
[And Rook can see it. A little girl whose unsure if she believe the boy in the screen is real. If the grey text is really a friend. How she can only go beyond her area of the Neighborhood with white Carapacians because she doesn't trust going alone. How her bitterness almost got her and Dirk killed because she refused to play. The fear that her bitterness made her needlessly cruel to Dirk.]
[How her bitterness made her drink and drink and drink.]
[She crossed her arms, turning her back on them.]
How am I supposed to believe you understand when you say that? Bitterness is why I pondered not reviving a race.
Saying that shit can be useful, that is can help, then follow up it can all get better? How am I supposed to believe shit can go well with these stupid feelings.
[As she talks, it feels like pathways are closing down.]
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Date: 2015-02-04 11:04 pm (UTC)[And Rook can see it. A little girl whose unsure if she believe the boy in the screen is real. If the grey text is really a friend. How she can only go beyond her area of the Neighborhood with white Carapacians because she doesn't trust going alone. How her bitterness almost got her and Dirk killed because she refused to play. The fear that her bitterness made her needlessly cruel to Dirk.]
[How her bitterness made her drink and drink and drink.]
[She crossed her arms, turning her back on them.]
How am I supposed to believe you understand when you say that? Bitterness is why I pondered not reviving a race.
Saying that shit can be useful, that is can help, then follow up it can all get better? How am I supposed to believe shit can go well with these stupid feelings.
[As she talks, it feels like pathways are closing down.]