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Cora Hale ([personal profile] impetere) wrote2016-08-26 09:21 am

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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-04-29 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
It does, doesn't it? I was right shite at most sports, [Got him made fun of, among other things] but I liked watching it.

I bet being a werewolf helped with sports though--I mean, would it? [He laughs a little, bright and quick.] I really don't know anything about werewolves besides fictional things. So I guess we're on equal footing on the non-human thing we are.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-04-29 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
So it's--like...we as in pack? Or family?

[He puts a hand up, giving a sheepish smile.]

Stop me if I ask too many questions. How about you ask me questions too? That way we learn together. Though it sounds like you all might understand your situation better than we do.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-04-29 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Are all of you werewolves? Or are there humans, too?

[It sounds good, in a way, to have such a good structure. Not that he would wish this undead thing on anyone, despite Simon's whole...'idea' that they were better than others.]

Almost six years now. I was 18 when I died, and then I rose about six months after. I wasn't like I am now, though, for all of it.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-04-29 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Did anyone ever just...not turn at eight?

[He nods.]

Yeah. Not--not completely like the movies, we definitely could reason, and think, but on a base level. Everything was about [A shrug, tugging at a piece of grass.] eating. I mostly remember hunger.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-04-29 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Is there anything you guys can do to fight that--the losing control?

We take medication, but it took everything in me to fight it when I was forced to go 'rabid' as we call it. But I don't know if I was able to fight it because it was brought on by the thing that was given to me, instead of naturally, or if I really was able to fight it.

We seem to recognize people--our family so... [He trails off.]

Maybe everyone could fight through it, given the chance.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-04-29 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
I wonder if that would work for us. I mean--we're obviously not the same. [He doesn't want to offend her by implying that, but still.] But the medication we take, it builds synapses back in our brains...focusing could hone that, in a relapse.

Not that I want to test it out, though.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-05-03 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe--it really really isn't safe. And if something happened, if I slipped up, the administration might send me home--I can't afford that. I'm...I'm not close to my incentive yet.

[It isn't for him; he would care less if it was.]

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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-05-06 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe? But--I just...it just seems like a big risk.

[He worries at his pants for moment, then decides to pick up his sketch book, flicking through the pages.]

I don't want to rely on them. I want to do this without them, as much as I can. I feel like using them too much is cheating. And--given what happened back home, trusting governments never works out that well.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-05-11 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
...why do you want to help me? I mean--like, risk something like that.

[Kieren looks over at her, smiling softly.]

Do you--is it okay if I sketch you? I won't show anyone, unless you agree to it, I promise.
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[personal profile] depressiveoptimist 2017-05-12 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Kieren smiles, and pulls out a pencil, slowly starting to work, looking from his paper to her face. It's a natural movement, not trying to make her feel uncomfortable.]

I really appreciate it. Some people just don't understand--I don't blame them, but it's hard, sometimes, trying to explain the fear to people who have never had to worry about something inside of them, like that.