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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 16:09:57 GMT -5
I was going to, but no. I never went to prom. It was on the day before my father's funeral and exactly two weeks after the bombs hit New York City. Having fun then...it didn't seem right. So all these years, I've been saving it.... *I cut off, not wanting to reach the subject of what I wanted it for, and pause to wipe the tears off my face.* Look, I know my limits, and showing affection has always, ALWAYS been one of them. I've never really had anyone I cared about over anything else, not even my parents. I'm sort of like a black hole, taking affection and never really giving it back. But I really, really tried to stop. I know you're not going to believe me. I really am sorry. *I gingerly wrap my arms around IA's shoulders (which are almost taller than I can reach) and mumble quietly:* Look at me, getting all dressed up and draping. Who's the loser now, Volume? *I raise my voice slightly more and continue.* And...if it helps anything, makes you feel better...right now, it feels like you ripped my stupid heart out of my chest. Not that it means anything anymore. *I let go and step backwards a bit toward the window.* You don't need to take care of me now. You can go back to your girlfriend.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 16:29:43 GMT -5
*I walk towards Vol and smile* She's not my girlfriend. I met her last fuckin' night. If you think that i'd forget about you just like that, well i'm a bit offended. *I play with my radio a bit and The Kids From Yesterday plays.* Now let's put all this drama aside, alright? There's a bigger issue at hand. *I put my hand out to Vol* I can't believe you didn't get to go to prom. C'mon. Every girl deserves to be prom queen.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 17:35:11 GMT -5
Aftermath, this isn't exactly the time to decide to randomly slow dance with me. Or the place. *I laugh wryly, gesturing at my surroundings. The spare room is crowded with furniture and boxes.* And I never wanted to be prom queen, because after that everyone expects you to grow up and be a supermodel or actress or rock star or something else that I never would have been able to do. We both know that, even if we do survive this war, we're never going to be able to have normal lives. If I survive and we take Better Living down...I don't know. Maybe I'll try to run some sort of recovery effort. Maybe I'll join the army. But I'm not going to be a freaking model. That'd be Vanity's job. *I laugh slightly at the random thought.* But whatever the hell she is, I'm pretty sure she's getting more and more jealous every second you make her wait. And I don't want to be the catalyst for anyone's jealousy.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 18:31:11 GMT -5
*I take her hand and pull her towards me* Just humor me, will you? I want you, not her. Now's not the time to go back to being emotionless.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 20:09:41 GMT -5
Wait...what? But you and her...and I...whatever you're doing, I'm not going to deny that it's incredibly heartwarming and all, but I'm confused. *Confused though I might be, I don't protest anything and smile gently up at IA, figuring that I've annoyed him enough.* What's the consensus here?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 20:12:50 GMT -5
The consensus is that the song is nearly half over, and you're still protesting. *I look Vol in the eyes and smile* Gonna join me or not, because there's other things i could be doing right now.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 20:28:36 GMT -5
Well why are you here, then...oh, I'm not even going to ask. *I follow IA's lead as we twirl around the confined space. I beam the whole time. I'm enjoying this a lot more than I expected to.* Just...thank you. So much. For everything.
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 20:32:27 GMT -5
Yea well, We have too much to worry about right now, and we both need some stress relief. *I pull her in closer and smile as i dip her* Just because the world's ended doesn't mean you don't deserve to have some fun. And Hell, this is the first time i've seen you actually smile.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 20:38:24 GMT -5
I don't think it is. I'm sure I've been happy before, and a lot of the time it wasn't forced. I'm sorry if I made you think it was. *I brush my hair out of my eyes with one hand and we continue to dance until the song ends unmercifully soon.*
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Post by vanityviolence on Nov 13, 2011 20:44:02 GMT -5
*paces in her room for a long time before finally getting bored, climbing out onto the roof and leaning over the edge toward the only open window from which voices are coming from* Are you two doing anything in there that I'm not allowed to watch yet? Or are you building up to it?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 20:47:05 GMT -5
*As the song stops i hear Vani's voice and cringe in disappointment* Well there goes THAT moment... You know you're not very subtle! *I let go of Vol and walk over to the window, then shut it* She's a bit abrasive, isn't she?
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 20:51:48 GMT -5
A bit? You're making the understatement of the century there. *I roll my eyes and laugh, turning my back to the window.* I could sing something, if you want. And we could pretend like nothing happened. I mean...if that wouldn't be awkward.
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Post by vanityviolence on Nov 13, 2011 21:02:48 GMT -5
*watches over the side of the roof, smiling.* For the record? My idea. *swings back into the original room and heads downstairs.* End-gaaaaaame. You haven't even met our guests yet!
Good. Fewer criminals for me to associate with.
You are such a jerk. I'd have dragged them here but two are asleep and the other two are having a moment. Why don't we have moments?
Because I don't like you!
Didn't stop the other two.
Vani...you're insane.
Thank you! *grins evilly*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 13, 2011 21:04:31 GMT -5
*I return my attention to Vol and snicker* You know, i have a friend that would just LOVE her. Exactly his type. Anyways... *I brush some hair out of her face* Are we okay now?
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 13, 2011 21:10:41 GMT -5
You know, I think I know exactly who you're talking about. And I agree. Maybe he'll piss her off just enough and she'll puncture him. I would pay to see that. *I laugh lightly, still grinning widely.* And of course we're okay. This moment is too sweet not to be. But my question is whether or not we're still dancing. Because I was having fun.
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
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