▓ : *✧ STRANGE THING. ( cyberneticc )
she’s got a laugh that makes the dog’s bark. he thinks maybe it makes people bark too, in some of those wrong ways that make women feel unsafe walking alone. basil’s lips press together tightly. she has a laugh like MUSIC but some people always have to ruin a good song, don’t they?
he shrugs, shoulders slumping low when he hunches forward so he’s picking up an abandoned tennis ball between his legs.
“it’s subjective is what it is. ordinary and perfection. what were you thinking of when you first said it? what was ordinary but beautiful?”
the dogs approach with cautious interest in what basil is holding. he squints, nods at the bigger mutt and chucks the ball across the field.
Black eyes are WIDE, a brief episode of uncontrolled emotion; a glimpse of her uncontrolled self. her fingers grip at her bag, and she wonder’s WHAT WAS I THINKING. she briefly has passes of empathy, of wonderment about just what she is and what she does. briefly she remembers the screams of pain, the tears in her eyes as her children flinch from her. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?
WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?
oh. the trees, she remembers now, she was thinking of the beauty of the forest. she remembers subject 043B, he liked to play in the trees. he was happy with her out there, no more screams and no more pain from him. his meds had been upped. ‘ i was thinking about the trees, it’s rare i get out of the lab. ’
‘ they’re perfect, nature is perfect. it’s such a shame that humans hurt everything that it bears us. we take so much for granted don’t you think? ’ she sighs, released white knuckled grip on her purse. she wonders why the dogs did not approach her, she wonders if she should get a dog. maybe she was a cat person. ‘ i don’t believe we’ve introduced ourselves, DR. IXORA W. QUAINS. ’
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