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"are we really doιng тнιѕ?" ( ιndιe corey oғ нlм2 )

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( primalisms. )

    “I know the fans saw that shit movie. Some want fame. As to the actual rhyme and reason… Iunno.” Jacket shrugged, clueless about what they wanted with all this. He didn’t do this because it was fun. It was because it just silenced the rage for a little longer.

     “It wasn’t directly from the film        although we’re fans of it,” Corey couldn’t exactly explain how the others got into it, she could only explain her side of things... The way she saw it. “I mean, it definitely gave some of us a push but for people like Tony        who was already a member of the Blessings... It was just the natural course of events. We were stationed in Hawaii, and... I guess that kind of hate just never leaves you. It’s not quite bigotry, at least not on my end.”     She paused, letting out a heavy sigh.     “It’s more than a publicity stunt,” That much was obvious.

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( xdirtyhands. )

         Was there any truth to that?  He wouldn’t know.  Despite the ambivalence between them after leaving for New York, Kolya knew father had his best interests at heart.  Still, how differently would his life had turned out with a mother?  Someone who didn’t spend days, even weeks away from home, leaving nannies to tend for his children?

Who knows?  He sure didn’t.  

“Yeah, well,” he donned a mostly false smile and looked down at her, “it’s not like I’m ever gonna meet her, so it doesn’t matter much.”

      She can see right through him, right through that smile        though she doesn’t act like she can. His words carry weight, and Corey actually cares about whether or not she’s coming off as insensitive which throws her off guard. She never gives a fuck what other people think, but she knows loss. She knows that no matter what age, no matter how LONG time has passed. It can feel like it happened yesterday, it can dominate your emotions.      So Corey glances up at him, returning a hint of a smile the best she can. It’s not much but she tries. There’s nothing you can really say to that. She stops moving forward, mainly because of the cars rushing by. “I have a feeling you’re not done comin’ out with it,” She murmurs loud enough so only he can hear, “It helps... Talking, I mean.”     Not that she would know anything about that.

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    She could read that pretty easily. “Am… A little.” He shrugged, forgetting that the fans had actual lives outside of what they did. Some of them weren’t nearly as shattered, or as much of a shell as the janitors were. “Good to hear though.”

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      It’s not hard to read Jacket after you’ve been hanging out with him for a while, either that or she’s just more skilled at reading others than she thought. Corey knew he didn’t like them, what they did or who they were. “How much do you know about us, Jacket?” While she wasn’t willing to tell the entire story, she’d tell her side of how the fans formed. At least, part of it; to get his mind off things.

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Wolf sighed, a smoke between his lips as he just sat on a bus stop bench. Miami was weird, buses took whatever route they wanted, and Wolf had begun getting the so called ‘bizarre phone calls’ that instructed him to kill. No pay, but it was fun. Wolf just didn’t notice the girl who was bound to stumble on him, mask resting on his lap as he had just finished.

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      Corey had heard about the phone calls from Tony, how if you didn’t do as you were told bad things would happen. However she came from the standpoint that you needed to crack a few eggs to make an omelette. Not that it mattered really, she was just.. Adjusting to life, her new job as a cashier. Spotting someone at the bus stop she debated for a moment. She didn’t really feel like walking five miles home. So instead the brunette moved to sit next to him. “...Goin’ to a party?”

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  Corey was exhausted, but that didn’t stop her from staying up until god knows when. She lost track of time, and couldn’t think straight if it was life saving at this point. She didn’t even react when she felt someone tap her shoulder. Just a faintly slurred ‘What’d’ya want?’ fell from her lips. She wasn’t even in a bad mood, she was just... Tired.

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          “Hell if I know.”  Kolya followed close behind, greeting the night air like an old friend.  He’d never been much of a day person, so he and the night had grown accustomed to each other over the years.  “Ever since I came back I’ve tried looking around a bit, but nothing.  Her name was…  shit, Briana?  Bridgette?”  Now that he thought about it, this was the first time mother had came to mind since he’d made an attempt at tracking her down.   “Shit, uh…. Brigid, that’s it.  Brigid Casey.”  

“So I don’t know.  One of ‘em lied to me.”  

“Right, then came my brother.  He got…”  Chose your words carefully!  “He died when I was twelve.  Got shot by some asshole looking to make some extra money.”  Where was the lie?  Lies of omission weren’t entirely lies, right?

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     Corey couldn’t empathize with him, she could... She could feel pity for him, but she couldn’t relate. She knew her parents, she knew their trials, tribulations... The bullshit her mother put on her. There’s part of her that wishes that she never knew her mother, but then there’s the part of her mind berating herself for thinking that... All things considered.      When he finishes part of his story, she wants to give him some words... Something, but she can’t her eyes just gaze up at him. A look of sympathy etched on her face, her communication skills may have been stunted but she knew pain. “...Sometimes it’s for the best that you don’t know someone. They could end up destroying you.” Yet if there was anything Corey knew, was that destruction bred creation.

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    “I’ll keep it in mind… Case I ever wind up back here.” Jacket put a mental note of it away for later. Same apartment, it’d be risky heading back there. Maybe moving out elsewhere was the smartest move. Or crash here until then. He didn’t know. But somehow, he’d figure things out. “You got a day job?”

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       “Yeah,” She breathes the word out, her fingers toying with the hem of her shirt. “It’s uh     it’s not much, I mean it’s a cashier job but it pays,” Corey explains further, remembering that he wanted conversation to ease his worrisome mind. “The rest of the money I make is from... Y’know,” She doesn’t need to elaborate, he knows.  “You sound surprised.”

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