dissonance.

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Dossier & Rules. 

mature warning | minors DNI

flexible writing, one liners to para.

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dragondancee​:

He thinks about it, tilting his head back against the wall. His eyes shutting in thought.

“….lost. Haunted. Searching for someone to latch onto, so that you don’t disappoint your own expectations in the world.”

Her brow furrows slightly at the assumptions, but could easily sense the kinship between the two in typing, so she decided to humor him.

“I believe I’ve already found that person.”

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hyper-voice​:

She huffs, and he feels his temper flare under the persistent exhaustion. He reaches his hand out and finds the remote for his bed, pushing it so he can prop himself up a little to look level at her. 

“Are you a Pokemon hybrid? Is that why?” he continues anyway. “There are a few Pokemon that can use Dream Eater. Or some pokemon that can eat them naturally, though those are mostly legendaries like Darkrai, Giratina…” 

His inquiry doesn’t phase her much, still remaining as she was and shifting her weight to one leg, “I once again can neither confirm nor deny any of your assumptions, sir.  I am a benefactor for the facility, and have only recently began to make in person visits, nothing more.”

“Think what you wish of me.  If I am such a bother I can find another person to feed from and this conversation can be long forgotten.”

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hyper-voice​:

Yeah. Because that totally cleared things up. 

“You didn’t answer part of that question. What are you? Why do you need to eat my nightmares? If you’re going to eat them I feel like I should at least get to know the details.”

Annoying.  She gives a soft huff at the prodding question, “What I am should not concern you.  I already mentioned normal food does not sustain me, you can make your own assumptions but I cannot confirm nor deny them.”

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hyper-voice​:

“And why’s that? Who- or I guess, what are you? I’ve seen you by Kirin before. Another one of his experiments? One who actually wants to be here it seems..” 

“...”

“I am one of his benefactors.  I’ve been funding their research for a little while now, and I stay at his side to usually oversee the progress being made.”

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hyper-voice​:

“….”

“I don’t really know how I’m supposed to take that.” 

“Take it however you wish, it’s not of my concern.  Traditional food does not sustain me for long, so I seek out other methods.”

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@hyper-voice​ asked: ".....why are you watching me sleep."

“You give off an exceptional amount of fear and anxiety in your nightmares.  Consider yourself a food source, without me having to actually bite down.”

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@dragondancee​ asked:  "You feel...the same way as Leon. The exact same."

“...” Confusion is evident on those features. “Pardon...?  Would you mind elaborating?”

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cosmicblooded​:

The answer was chewed and digested. Though he lifted his cut brow at her behind his visor. A subject she wasn’t keen on touching more on.

“You don’t like speaking of your past. Would you say it’s trauma related? I’ve only recently learned of the strain it can be on a person’s mind and emotions.”

Though usually crass, his tone was edging on something more sympathetic. An attempt at the very least.

Kirin never seemed to be the type to push on topics when she was ready to drop them.  The behavior was odd, causing her to raise her own questioning brow.  Perhaps they were spending too much time with a certain...subject.

“...?” The entity blinks, “I assure you, beloved--I’ve actually been rather free of any traumatic events that could effect my mental state.  I understand a good portion of your patients were not as lucky, but I simply don’t allow myself to be put in those situations.”

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cosmicblooded​:

“With how I work, I’m sure my company could not be better than theirs.”

He watches her with a small tilt of his head. Truly, he wouldn’t have pictured someone like her would have much use for business or anything relating to the sort. Masquerading as some other chaotic person in power, somewhere elsewhere it could be tolerated far more than here.

“What have you been doing to occupy yourself before you came here?”

The question catches her by surprise, evident in the slight widening of those icy blue hues.  The woman grows silent, crossing her legs and resting those palms at each side of her hips.

“Wasting time on people not worthy of my own.” She answers flatly, not too keen on continuing the topic and simply hoping the answer would be enough, instead turning to offer flattery, “I find your company much more entertaining, at least you have a constant feed of fear that keep me sustained.”

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cosmicblooded​:

Only when the bottom of the page had been reached did his fingers stop entirely, quickly followed by a few clicks of his mouse and a heavy sigh that seems to droop his shoulders. He leans back into his chair as he finally looks to her.

“The monotonous tests lead to unexpected results. Nothing too exciting but it’s important nonetheless.”

Kirin laced their fingers together and laid them over their chest.

“Documenting these events are so important and… yet incredibly boring. How is your side of work going?”

Soft eyes watch the other curiously, the quiet tapping finally coming to a stop before the subject of her attention relaxed within their work.  Sure enough everything needed to be documented for research purposes, but settling into a routine was what really began to wear on the entity looming over.

Days felt like seconds, fleeting to her.  Yet every single one of them mattered to Kirin.

“I suppose you can only have so many variables before something changes.” A mutter, bored in her own right, “Nothing of value, meeting after meeting.  They drone on so long that it makes me wish they would breathe their last, perhaps then I could enjoy your company over theirs.”

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cosmicblooded​:

The sound of their door opening and even the quiet hiss of her voice was momentarily drowned out by his own thoughts. His fingers didn’t stop their task of inscribing some handwritten notes no doubt about today’s assessments, he doesn’t even look up.

“Mm.”

A dismissive sound  from his throat was all she really got for an answer.

Always so cold--nothing she wasn’t used to.  Slim fingers glided along the edge of the desk, making herself comfortable atop the side, at the very least out of the way while Kirin continued to work.

“Good to see you too.” A soft hum, still playful despite the lukewarm response, “We’re there any interesting results today, or the same monotonous tests?”

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@cosmicblooded​

She’s been released from the confines of emails and meetings.  There’s an immediate beeline for Kirin’s office before opening the door.

“Beloved...” A quiet, playful hiss to her voice, “Are you almost done for the day..?”