DUSKA-MAES

Jackson · Second Year · Symbiosis I believe that the only way to create art is to take ordinary concepts, burn them to ashes, then substitute them with new truths - those run down from the top of the head and out of the heart. I want to dismember the world and dance in the wreckage. Also, I apologize in advance for Duska, my better half. She's a wrecking ball and has no care for maintenance.

[leah-green-blog]

Saw who?

[duska-maes]

Her... Summer...

[duska-maes]

I can't believe it. I saw her, I actually saw her...

[leah-green-blog]

[Leans forward and has a look] It looks like it’ll heal fine, maybe small scarring but that should be it.

[duska-maes]

[sighs with relief] That's good. Was worried Duska caused major damage or something.

Thanks for helping out, Leah.

[missleahgreen]

[Shakes her head, and points to the scratches] How’s it going?

[duska-maes]

[moves the cotton ball out of the way and tilts his head to the side, so Leah can get a better look] Stings, but that could be the rubbing alcohol. How does it look?

[alexanderpond]

Fighting with your own host is tricky. My dorm is just down the hall, do you want to come in?

[duska-maes]

Please.

[missleahgreen]

Geesh, she shouldn’t do this, no matter how mad she is.

[duska-maes]

[shrugs] I honestly don't know.

[athalie-parkerson-deactivated20]

Yeah, and I don’t think a scar would look well on you either.

Here we are. She dug out her keys and opened the door so they can get in. You can sit there while I grab the first aid kit.

[duska-maes]

Thanks. [he walks over to her desk chair and sits down.i

[missleahgreen]

That’s true.

Is she, uh, normally like that?

[duska-maes]

We can usually agree to disagree and move on. It's not often we actually fight but when we do... things get ugly, and very quickly too.

[alexanderpond]

As in she caused you to get into a fight with a bear or?

[duska-maes]

More along the lines that I had a fight with her.

[athalie-parkerson-deactivated20]

13. We’re not that far from it actually.

[duska-maes]

Thank fuck. I really want to get this thing cleared up, before infection gets in.

[alexanderpond]

You actually got into a fight with a bear? See, I thought you were exaggerating.

[duska-maes]

Duska escaped.

[elliecrxft-blog]

It’s alright. She failed. I’m still here.

I don’t think she’s going to try anything smart again anytime soon.

[duska-maes]

I love you, Ellie. 

[missleahgreen]

And there are no bears in London. You lie fine. Just try a little simpler next time.

Here [Leah hands him the first aid kit] Oh. Is everything okay now?

[duska-maes]

Makes for an interesting story, though.

Thanks. [he takes a cotton ball, pours some alcohol on it, and applies it to the wound. He winces as he cleans his skin.] Things are still a bit awkward between us. It'll take a while before we make up.

[elliecrxft-blog]

Jack? [Aware of the anger that radiated off him in waves, Ellie reached over and put a hand on his shoulder. She had never seen him so angry, and she furrowed her brow as she tried to think up a way to comfort him.]

Sorry. I didn’t mean that about Duska. I’m sure she didn’t want for any of this to pan this way.

[duska-maes]

[Jackson flinches when she touches her shoulder] She tried to get rid of you.

[missleahgreen]

I kind of figured that.

[duska-maes]

I'm a terrible liar. 

Actually, Duska and I had a fight. So she left... and then she came back again.

[elliecrxft-blog]

[Ellie jumps as the first aid kit hurtles into the wall.] Shit!

What the fuck? [As it dawns on her what happened the other day, she can’t help but be a little rude towards Duska.] Calm down, Jack. I think you just need to get a new parasite.

[duska-maes]

[Jackson is so angry that he's trembling, and doesn't have the strength to form words]

[elliecrxft-blog]

About a week ago.

Why?

[duska-maes]

[Jackson clenches his fists and tries to retain his anger, but it doesn't last long. In a fit of rage, he hurls the first aid kit at the wall, then begins yelling at the sky] What the fuck, Duska? You do not take over my fucking body without my fucking permission, and you don't go around saying shit that isn't true. Especially to my best friend. Fuck you. Fuck you!