Not Quite the Same

She was a bully in her last life, she'll be a victim in this one. (Indie canon divergent Harriet Chambers)

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Gracie’s heart skipped a beat when Kenneth Connor smiled at her; in the past life she had known him in, she don’t think she ever saw him smile. Now, it somehow made her feel happy and sad at the same time. Despite these conflicting emotions, she couldn’t help but smile back at him.

She followed him as he walked towards his car, not quite struggling while carrying the heavy bag. When he spoke, she couldn’t help but notice that his stutter was almost exactly how it was in his past life. “I’m still a student t-too. Pharmacy, actually. Ahm, I just applied for an internship at one of those big-wig pharmaceutical companies. I really don’t think I’ll get it, and even then I’ll probably just be making people’s coffee and watching; not really doing anything, but-. Oh I-I, um, I’m rambling aren’t I?”

“It’s… it’s cool, it’s cool,” he told her, smiling again. “I-I-I ramble a lot too. I’ll be talkin’ to my… m-my friends and they’ll cut me off sometimes like ‘Connor get to the point please.’ Know what I’m sayin’?” He gave an awkward but almost fond laugh that faded into nothing. They weren’t really friends so much as coworkers, but he liked to think of them that way.

“I, um, I hope you get the, uh, internship,” he told her bashfully. “Like, even if it is just, you know, like, coffee. I-I-I know I’d be, uh, ec-ecstatic, if I could, um, g-go to a dig site, you know?” Apparently “ecstatic” was not a word he was good at saying. “Like just lookin’ is really cool to me. D-dinosaurs are kinda… they’re my thing. I’ve always been the dinosaur guy.”

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Gracie frowned for a moment as he told his story; she felt bad, in a way. “Oh, uh, yeah. I-I understand. It happens to me all the t-time at university, too. My peers aways tell me when I’m rambling,” she nodded, biting her lip.

“Thanks... I really wanna get it; I know some other people in my classes have applied for it too. So, so I mean... Dinosaurs, huh?” She asked, awkwardly changing the subject.  “I’ve always found them pretty interesting, but I don’t really know if I’d enjoy being a pa-paleontologist. Obviously, you d-do though. So, what’s all this stuff you’re getting for your professor going to be used for? Some sort of model or something?”

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Gracie wondered why the universe felt the need to put them together again. Were they some part of a gigantic plan in the universe, or was it simply a gigantic coincidence? Either way, she could see it was something to note.

“I-I don’t mind. Um, no, not at all,” she nodded, taking a large bag and keeping it in her arms. She didn’t really want to be around Kenneth much longer, still fearing that his memories could come back at any moment; however, she couldn’t just say no to helping him. It wasn’t in her nature.

“I’m Grace. Gracie K-rane. But, ah, everyone calls me Gracie, so I guess you could call me that to if you like,” Gracie said awkwardly, taking his hand and shaking it.

He smiled at her, and it was a big, genuine smile, like he’d just made a friend. It was crooked, and his eyes crinkled at the corners. He loved it when people were nice to him. He never got much of it outside the ARC, and sometimes he thought people were only nice to him there because he was a genius and probably Cutter’s favorite.

“Gracie? That’s a nice name,” he told her. “Um… I’ll, uh, I’ll lead the w-way then,” he added, walking towards where he parked. “So, uh, what is it y-y’do, then, Gracie Krane?” He was trying to make conversation with her, and in his nerves his Rs sounded weak, like they were halfway to a W, or didn’t want to be there at all. “P-paleontology,” he blurted out. “That’s what I… S’what I want to b… I will be–I-I-I mean, eventually. I’m still a, uh, a student for now. These, um, they’re for my prof-fessor.” Why the hell was he saying so much?

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Gracie’s heart skipped a beat when Kenneth Connor smiled at her; in the past life she had known him in, she don’t think she ever saw him smile. Now, it somehow made her feel happy and sad at the same time. Despite these conflicting emotions, she couldn’t help but smile back at him.

She followed him as he walked towards his car, not quite struggling while carrying the heavy bag. When he spoke, she couldn’t help but notice that his stutter was almost exactly how it was in his past life. “I’m still a student t-too. Pharmacy, actually. Ahm, I just applied for an internship at one of those big-wig pharmaceutical companies. I really don’t think I’ll get it, and even then I’ll probably just be making people’s coffee and watching; not really doing anything, but-. Oh I-I, um, I’m rambling aren’t I?”

[intelligentxhalfwithasmoved]

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Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. Kenneth was there, standing in front of her (or kneeling to pick things up, more accurately) as if nothing had changed. As if she was Harriet Chambers once more, and it felt so unsettling.

But somehow, this reincarnation of the man who killed her seemed surprisingly kind. Gracie’s gut told her to stay wary, that he could be a wolf in sheep’s clothing and waiting for the right time to pounce. Not that she tried to show that.

But then again, she was never that good at hiding her emotions.

“No… N-no, it was my fault; you’re carrying all this st-tuff. There was no way that you saw m-me coming… Let me help you with some of this,” she stuttered out, grabbing some of his runaway supplies and handing them to him. She didn’t dare make eye contact and seemed skittish anytime he got close to her, but still made the effort to help him.

Connor found her behavior so strange. She was nervous around him? Usually it was the other way around. His entire life, he’d been the awkward one. Hell, when he was a kid people teased him for “talking funny” because he got sounds mixed up.

He didn’t stop her from helping him though. If anything, he was grateful. “Th-thanks. Could ya, um, would ya mind helpin’ me c-carry these to m’car?” he asked hesitantly. “They’re… they’re r-really heavy.” He gave her another shy, almost embarrassed smile.

“Um… m-my name’s Connor, by the w-way,” he added, shifting his bags to extend a hand, which had a black fingerless glove on it. He always wore fingerless gloves. His hands felt naked without them. “C-Connor Tem-Temple. Um… what’s… what’s your name?”

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Gracie wondered why the universe felt the need to put them together again. Were they some part of a gigantic plan in the universe, or was it simply a gigantic coincidence? Either way, she could see it was something to note.

"I-I don't mind. Um, no, not at all," she nodded, taking a large bag and keeping it in her arms. She didn't really want to be around Kenneth much longer, still fearing that his memories could come back at any moment; however, she couldn't just say no to helping him. It wasn't in her nature.

"I'm Grace. Gracie K-rane. But, ah, everyone calls me Gracie, so I guess you could call me that to if you like," Gracie said awkwardly, taking his hand and shaking it.

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“You’re mine. Don’t forget that. You promised.” “Til death to us part. That’s what our vows said.” “Did you really think this would ‘get better’ after we married?” “I’m allowed to be obsessed with you, I’m your husband/wife.” “You should quit your job. You know I can take care of you.” “Don’t go in today. Stay in bed with me.” “Mine, mine, mine…” “No. You can’t go out tonight.” “I don’t care if you’re just friends. I don’t want you seeing them again.” “Do I have to lock you up, darling?” “You will never have to worry about anything ever again. I’ll make sure of it.” “I’ve been fair to you so far, haven’t I?” “You’ve been such a good wife/husband so far. Don’t get silly ideas now.” “I called your work and told them you quit. Now you’ll never have to leave~” “Where are you going? Why didn’t you tell me?” “You’re late. Tell me what you were doing.” “You had better not be lying to me, darling…” “If I find out you’re cheating on me, I’ll kill him/her.” “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.” “I still can’t believe how perfect you are.” “I worship you.” “No one else is allowed to see you like this.” “This sight is for my eyes only. Don’t forget that.” “ I’m going to hunt down the person that was your first…so that they know you’re mine now.” “I want people to see the marks I leave on you. So they know you’re taken.” “You belong to me and no one else.”

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Gracie kept her head down as she weaved through the crowd, trying not to draw any attention to herself. The unfamiliar streets were making her anxious, and she was sure it was showing In her worry over her environment and keeping invisible, she was unaware of the person she was about to run into and how that collision would impact her.

She felt herself smack into someone before stumbling backward, almost falling over. “Oh my, I, um, I’m so so-sorry. I should’ve been looking whe-,” Gracie cut herself off when she saw the stranger’s face. Or were they a stranger at all?

Freakdog.

The word echoed through her mind until snippets of memories played through. A prank gone wrong and the coma it resulted in. “-and Harriet, you could lose your green card.” Friends dying off like flies. “Maybe I’m next. I’ll work on being worried.” Blood. So much blood as she could practically feel the life leaving her, even now.

Snapping back into reality, her eyes widened in fear as she looked at the man in front of her. Gracie squeaked out another apology, gathering up her dropped belongings and hoping that Kenneth didn’t remember her as well.

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Connor was out getting supplies for Cutter. Why he’d chosen Connor of all people astounded him. He supposed it had something to do with being something like a son to him or whatever.

He had difficulty opening the store’s door with all the stuff in his hands. He had entire bags full of rolls of tape, coils of thick wire, and measuring tools. It was quite heavy, and Connor was struggling to carry it all to Cutter’s car.

He’d been staring at the ground, watching where he placed his feet. Focusing on that helped him forget how the bags were slipping in his fingers. So when he crashed into someone, his grip on the bags finally broke, and the stuff he’d bought for Cutter scattered. He even slipped on a roll of tape and fell.

“Ow… he mumbled to himself, then he gasped and began gathering his things before they rolled away. He didn’t even notice who he’d crashed into until she apologized. “What? No, n-no, it’s fine, it’s fine, I, um…” he stammered, trying to stuff everything back into the bags. “I, uh… I-I-I wasn’t…. wasn’t payin’ attention. Sowry–I mean, sorry,” he added with a shy smile.

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Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. Kenneth was there, standing in front of her (or kneeling to pick things up, more accurately) as if nothing had changed. As if she was Harriet Chambers once more, and it felt so unsettling.

But somehow, this reincarnation of the man who killed her seemed surprisingly kind. Gracie's gut told her to stay wary, that he could be a wolf in sheep's clothing and waiting for the right time to pounce. Not that she tried to show that.

But then again, she was never that good at hiding her emotions.

"No... N-no, it was my fault; you're carrying all this st-tuff. There was no way that you saw m-me coming... Let me help you with some of this," she stuttered out, grabbing some of his runaway supplies and handing them to him. She didn't dare make eye contact and seemed skittish anytime he got close to her, but still made the effort to help him.

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Gracie kept her head down as she weaved through the crowd, trying not to draw any attention to herself. The unfamiliar streets were making her anxious, and she was sure it was showing In her worry over her environment and keeping invisible, she was unaware of the person she was about to run into and how that collision would impact her.

She felt herself smack into someone before stumbling backward, almost falling over. “Oh my, I, um, I’m so so-sorry. I should’ve been looking whe-,” Gracie cut herself off when she saw the stranger’s face. Or were they a stranger at all?

Freakdog.

The word echoed through her mind until snippets of memories played through. A prank gone wrong and the coma it resulted in. “-and Harriet, you could lose your green card.” Friends dying off like flies. “Maybe I’m next. I’ll work on being worried.” Blood. So much blood as she could practically feel the life leaving her, even now.

Snapping back into reality, her eyes widened in fear as she looked at the man in front of her. Gracie squeaked out another apology, gathering up her dropped belongings and hoping that Kenneth didn’t remember her as well.

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Well That Hurt | accepting

12. Broken shin

He didn’t care. That much was true. In fact, he found sick pleasure in watching her suffer. He’d punish her a thousand ways in a thousand lifetimes. Her and all the others, as soon as he found them.

“Does that hurt?” he asked her. His voice sounded genuine, but it was not. “Do you need help? I’ll make absolutely sure you get the attention you need.”

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“Y-yeah, it hurts pre-… really bad,” Gracie hissed softly, looking up at him with wide eyes. She knew better than to trust him, but it wasn’t as if she could do much herself without being able to stand up.

“You don’t act-tually want to help me. There’s no, ah, real use in lying to me about it anymore,” she pointed out, closing her eyes tightly. Her hands rested over the spot of the break, as if to protect it.

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He frowned, as though pitying her. “I bet it does. If that happened to me, I could heal it right away. I sure do love not being human.” Suddenly, he lifted his foot as though he were going to stomp on her other leg, but he didn’t move. He let it hover, completely still. His balance was perfect. “I could do it, you know,” he said, his voice casual. “You’d be completely at my mercy. Well, what little there is.”

He dropped his foot without hurting her, but there was a mad glint in his eye. “I bet the others were reborn. The other people I killed for making my life hell. I wonder what their new lives are like?”

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“Don’t have to rub it in like that,” she told him, sounding more like a cross child than anything else. At his threat, she pulled her uninjured leg away suspiciously. Gracie looked away from him before speaking once more. “Why does all of th-this still matter to you? It was so long ago...”

She let go of the breath she didn’t even know she was holding when he lowered his foot. “I’m sure not very good, if ours are any indication,” she replied, biting her lip.

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12. Broken shin

He didn’t care. That much was true. In fact, he found sick pleasure in watching her suffer. He’d punish her a thousand ways in a thousand lifetimes. Her and all the others, as soon as he found them.

“Does that hurt?” he asked her. His voice sounded genuine, but it was not. “Do you need help? I’ll make absolutely sure you get the attention you need.”

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“Y-yeah, it hurts pre-... really bad,” Gracie hissed softly, looking up at him with wide eyes. She knew better than to trust him, but it wasn’t as if she could do much herself without being able to stand up.

“You don’t act-tually want to help me. There’s no, ah, real use in lying to me about it anymore,” she pointed out, closing her eyes tightly. Her hands rested over the spot of the break, as if to protect it.

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SUPER SHIPPY STARTERS          inspired by Perfect Chemistry

❝ You are the one girl that made me risk eveything for a future worth having.  ❞

❝ We’re actors in our lives, pretendin’ to be who we want people to think we are.  ❞

❝ I want to try making things right because picking up the pieces is way better than leaving them the way they are.  ❞

❝ I wanna know how to make you laugh. I wanna know what makes you cry. ❞

❝ I want to know what it feels like to have you look at me like i’m your knight in shining armor. ❞

❝ One of the things that makes me who I am is the loyalty I have to people I hold close to my heart.  ❞

❝ If there’s one thing I learned, it’s that nobody is here forever. You have to live for the moment, each and every day. ❞

❝ But wishes are only granted in fairy tales.  ❞

❝ I’m losing control.  ❞

❝ You once said you loved me. Do you still? ❞

❝ I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you. I couldn’t.  ❞

❝ You’ve never seen a guy with his shirt off?  ❞

❝ Believe me, you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.  ❞

❝ Whoa, Please keep your pants on. ❞

❝ How can I not be crazy in love with you? ❞

❝ If you think you can’t change the world, then go on and follow the path already carved out for you. ❞

❝ Changing the world is'nt easy, but I sure as hell am going to keep trying. Are you?  ❞

❝ I want to tell you how much you’ve become the center of my being. But I can’t. The words won’t come.  ❞

❝ If I had any choice in the matter, I’d stay in my comfy bed and eat warm chocolate chip cookies all day.  ❞

❝ ‘Cause you own my heart, my soul, and everything else in between. ❞

❝ You may be out of my life physically, but you’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let go even if I wanted to.  ❞

❝ Makin’ mistakes ain’t a crime, you know. ❞

❝ What’s the use of having a reputation if you can’t ruin it every now and then?  ❞

❝ This connection we have isn’t going away, it’s only getting stronger  ❞

❝ The more I spend time with her, the closer I want to be.  ❞

❝ I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn’t. ❞

❝ Opening yourself up to making mistakes and being vulnerable is what makes it beautiful and special with the person you love.  ❞

❝ Because the truth is, sometimes getting close to the fire does actually burn you. ❞

❝ I don’t deserve you. You know that, don’t you?  ❞

❝ There’s a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you’re confusing your emotions.  ❞

❝ Playing with fire doesn’t necessarily get you burned. ❞

❝ I hate games I can’t win  ❞

❝ Whether it’s right or wrong, fight for what you believe in.  ❞

❝ Unfortunately, I can’t run from my heart. It hurts, deep inside my body. ❞

❝ Don’t they give you happy pills in this place? ❞

❝ But I know loving someone means losing a part of myself. ❞

❝ Somehow, being with you brings something to my life that’s missing, something … right.❞

❝ Do you want to kiss me?❞

❝ Do you want me to kiss you? Nobody else would know but the two of us. ❞

❝ My plan is to ask you to marry me four years from now, the day we graduate.  ❞

❝ I’m ready for that adrenaline rush…with you. ❞

❝ What would it take for you to go out with me?  ❞

❝ Unfortunately, real life doesn’t have a remote control. ❞

❝ You do realize you called me hot. ❞

❝ I don’t want to always be ‘the best I can be.’ I just want to be me. ❞

❝ You took a piece of my heart when you left. ❞

❝ I’ll start carin’ what people think when I am six feet under. ❞ 

❝ If you could wish on a star right now, what would you wish for? ❞

❝ Every time I break out of what is expected of me and do what feels right, I feel stronger.❞

❝ My history defines who I am. ❞

❝ I can’t keep running after ghosts. ❞ 

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