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Things were... prettier in Berlin. I'm looking for someone to... share my photography with here...

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Shock To Your System | Erik & Hells

With a loose fist, Hells knocked lightly on Erik’s door. Her other hand tightened around the bag that held her toiletries. She was sure that this was probably crossing some sort of line, going to borrow someone else’s shower, but well, the circumstances were a bit odd, so they called for an odd situation. As if offended by her thoughts, the wings on her back ruffled. She wondered idly if they were good for anything other than making her rip holes into the backs of her favorite shirts. When she heard feet shuffling on the other side of the door she stood straight and threw on what she hoped was an easygoing smile.

lodeen

Nothing had really been normal since Erik had arrived at the theory. For starters, escaping the spatters of crime that smeared across the country- and, after talking to others, the world- seemed too good to be true. For a while, it had been. And now, Erik felt like the only person- if not, one of the only people- who didn’t have any special abilities. To be fair, he wasn’t sure he wanted any. Just Erik was fine enough. Responding to the knock at his door, Erik stepped toward it, hearing the familiar click of the clock as he pulled it open. “Hey…” He started, smiling gently. This was just backing up the lack of normalcy- wings? Showers? All Erik could do was try and help.

#p: helena #shock to your system

maddielikesducks-deactivated201

Alright.. Well I can deal with that. Guess we’ll have to see about whether or not it’ll be boring.

lodeen

Okay... that's okay. I try and take pictures of... un-boring things. Have you gone to Berlin before now?

maddielikesducks-deactivated201

Guess we could do that. If I hate it, can I leave?

lodeen

Yes... I give permission to leave. I hope... it's not too boring.

maddielikesducks-deactivated201

Is that what you’re into..? I don’t really know what I like if I’m honest. Haven’t really had much chance to do leisure stuff.

lodeen

Yes... I think... there is... a lot of beauty in... photographs. And... people. So... combine the two... photograph people. Uh... I could... show... you? If... you are interested?

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lodeen

I feel happy, I feel sad, I feel like running through the wall, I’m overjoyed, I’m undecided, I don’t know who I am.

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maddielikesducks-deactivated201

I don’t know.. I just don’t have anyway of blowing off steam around here. Once I have my little freak out I’m usually good for a while.

lodeen

Oh... are there no... gyms? I... haven't looked much. I take photos. It's... comforting...

maddielikesducks-deactivated201

You know.. You’re alright, Germany. I’m not much of a talker anyway so you having limited English kind of a good thing.

lodeen

Okay... thank you. You too. I... if you don't mind, why were you.. angry? Oh... yes, that's... good, yeah.

maddielikesducks-deactivated201

The fuck..? You don’t? Why not? You can just call me Holy.

lodeen

Um... I understand you may... dislike this place... I am not... judgmental. Not much. Okay, Holy. It's... good to see a new person. I've... no stutter anymore... so... yes.

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Oh, how it feels to feel. How truly lucky I am to just feel, to feel it all. To feel pain, to feel sadness, to feel joy, to feel anger. For a second there, I forgot how fortunate I really am. Forgot about the energy in my bloodstream, that violent, unrestricted energy that moves me. Moves me to scream and dance and sing, to fight and fornicate, to kiss and make up. That feverish, relentless energy that takes me to where I wanna go. I say, “There.” and I’m there. You say, “Where?” and we’re halfway around the world. And to think, the beauty of my body is only half that of my brain. How flawlessly we fit together, awfully flawless. I see things in color, I smell flowers in the springtime. I hear babies cry and airplanes fly, and lectures from those who raised me. I decide things and create things and take one thing and turn it into some other thing. I panic about my future, I regret things I’ve done in the past; I love and I lust and I hope and pray that I don’t ever fail to remember how great it feels to just feel. - "It Feels Great" by John O’Callaghan.

#x #he's so friiiiiiiiicking talented i cry #but i imagine he'd take pictures of mallie and then she'd take the camera off him and take some of him #and theyd basically walk around berlin just taking pictures of each other #and he'd just be in awe at hoe pretty she was and everything and s a d