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@odessa-the-madscientist
INTRODUCTION.
Heyyyy.. Si.. it’s been a while.
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"Mhm..? Oh yeah.. It's been a while."
Simon yawned.
Sleepy?
"To be honest? Yes... You know, the radiation burns my skin.. That alone is a factor.. I can't sleep.."
Want me to get you a cold rag to put on the burns? And maybe get you a cold bath ready?
"Please do... Be careful.. My skin feels like it's on fire."
Simon didn't really like the fact that he was basically begging her, but getting help was nothing bad after all. And who knows? Maybe even the Butcher deserves to get help.
I will then. I’ll leave the washing part to you. But.. i’ll be right back, okay? just one second. I’ll get it.
she walked away to go grab the rag, and get the bath ready.
"Can you... Help me with my hair..? Maybe help brushing it..? It's so awfully long and i don't want to cut it.... Hair keeps memories.. What if i forget my mother....."
The last part was more mumbled than anything else.
Yeah! Right after I get finished with this rag thingy.
she said from the other room.
"Thank you...."
He let out a sigh, hiding his face behind his cowl.
She soon came back in the room with a hairbrush and a sprayer with water in it to detangle it. And of course, the rag.
Ready?
Heyyyy.. Si.. it’s been a while.
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"Mhm..? Oh yeah.. It's been a while."
Simon yawned.
Sleepy?
"To be honest? Yes... You know, the radiation burns my skin.. That alone is a factor.. I can't sleep.."
Want me to get you a cold rag to put on the burns? And maybe get you a cold bath ready?
"Please do... Be careful.. My skin feels like it's on fire."
Simon didn't really like the fact that he was basically begging her, but getting help was nothing bad after all. And who knows? Maybe even the Butcher deserves to get help.
I will then. I’ll leave the washing part to you. But.. i’ll be right back, okay? just one second. I’ll get it.
she walked away to go grab the rag, and get the bath ready.
"Can you... Help me with my hair..? Maybe help brushing it..? It's so awfully long and i don't want to cut it.... Hair keeps memories.. What if i forget my mother....."
The last part was more mumbled than anything else.
Yeah! Right after I get finished with this rag thingy.
she said from the other room.
Heyyyy.. Si.. it’s been a while.
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"Mhm..? Oh yeah.. It's been a while."
Simon yawned.
Sleepy?
"To be honest? Yes... You know, the radiation burns my skin.. That alone is a factor.. I can't sleep.."
Want me to get you a cold rag to put on the burns? And maybe get you a cold bath ready?
"Please do... Be careful.. My skin feels like it's on fire."
Simon didn't really like the fact that he was basically begging her, but getting help was nothing bad after all. And who knows? Maybe even the Butcher deserves to get help.
I will then. I’ll leave the washing part to you. But.. i’ll be right back, okay? just one second. I’ll get it.
she walked away to go grab the rag, and get the bath ready.
Heyyyy.. Si.. it’s been a while.
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"Mhm..? Oh yeah.. It's been a while."
Simon yawned.
Sleepy?
"To be honest? Yes... You know, the radiation burns my skin.. That alone is a factor.. I can't sleep.."
Want me to get you a cold rag to put on the burns? And maybe get you a cold bath ready?
Heyyyy.. Si.. it’s been a while.
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"Mhm..? Oh yeah.. It's been a while."
Simon yawned.
Sleepy?
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
Simon smiled slightly.
"Good.. Thank you for helping me with my hair."
Simon's voice was soft, he felt calm and safe.
"I do like whenever you give me a pat on my head.."
I can’t believe people hate you so much. You’re so nice.
she said as she finished off the last piece of the braid, now just patting his head softly.
"They hate me cause i killed 6% of humanity and destroyed Filament Station.."
He started laughing softly, playing with his braids.
"I can be nice.. If i want to."
Well, I think you’re nice.
"Thank you, means a lot to me."
He smiled at her.
You’re welcome, Si.
she said as she hugged his shoulders from behind.
He lifted his arms a bit, trying to shake her hands off.
"Please don't- I was not ready for this.."
Ah— Alright. Sensitive there?
she said as she pulled away slightly, raising an eyebrow.
"Autism. I also don't really like hugs in general.. Yeah."
He put his book aside and looked at her right over his glasses.
Oh. I didn’t know you had autism. Apologies! If you don’t mind me asking, what ARE you comfortable with?
"A slight warning or a question before the hugs come in. Being around my dear wife Wisteria. My bed.."
Got itttt… So, may I hug you??
He thought for a moment.
"Sure.. Don't get used to it."
Alright then.
she says as she immediately hugged him.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
Simon smiled slightly.
"Good.. Thank you for helping me with my hair."
Simon's voice was soft, he felt calm and safe.
"I do like whenever you give me a pat on my head.."
I can’t believe people hate you so much. You’re so nice.
she said as she finished off the last piece of the braid, now just patting his head softly.
"They hate me cause i killed 6% of humanity and destroyed Filament Station.."
He started laughing softly, playing with his braids.
"I can be nice.. If i want to."
Well, I think you’re nice.
"Thank you, means a lot to me."
He smiled at her.
You’re welcome, Si.
she said as she hugged his shoulders from behind.
He lifted his arms a bit, trying to shake her hands off.
"Please don't- I was not ready for this.."
Ah— Alright. Sensitive there?
she said as she pulled away slightly, raising an eyebrow.
"Autism. I also don't really like hugs in general.. Yeah."
He put his book aside and looked at her right over his glasses.
Oh. I didn’t know you had autism. Apologies! If you don’t mind me asking, what ARE you comfortable with?
"A slight warning or a question before the hugs come in. Being around my dear wife Wisteria. My bed.."
Got itttt… So, may I hug you??
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
Simon smiled slightly.
"Good.. Thank you for helping me with my hair."
Simon's voice was soft, he felt calm and safe.
"I do like whenever you give me a pat on my head.."
I can’t believe people hate you so much. You’re so nice.
she said as she finished off the last piece of the braid, now just patting his head softly.
"They hate me cause i killed 6% of humanity and destroyed Filament Station.."
He started laughing softly, playing with his braids.
"I can be nice.. If i want to."
Well, I think you’re nice.
"Thank you, means a lot to me."
He smiled at her.
You’re welcome, Si.
she said as she hugged his shoulders from behind.
He lifted his arms a bit, trying to shake her hands off.
"Please don't- I was not ready for this.."
Ah— Alright. Sensitive there?
she said as she pulled away slightly, raising an eyebrow.
"Autism. I also don't really like hugs in general.. Yeah."
He put his book aside and looked at her right over his glasses.
Oh. I didn’t know you had autism. Apologies! If you don’t mind me asking, what ARE you comfortable with?
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
Simon smiled slightly.
"Good.. Thank you for helping me with my hair."
Simon's voice was soft, he felt calm and safe.
"I do like whenever you give me a pat on my head.."
I can’t believe people hate you so much. You’re so nice.
she said as she finished off the last piece of the braid, now just patting his head softly.
"They hate me cause i killed 6% of humanity and destroyed Filament Station.."
He started laughing softly, playing with his braids.
"I can be nice.. If i want to."
Well, I think you’re nice.
"Thank you, means a lot to me."
He smiled at her.
You’re welcome, Si.
she said as she hugged his shoulders from behind.
He lifted his arms a bit, trying to shake her hands off.
"Please don't- I was not ready for this.."
Ah— Alright. Sensitive there?
she said as she pulled away slightly, raising an eyebrow.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
Simon smiled slightly.
"Good.. Thank you for helping me with my hair."
Simon's voice was soft, he felt calm and safe.
"I do like whenever you give me a pat on my head.."
I can’t believe people hate you so much. You’re so nice.
she said as she finished off the last piece of the braid, now just patting his head softly.
"They hate me cause i killed 6% of humanity and destroyed Filament Station.."
He started laughing softly, playing with his braids.
"I can be nice.. If i want to."
Well, I think you’re nice.
"Thank you, means a lot to me."
He smiled at her.
You’re welcome, Si.
she said as she hugged his shoulders from behind.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
Simon smiled slightly.
"Good.. Thank you for helping me with my hair."
Simon's voice was soft, he felt calm and safe.
"I do like whenever you give me a pat on my head.."
I can’t believe people hate you so much. You’re so nice.
she said as she finished off the last piece of the braid, now just patting his head softly.
"They hate me cause i killed 6% of humanity and destroyed Filament Station.."
He started laughing softly, playing with his braids.
"I can be nice.. If i want to."
Well, I think you’re nice.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
Simon smiled slightly.
"Good.. Thank you for helping me with my hair."
Simon's voice was soft, he felt calm and safe.
"I do like whenever you give me a pat on my head.."
I can’t believe people hate you so much. You’re so nice.
she said as she finished off the last piece of the braid, now just patting his head softly.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
"Can you braid my hair? So i don't have to do it.. Two long braids should do the trick."
Simon didn't really care much about the past these days. He can't change it anyways.
"You okay back there?"
Uh- Yeah. I’m fine.
she shook her head, trying to stop herself from zoning out. She began to braid his hair, occasionally giving him a little pat on the head. She felt pitiful almost, he had been through so much. Yet she knew if she babied him, he’d hate it.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
"Just a book about a guy trapped in a mental hospital with the killer of his daughter.. I prefer psycho thriller over anything else."
Simon yawned a bit.
Yeesh, that brings me back to my mental hospital days. Messed me up so much. I wonder why my mama put me in there…
she paused brushing for a moment, staring off somewhere, thinking.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.
He got down on his knees, grabbing a book. Then he put his glasses on and started to read.
"Remember.. I trust you..."
Whatcha reading?
she said while brushing his hair, which felt awfully nice.
…Can i brush your hair pretty please? I’ll be gentle!
— @odessa-the-madscientist
"If you're not gentle.. I'll bite your hand off, i promise. Do we have a deal?"
Simon opened his pony tail and his beautiful long black hair was half way down his back.
"Now be gentle.. I usually don't like other people touching my hair."
Alrighty… Sit down on your knees for me. And no, I’m not trying to be horny.
She says while grabbing a brush and putting it in her lap, waiting for him to sit.