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I can be feminine in all my rage. I can be girl and woman, and claws with teeth. Watch me burn.
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Cybil...? Dear? You're not too bothered by me having a... dark past, are you?
Adrian...? Daray?
I know you’ve made out with all of hell or whatever.
I was drugged, brainwashed, and shot, in that order before transferring here.
If you have anything darker than that, I’m happy to talk about it, but... You sound golden, sunshine.
grinningchaos:
Y’know what’s fucked up?
Cops.
An’ I ain’t just talkin’ about the fuckery goin’ down everywhere with ‘em takin’ their shit and runnin’ too far with it. That’s its own level ‘a fucked up I don’t even got enough words t’ cover tonight.
Nah, I just mean general bacon.
Apparently Adrian’s datin’ one now? Which is fine, but I hope he knows about cops. I gotta make sure he knows about cops, y’know? ‘Cuz he talks about ghosts an’ demons an’ fuckin’ evil elemental forest nymphs an’ shit, but he ain’t never studied the supernatural properties ‘a the pigs, an’ he really fuckin’ should. ‘Cuz they got ‘em.
Cops can smell fear.
I can hear you laughin’ at me, a’right, an’ I don’t fuckin’ appreciate it, ‘cuz they can. I guaran-fuckin-tee you ‘at they can smell fear. I spent so much time runnin’ from ‘em I know ‘at from the goddamned source. Soon as I stopped bein’ so scared of ‘em, it got about 50 times easier to hide from the fuckers. Literally soon as I stopped bein’ scared. ‘Cuz they could smell the fuckin’ fear.
That ain’t all, neither. Should talk to me sometime ‘bout all the shit I know ‘bout cops.
You can run from ‘em better if you’re wearin’ two left shoes or two right shoes ‘cuz they work better in pairs. They can’t see the color purple, but they see better in blue ‘r red light; ‘s what the police lights are for. A lot of ‘em’s got super sensitive eyes, so they wear those goddamned sunglasses everywhere. ‘At last one’s also why it works so well t’ flash a flashlight straight into their eyes at a real close distance an’ then run away quick.
“That works with normal people too,” ya say.
Well, it works even better on the pigs.
‘S true.
The officers in England have different ways of working shifts than Brahms... As if jet lag wasn’t bad enough. Guess I can’t complain, though. I had night shift every third go of it, and here it looks like training will have me doing 4-6 for only a few months.
They’re kinda on-edge around me. Maybe my history of weapon discharge made it overseas.
Don’t even have a gun here. I’ll get used to it...
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