SURVIVAL IS NOT THE ONLY THING CRESSIDA LEARNED—the desire to be alone and an intense disillusionment are lessons from philipe and bernice. cressida does not seem to be wired like most people—not afraid of danger, not afraid of blood, and not afraid of LONELINESS. most people like to be loved and validated, most people like to have somebody to come home to—not cressida. if the young woman could have each and every whim played into reality? everyone would DISAPPEAR until called for. the jungle outside the gates is perfect—who the fuck wants to live there? voluntarily? not a lot of people—WELL, not a lot of friendly and cheery people. cressida wants no company, but as far as sharing the jungle goes? things could be a lot worse than sharing with the outsiders; most of them want to be left alone too.
eyebrows crease into a genuine look of concern, “ are you fucking DAFT? ” cressida questions with a low and serious tone—the look of concern isn’t for aurora and that much is clear: it is a look of concern that someone could be THAT reckless. “ what kind of a death wish do you have? i don’t know what the hell a BARBIE is, but i know what a BITCH is and listen… ” the words come to a drawl as cressida pins aurora under a dark stare before the thought comes to a finish with a wink, “ no rules outside the gates—nothing stopping me from MAIMING you in that bed you told me about unless you want to, y’know, get the fuck away. ”
She didn’t know what a Barbie was? Of course she didn’t. Aurora only knew because her grandmother had a collection, well worth a million dollars. It was the sort of thing people of the Danes’ status had. An entire room dedicated to plastic-encased Barbie dolls, ones a granddaughter would never be allowed to touch. Something anyone who wasn’t in the 1% wouldn’t have experience with. Toys of the past rarely maintained a real presence in the present in anythign other than collectibles. What a stupid mistake, drawing on a childhood memory just to make an insult. Shit.
But then Cressida went in on the threats, and Aurora knew her error wasn’t as serious as she’d thought. No, Cressida was on a rampage to blow off steam now, and it was only going to get more fun between the two brunettes.
“If you wanted to share all you had to do was ask. I bet you’re into some kinky shit.” There was a mischievous glint in her eyes now, prompted by the wink. “But on second thought, unless you go jump in a bath right now, you’re not touching this.” Aurora gestured to her body, keeping her tone almost conversational rather than confrontational. “So I’M going to keep walking, like I was, and you can just.. well, I don’t know, I guess you’re going to have to fuck yourself.”
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