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Meno male che c'è sempre qualcuno che canta
e la tristezza ce la fa passare
sennò la nostra vita sarebbe come una barchetta in mezzo al mare...
La ragazza e la miniera - Francesco De Gregori
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“So.”
The voice was clear, precise and cutting. Paragon froze up, the machine in his hand dislodging itself at the sudden movement and, despite his fumbling, went on with it’s course of hitting his foot with a loud ‘thunk.’
His sister winced a bit as she herd the strangled cry, and watched him hurriedly scooped it back up with a drawn out whimper. She decided to continue anyways.
“Since your now… indisposed, we can talk without you running out on me. Excellent.” she shifted her position. He hobbled over to his bed and flopped onto it. Of course.
“I’m not a subject Candy” he grumbled into the comforter. it was nice and warm and took his mind off the horrible pain of his foot and-
“I’ve herd you’ve been around the Oracle guy.”
“the what??”
“Christian. ….he goes by Chris? Well known for the weird shit he pulls around here”
Oh great. This talk.
“What do you care about what friends I make” she snorted at that
“Paragon you don’t make friends.” he winced, this time from the sharp words. “so what’s the draw with this one.”
“I just like him”
“Oh yes because we all know how well that goes.”
“I don’t want to talk about this”
“Hm. Too bad your stuck here now.”
He Growled into the bed. “Yeah well- Maybe I could make friends. Or a friend.”
“Yeah and then electrocute them?”
He finally moved to face her with a sharp look of his own. “No.” She just raised an eyebrow in response. He went on.
“This isn’t Thunderton that’s not gonna happen. It was an accident anyways”
She gave him a long cold stare.
“Only a matter of time then.” He sat up now, glaring back.
“No it’s not! It doesn’t- It won’t! It’s different”
“And how are you so sure?”
“It feels different. I dunno. I don’t have the stigma here; and I don’t think he’d care.”
“….So how long until you have feelings for him- ah. nevermind you already do.” His face straight up reddened when she said that. Obvious sign. He sputtered a bit, so she went on.
“Well are you going to tell him?” It took a few attempts for him to recover.
“No.”
“So it does matter then. Good.” This method was safer.
He snorted. “Why are you always on my case when-“
“Because this always happens Paragon.” He opened his mouth to retort, but she cut him off.
“Your the ‘bolt of destruction.’ I’m just trying to contain the damage.”
He forced himself up at that. His foot throbbed but despite that he limped out the door. she stared after him until it clicked shut. That was a good talk. Maybe he’d be more careful now.
