Christ, you've got a brave dick on you if you went for that nightmare.
[see, this is normal. she has normal feelings about her parents and about gi—kiriona talking about fucking them. she starts looking through fantasy youtube for good ol' pirated album streams and sends two links over.]
All right, I sent you both of those albums. My heart won't break if you don't like the other tracks on them, but I think you'll probably find something you're into. And if it turns out MCR and Coheed aren't your thing but you want stuff that sounds like 'em, let me know, okay? I got you.
One of the songs on the Coheed album is about a demonic ten-speed bicycle trying to convince a comic book author to kill off one of his characters, though.
[ Such a regular conversation! But this -- dick jokes and ridiculously bad parents -- is familiar territory.
The I've got you burrows its way in the space where Kiriona's heart used to be more than it should. She ignores that, and finds that ignoring isn't something she's lost touch with, these days. ]
Okay, so start with the Coheed. Cool.
[ It's not thanks. But it's not not thanks, either. ]
Yeah. Start with 'em if you'd like, or I can give you a couple other bands close to them if they're too much. We've got one called Mandroid Echostar that I wouldn't mind introducing you to.
[she pauses for a second. debates saying something. goes for it.]
She star on my mandroid 'til I echo? [aaaaand gives up on it.] Man, fuck. I'm no good at this. But let me know what you think, all right? Waiting to hear from you on purpose this time.
She echo on my mandroid 'til I star. [ Kiriona corrects, because she's great at this, obviously.
Kiriona could leave it at that. She probably should leave it at that. But the fact that after what's happened to Kiriona, after what she's become, after everything she's said to Anna -- that Anna is still waiting for her? That Anna still wants to hear from her?
Oh shit, I gotta get you into Prince, too. Okay, that'll be for later. Just hook back up with me whenever. Take care of yourself.
[she shouldn't hold on to hope. hope is the mind killer. but fuck it, she'd rather have false hope than none at all right now. and maybe... if this is really the way that kiriona is now, maybe this can be the beginning of something else. something just as good, or better.]
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[see, this is normal. she has normal feelings about her parents and about gi—kiriona talking about fucking them. she starts looking through fantasy youtube for good ol' pirated album streams and sends two links over.]
All right, I sent you both of those albums. My heart won't break if you don't like the other tracks on them, but I think you'll probably find something you're into. And if it turns out MCR and Coheed aren't your thing but you want stuff that sounds like 'em, let me know, okay? I got you.
One of the songs on the Coheed album is about a demonic ten-speed bicycle trying to convince a comic book author to kill off one of his characters, though.
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[ Such a regular conversation! But this -- dick jokes and ridiculously bad parents -- is familiar territory.
The I've got you burrows its way in the space where Kiriona's heart used to be more than it should. She ignores that, and finds that ignoring isn't something she's lost touch with, these days. ]
Okay, so start with the Coheed. Cool.
[ It's not thanks. But it's not not thanks, either. ]
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[she pauses for a second. debates saying something. goes for it.]
She star on my mandroid 'til I echo? [aaaaand gives up on it.] Man, fuck. I'm no good at this. But let me know what you think, all right? Waiting to hear from you on purpose this time.
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Kiriona could leave it at that. She probably should leave it at that. But the fact that after what's happened to Kiriona, after what she's become, after everything she's said to Anna -- that Anna is still waiting for her? That Anna still wants to hear from her?
It's a new feeling. It's almost like safety.
Quieter, like an afterthought: ]
Sure. Thanks.
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[a pause.]
Oh shit, I gotta get you into Prince, too. Okay, that'll be for later. Just hook back up with me whenever. Take care of yourself.
[she shouldn't hold on to hope. hope is the mind killer. but fuck it, she'd rather have false hope than none at all right now. and maybe... if this is really the way that kiriona is now, maybe this can be the beginning of something else. something just as good, or better.]