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(She could be doing this from her bed, Heather, or any other thing, but alright. Is Sophie Cuckoo the most altruistic person? Not in a billion years. If anything, she's the most altruistic Cuckoo, good and heroic in nature, but the bar is low. She's... Trying, in her own little way, to be a better person than the day before, so whereas she'd usually be like, 'ugh, whatever, not my problem', it's, well, something she can do to help.
Heather has her out the door, meaning she's extra in her outfit, the click clack of heels announcing her presence as she opens the door and moves her sunglasses to the top of her head, flowing blonde locks in a high ponytail (thank you Ariana Grande inspo) before she flops on the nearest chair.)
What exactly do you think is gonna happen again? To your physical body?
( heather's not entirely sure how or why she agreed to this, but carrying around her anger here in a world where she's grown so much and matured didn't seem fitting. for a long time all she could do was remember her original intent in going to that town. to exact revenge on claudia for killing her father, for dragging her out of her happy world and reminding her of who she once was. in retrospect now, being here and being forced to confront certain aspects of herself she now felt less angry. sadness and upset settled in but she was overall doing far better. her friends had argued for her to forgive claudia and move on, and others had argued for her to just get her revenge and get it over with.
regardless of whatever the right answer was, she needed to do something about this before she ruined everything in the name of revenge and unconfronted feelings. so when sophie finally came into the deli and upstairs, heather in turn was in a more comfortable set of clothing. white tube socks, a matching set, and leaned back onto an old loveseat she stole found in the rec room of the apartments. )
Hey to you too.
( as she greeted the other, she crossed her arms and rolled her head back, looking up to the ceiling. )
I know this might come as a surprise and while I don't really feel like telling you, if I don't none of this won't many any sense. So here's the thing....I uh....was born a long time ago as someone else named 'Alessa' and I had powers at that time. I was born into a cult that sought to use those powers to bring their 'God' into existence but it didn't work out in their favor.
Long story short, I reincarnated into a baby, the person I am right now and my father Harry Mason saved me from that cult. I didn't have any powers...and I couldn't really remember what happened until that woman came into my life again...she wanted to bring 'God' back again and she decided to....well you'll see soon enough what she did to my father.
( it was a long and contrived story and while it wouldn't make sense to most, especially given all the details she left out, she wasn't interested in that. she's sure sophie will see exactly what happened soon enough. )
When I found out what she did...I went into a blind rage and decided to get revenge you know?
(Heather should be used to Sophie by now, right? It's not the first time they've met, and Sophie has two modes only — Emma Frost secretary/diplomat, or young adult mean girl. Clearly, the first one is reserved for more formal settings, and this is absolutely not one of those times. Therefore, she's just... Herself, probably. Whatever that means, she's still figuring that part out.
But she's barely arrived, and she's getting all the lore, and she has no time to do her pretty girl performance — too serious, too fast, so she's in her serious stance to listen to the best of her abilities.
Well, shit. Technically, she didn't really have to? But alas, that means less time trying to unknot the mess in Heather's brain to take a look.)
Right, okay. In your favor, there's very, very little that gets to me, so I can definitely handle all of that. What I do want to know is, are you two people in one, is it just a continuous line, what is it?
( she feels for sophie, she really does and she's sure the other can feel it but heather was clearly troubled by whatever was going on with her. enough to truly make her seem out of place and not the same sassy teen she met at the pool. no heather seemed more serious and concerned, getting straight to the point.
apologies sophie, but she wanted to skip the pussyfooting and get straight to it. )
I'm.....that's a good question.
( now uncertainty seemed to fill every fiber of her being because she had told vincent numerous times she was alessa, and there was no distinction but now? she wasn't entirely sure. )
I don't know. If I had to be honest with you, with myself.....she's me, but I'm not her. Does that make sense?
Guess I'm going to find out. Last time I went into your head, it was surface only. I didn't do any further snooping, so we're going to have an answer as I do a little dive.
(It's hard to explain telepathy to those who don't have it. That was basically just a conversation, not a whole deep dive into the psyche of a person. Distinct use, distinct feel.
Alas, she cracks her knuckles and her neck.)
Kinda does, kinda doesn't. Again, I should have an answer. By the way, it doesn't hurt, or does anything to your body. You're just going to be focused elsewhere for a minute. I can put you to sleep if you think that's better, too.
( she's nervous, that much is clear. she's not entirely concerned about it doing something to her but rather unfurling the woman she once was; alessa. that angry and hurt girl with powers, when she got too emotional and angry things got out of control. she was more worried about that.
still as she sat there and tapped her fingers against her knees, she decided it was best to just go for it. she didn't know sophie too well but somehow, despite her speaking inside of her mind before, she trusted her enough not to share this with anyone.
hopefully. )
Alright, and no I'll stay awake for this alright?
( she cracked her own neck and muscles in return before she leaned back and began to focus on the start of all of her troubles as of present. she had been at the mall and she called her father up to apologize for being late. then that detective came towards her, wanting to talk about her birth. how she had been reincarnated from alessa and taken by harry mason from that cult to live a normal life as heather mason. )
It...you can sense that right? It began that day in the mall. I went to go shopping and fell asleep in a fast food restaurant...I walked out to call my dad and that guy, Douglas came up to me. After that well...then I met her.
(There's something to be said that so many people just trusted Sophie with so many delicate stories, problems, and dilemmas. Heather herself is a surprise, knowing just how much she doesn't seem to like Sophie — and with good reason. While she was sharing all the fun gossip with Quentin as they unrolled, this is not something that goes into that category, it will stay as their little secret.
With glowing pink eyes, she slips into Heather's mind to watch what she is remembering closely. Both girls get pulled into it, standing on the side as they watch the Heather in the memory on the phone. Sophie's hands slip into her pockets as she walks along. One thing is that Sophie can feel what Heather currently feels and felt, alongside with her own feelings, which currently are "I need to give this girl a pepper spray".)
Shady fucking guy in a trenchcoat following a teenage girl. Let me guess. Evil?
( her mind was strumming with a small amount of pain as she felt both of them be transported to that moment. the air was filled with sass and annoyance as heather dismissed douglas and walked off into the bathroom to get away from him. that's how that scene ends, but with her eyes closed in the office, she felt like she was in two places at once.
it was almost as if she were giving sophie a tour of her mind, walking and guiding her into the next scene. )
No....you would think so but he's actually a good person. He was being manipulated by other people to find me....this is what happens next.
( like a screen being projected, they see a wide array of monsters overtaking the mall and heather either running or beating them. eventually they come to the most crucial point; heather meets claudia. they're both now in the backrooms of the mall, watching the scene unfold before them. )
She's here in Etraya by the way, if you haven't met her yet.
(She understands that what is normal to her, isn't normal to most people. She's walking through the memory, feeling the discomfort, but not letting it get to her. If she gave attention to every outward feeling she felt, she'd get nothing accomplished.)
He's still sussy so far in my book.
(Simply because the presentation is fucking weird, but not nearly as strange at Claudia feels. Sophie crosses her arms again as she watches this cryptic woman go on until Heather starts to pass out, the surroundings darkening and her hand moving to her forehead to soothe the same feeling.)
I probably feel her somewhere. I just, you know, don't care to check on everyone. Was it her who fucked up with you?
( that painful memory of passing out was far too much for heather, enough to make her look nervous as she stood before the memory. like a screen wipe though, on came the next one involving her and douglas. before the scene rolled out, heather turned to sophie and nodded. )
Yeah that woman with the long white hair? She orchestrated for my father to be killed. I don't want you to see that scene, where I came home and saw him dead....to be honest so this is what happened next.
( she let out a shaky breath before she crossed her arms and looked onwards. )
I decided to go to Silent Hill to kill Claudia, get revenge....this is what happened.
( they're both in his car, heather's sad and mulling over the death of her father. revelations come forth about how she's connected to the town of silent hill and how she began to remember her past as alessa gillespie. )
(She's bad at comforting, but that's probably to be expected. Sophie too feels slightly lightheaded from the pain that she feels, but she's well-practiced. She can deal easily. Instead, she just pays attention. This is more so Heather can finally come to terms with some stuff — Sophie thinks this might help.
Talking it through with someone who can see it from the source is wholly different, and Sophie is... Well, uninterested in directing Heather either way. It's her decision, after all. Sophie is just here for the ride.
Although, maybe never purposefully hide things from her. Charles Xavier sees strengths, sees potential, sees solutions. Emma Frost and the Cuckoos? See weakness, flaws, and exploits. She's, well, curious. Maybe another time, if it's ever relevant. Let's not do the thing we are working so hard not to fall back into.
Right now, it is definitely not, because she's in the backseat watching this conversation unfold with Heather next to her.)
... So, you're a God. Kind of. Cripes, you were given a really shitty narrative... I'm sorry, kid.
( it is helping in a strange way― it's allowing her to see how douglas was manipulated by claudia and the order into tracking heather down, and how he took responsibility when he realized the truth. she had come to care for him an extent, considering she hadn't shown sophie this yet, but he had talked to heather about his own son and how his loss hurt him too. he had been shot up trying to rob a bank for their family's sake...
that really sat with heather, as much as this was sitting with her. she remained silent for now as the scene before them remained paused, the only thing moving was the rain onto the car. )
Nah not a God, just a perfect vessel for it. There's one last scene I want to show you...but this is just to show you the anger I have towards Claudia. Maybe if I watch it too....I can finally get over this pain.
( before them was a set of stairs that unfurled, and as the door opened before them, the scene unfolded to the inside of what appeared to be a church. there's a name claudia calls out; vincent, but in heather's memory it is blurred out completely. there's nothing when claudia opened her mouth; she was still protecting vincent even in her memories. )
I was an angry girl a long time ago....when I was Alessa but I never wanted that. What Claudia talked about...I just wanted people to understand the pain I went through back then. I wanted Claudia to understand that.
(Whatever helps. She doesn't — she thought that maybe it could, but doubted she could. Perhaps Heather can tell she's not great at the comforting, emotional side of things, but the idea here was to let her come to her own conclusions while reliving and revisiting the facts of her life in a way that Sophie can provide.
It seems to be working.)
Heather, I need to tell you, the more you hide from me, the more you're driving me towards it, and if you deal with a telepath who wishes you harm in the future, you're spoon-feeding them your weaknesses. I'm not going to do anything about it or with it, but you're making my rehab into a better person really, really hard.
(Which, well, granted Heather had no idea she is in one, but just don't.
This is a collaboration, and it's actually not helping Sophie, because her brain goes straight into thinking that if this woman is here, then the person she is addressing is, too, if Heather feels the need to block her. Meaning, it's someone she cares about, but why block it if he had done nothing wrong? See, this was a bad idea, she would have thought nothing of it should Heather not push her out.
Well, she is warned, if not Sophie but someone else, she should have that knowledge.)
... I don't think people can understand, my dearest, especially someone so... Attached to her delusion.
What a threat, here I thought you were one of the good mutants. It's fine, I don't really see how any of this can come back to get me here in Etraya after all.
( she could only hope her words didn't come back to bite her at some point. standing before the scene, of claudia and her now frozen before them as she viewed the memory, heather sighed and shook her head a bit, turning towards sophie. )
You're right, that's why I gave up trying to reason with her at all at this point. If I kill her, get my revenge for what she did to my father I...well it's pointless. If I sit and talk with her about the issue well....it's also pointless. She won't listen, even now that she's in Etraya she thinks coming here is her reward for having done what she did....at least it sounded like she believed that.
Anyways there's not much else to see, sorry. That's all I wanted to show you and I think.....I think I'm feeling better about the whole thing.
I am, that's why I am telling you that what you are doing is basically walking me to a door that says 'do not enter', telling me there's stuff in there I might want to see, and then turning around and shooing me. Just, you know, be careful, not with me but just in general.
(Look. Telepaths come in all shapes and forms. Some will be tempted, like she is, and do nothing about it. Some would break down the door, like she would have half a year ago. Some would shrug and go 'okay'. She just wants Heather to be safe, is all.
But not the point. She's listening, and once Heather finishes, Sophie nods and taps her temple to indicate she's moving them out.
Back to the office she is, and she sighs a little. A lot to unpack here, huh?)
Look. Not that you gotta listen to me or anything, the purpose of this was more of a trauma-releasing exercise and all, but I can tell you from experience that that kind of shit is not going to really solve anything. It only invites more. Trying to change someone who doesn't want to change is also a) impossible, or b) never ends well when it is. But you want to hurt her? Don't give her a time of day. You seem to matter way too much to her, so what if she feels she means nothing to you? Not worth the dirt on the sole of your shoe.
You know, you should just like someone I know, but you're right. I'll be more careful next time. I appreciate the warning.
( though she didn't give her much of a warning for when she decided to take them back to the room. even though it was more of a mental shift than an actual physical and bodily shift, she was left shuddering as she returned to her body and felt just how cold it was. it was terrifying really, to be so far removed and yet so close.
but as soon as the other began to speak, heather opened her eyes and leaned forward, her words landing quite heavy on her. )
No you're right....woah...actually I think that did end up helping me. I don't want to hurt her anymore, I did for a long time, and even when she came here I had some friends telling me I should hurt her but I think you're right. It's not worth it given how little she means to me now. It's a shame....there was a point in time where I deeply cared about her but...
Ah does it usually feel this cold when coming back from memory world?
Oh, no, the temperature didn't change. You just weren't paying attention.
(But she's running a vital brain check real quick, just, you know. Safety and all, just to be sure.)
Well, guess my job here is done. If you do want to lightly fuck with her, though, I'd be super down to pranking her or some stupid shit like that. You're naive as hell, but I think you'd not let me overdo it.
( she began to rise up from her chair, waving an arm towards sophie as she simply shook her head and began to stretch a little bit. as her body warmed up to the room temperature around them, she looked towards the other with a less tense expression than before. )
I’d be down for that actually, and I’m not naive. Trust me, if you knew the intense lessons my dad gave me about ‘stranger danger’, you’d believe me. Besides as long as we don’t blow her up or kill her, any prank is fair game.
Oh, yeah. We can definitely fuck with her a little bit. You know, just because. Wanna play, Heather? Switching memories, illusions, nightmares, mental confusion, delusions, memory issues, list goes on and on, what we thinking?
(Not today, because that's not her mood, but it would actually make her soul sing a little bit to fuck with someone for a while. Harmless stuff. Whatever Heather come up with should be acceptable on a moral standpoint, so.)
I'm thinking more like just scaring her a bit, I'm not trying to turn her catatonic after all.
( sophie saw just how demented and unstable claudia was in her memories didn't she? even if she did hate her, there was just a small part of heather that still cared for the woman.
with a soft sigh, she began to walk towards the other, looking at her gently. )
We'll hash out the details later. Anyways I uh....thank you for helping me. I know it's hard trying to be good and behave, but you actually did help me out quite a bit with all of my issues and feelings I've had about this entire situation. If there's...
well as long as it doesn't involve murder or torturing someone, if there's anything I can do for you in return, just let me know. Okay?
I didn't say 'turn her catatonic', there are levels to each one of these things.
(Oh, gross, feelings towards Sophie. She looks at the girl for a second, as if she isn't buying much, until she drops the posture and nods. Fine. She can accept this.)
Yeah, no worries, I... Hey, I don't kill or torture, okay, just letting that be clear. I'm more girlboss, gatekeep, gaslight sort of bullshit, but yeah. I mean, just take care of yourself is all I ask.
( was that even english? it's too modern of a phrase for her to truly wrap her mind around, but instead heather simply shrugged her shoulders before laughing. )
Okay, okay I get it. I promise I won't get into anything too crazy like crashing cars, jumping off buildings, or wrecking the place up because I'm angry. I promise....I'll be alright.
Seriously though, thanks again. It means a lot to me.
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forgot the outfit smh
Heather has her out the door, meaning she's extra in her outfit, the click clack of heels announcing her presence as she opens the door and moves her sunglasses to the top of her head, flowing blonde locks in a high ponytail (thank you Ariana Grande inspo) before she flops on the nearest chair.)
What exactly do you think is gonna happen again? To your physical body?
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regardless of whatever the right answer was, she needed to do something about this before she ruined everything in the name of revenge and unconfronted feelings. so when sophie finally came into the deli and upstairs, heather in turn was in a more comfortable set of clothing. white tube socks, a matching set, and leaned back onto an old loveseat she
stolefound in the rec room of the apartments. )Hey to you too.
( as she greeted the other, she crossed her arms and rolled her head back, looking up to the ceiling. )
I know this might come as a surprise and while I don't really feel like telling you, if I don't none of this won't many any sense. So here's the thing....I uh....was born a long time ago as someone else named 'Alessa' and I had powers at that time. I was born into a cult that sought to use those powers to bring their 'God' into existence but it didn't work out in their favor.
Long story short, I reincarnated into a baby, the person I am right now and my father Harry Mason saved me from that cult. I didn't have any powers...and I couldn't really remember what happened until that woman came into my life again...she wanted to bring 'God' back again and she decided to....well you'll see soon enough what she did to my father.
( it was a long and contrived story and while it wouldn't make sense to most, especially given all the details she left out, she wasn't interested in that. she's sure sophie will see exactly what happened soon enough. )
When I found out what she did...I went into a blind rage and decided to get revenge you know?
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But she's barely arrived, and she's getting all the lore, and she has no time to do her pretty girl performance — too serious, too fast, so she's in her serious stance to listen to the best of her abilities.
Well, shit. Technically, she didn't really have to? But alas, that means less time trying to unknot the mess in Heather's brain to take a look.)
Right, okay. In your favor, there's very, very little that gets to me, so I can definitely handle all of that. What I do want to know is, are you two people in one, is it just a continuous line, what is it?
... But, yeah, been there. I get you.
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apologies sophie, but she wanted to skip the pussyfooting and get straight to it. )
I'm.....that's a good question.
( now uncertainty seemed to fill every fiber of her being because she had told vincent numerous times she was alessa, and there was no distinction but now? she wasn't entirely sure. )
I don't know. If I had to be honest with you, with myself.....she's me, but I'm not her. Does that make sense?
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(It's hard to explain telepathy to those who don't have it. That was basically just a conversation, not a whole deep dive into the psyche of a person. Distinct use, distinct feel.
Alas, she cracks her knuckles and her neck.)
Kinda does, kinda doesn't. Again, I should have an answer. By the way, it doesn't hurt, or does anything to your body. You're just going to be focused elsewhere for a minute. I can put you to sleep if you think that's better, too.
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still as she sat there and tapped her fingers against her knees, she decided it was best to just go for it. she didn't know sophie too well but somehow, despite her speaking inside of her mind before, she trusted her enough not to share this with anyone.
hopefully. )
Alright, and no I'll stay awake for this alright?
( she cracked her own neck and muscles in return before she leaned back and began to focus on the start of all of her troubles as of present. she had been at the mall and she called her father up to apologize for being late. then that detective came towards her, wanting to talk about her birth. how she had been reincarnated from alessa and taken by harry mason from that cult to live a normal life as heather mason. )
It...you can sense that right? It began that day in the mall. I went to go shopping and fell asleep in a fast food restaurant...I walked out to call my dad and that guy, Douglas came up to me. After that well...then I met her.
( claudia wolf. )
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With glowing pink eyes, she slips into Heather's mind to watch what she is remembering closely. Both girls get pulled into it, standing on the side as they watch the Heather in the memory on the phone. Sophie's hands slip into her pockets as she walks along. One thing is that Sophie can feel what Heather currently feels and felt, alongside with her own feelings, which currently are "I need to give this girl a pepper spray".)
Shady fucking guy in a trenchcoat following a teenage girl. Let me guess. Evil?
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it was almost as if she were giving sophie a tour of her mind, walking and guiding her into the next scene. )
No....you would think so but he's actually a good person. He was being manipulated by other people to find me....this is what happens next.
( like a screen being projected, they see a wide array of monsters overtaking the mall and heather either running or beating them. eventually they come to the most crucial point; heather meets claudia. they're both now in the backrooms of the mall, watching the scene unfold before them. )
She's here in Etraya by the way, if you haven't met her yet.
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He's still sussy so far in my book.
(Simply because the presentation is fucking weird, but not nearly as strange at Claudia feels. Sophie crosses her arms again as she watches this cryptic woman go on until Heather starts to pass out, the surroundings darkening and her hand moving to her forehead to soothe the same feeling.)
I probably feel her somewhere. I just, you know, don't care to check on everyone. Was it her who fucked up with you?
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Yeah that woman with the long white hair? She orchestrated for my father to be killed. I don't want you to see that scene, where I came home and saw him dead....to be honest so this is what happened next.
( she let out a shaky breath before she crossed her arms and looked onwards. )
I decided to go to Silent Hill to kill Claudia, get revenge....this is what happened.
( they're both in his car, heather's sad and mulling over the death of her father. revelations come forth about how she's connected to the town of silent hill and how she began to remember her past as alessa gillespie. )
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Talking it through with someone who can see it from the source is wholly different, and Sophie is... Well, uninterested in directing Heather either way. It's her decision, after all. Sophie is just here for the ride.
Although, maybe never purposefully hide things from her. Charles Xavier sees strengths, sees potential, sees solutions. Emma Frost and the Cuckoos? See weakness, flaws, and exploits. She's, well, curious. Maybe another time, if it's ever relevant. Let's not do the thing we are working so hard not to fall back into.
Right now, it is definitely not, because she's in the backseat watching this conversation unfold with Heather next to her.)
... So, you're a God. Kind of. Cripes, you were given a really shitty narrative... I'm sorry, kid.
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that really sat with heather, as much as this was sitting with her. she remained silent for now as the scene before them remained paused, the only thing moving was the rain onto the car. )
Nah not a God, just a perfect vessel for it. There's one last scene I want to show you...but this is just to show you the anger I have towards Claudia. Maybe if I watch it too....I can finally get over this pain.
( before them was a set of stairs that unfurled, and as the door opened before them, the scene unfolded to the inside of what appeared to be a church. there's a name claudia calls out; vincent, but in heather's memory it is blurred out completely. there's nothing when claudia opened her mouth; she was still protecting vincent even in her memories. )
I was an angry girl a long time ago....when I was Alessa but I never wanted that. What Claudia talked about...I just wanted people to understand the pain I went through back then. I wanted Claudia to understand that.
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It seems to be working.)
Heather, I need to tell you, the more you hide from me, the more you're driving me towards it, and if you deal with a telepath who wishes you harm in the future, you're spoon-feeding them your weaknesses. I'm not going to do anything about it or with it, but you're making my rehab into a better person really, really hard.
(Which, well, granted Heather had no idea she is in one, but just don't.
This is a collaboration, and it's actually not helping Sophie, because her brain goes straight into thinking that if this woman is here, then the person she is addressing is, too, if Heather feels the need to block her. Meaning, it's someone she cares about, but why block it if he had done nothing wrong? See, this was a bad idea, she would have thought nothing of it should Heather not push her out.
Well, she is warned, if not Sophie but someone else, she should have that knowledge.)
... I don't think people can understand, my dearest, especially someone so... Attached to her delusion.
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( she could only hope her words didn't come back to bite her at some point. standing before the scene, of claudia and her now frozen before them as she viewed the memory, heather sighed and shook her head a bit, turning towards sophie. )
You're right, that's why I gave up trying to reason with her at all at this point. If I kill her, get my revenge for what she did to my father I...well it's pointless. If I sit and talk with her about the issue well....it's also pointless. She won't listen, even now that she's in Etraya she thinks coming here is her reward for having done what she did....at least it sounded like she believed that.
Anyways there's not much else to see, sorry. That's all I wanted to show you and I think.....I think I'm feeling better about the whole thing.
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(Look. Telepaths come in all shapes and forms. Some will be tempted, like she is, and do nothing about it. Some would break down the door, like she would have half a year ago. Some would shrug and go 'okay'. She just wants Heather to be safe, is all.
But not the point. She's listening, and once Heather finishes, Sophie nods and taps her temple to indicate she's moving them out.
Back to the office she is, and she sighs a little. A lot to unpack here, huh?)
Look. Not that you gotta listen to me or anything, the purpose of this was more of a trauma-releasing exercise and all, but I can tell you from experience that that kind of shit is not going to really solve anything. It only invites more. Trying to change someone who doesn't want to change is also a) impossible, or b) never ends well when it is. But you want to hurt her? Don't give her a time of day. You seem to matter way too much to her, so what if she feels she means nothing to you? Not worth the dirt on the sole of your shoe.
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( though she didn't give her much of a warning for when she decided to take them back to the room. even though it was more of a mental shift than an actual physical and bodily shift, she was left shuddering as she returned to her body and felt just how cold it was. it was terrifying really, to be so far removed and yet so close.
but as soon as the other began to speak, heather opened her eyes and leaned forward, her words landing quite heavy on her. )
No you're right....woah...actually I think that did end up helping me. I don't want to hurt her anymore, I did for a long time, and even when she came here I had some friends telling me I should hurt her but I think you're right. It's not worth it given how little she means to me now. It's a shame....there was a point in time where I deeply cared about her but...
Ah does it usually feel this cold when coming back from memory world?
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(But she's running a vital brain check real quick, just, you know. Safety and all, just to be sure.)
Well, guess my job here is done. If you do want to lightly fuck with her, though, I'd be super down to pranking her or some stupid shit like that. You're naive as hell, but I think you'd not let me overdo it.
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( she began to rise up from her chair, waving an arm towards sophie as she simply shook her head and began to stretch a little bit. as her body warmed up to the room temperature around them, she looked towards the other with a less tense expression than before. )
I’d be down for that actually, and I’m not naive. Trust me, if you knew the intense lessons my dad gave me about ‘stranger danger’, you’d believe me. Besides as long as we don’t blow her up or kill her, any prank is fair game.
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(Not today, because that's not her mood, but it would actually make her soul sing a little bit to fuck with someone for a while. Harmless stuff. Whatever Heather come up with should be acceptable on a moral standpoint, so.)
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( sophie saw just how demented and unstable claudia was in her memories didn't she? even if she did hate her, there was just a small part of heather that still cared for the woman.
with a soft sigh, she began to walk towards the other, looking at her gently. )
We'll hash out the details later. Anyways I uh....thank you for helping me. I know it's hard trying to be good and behave, but you actually did help me out quite a bit with all of my issues and feelings I've had about this entire situation. If there's...
well as long as it doesn't involve murder or torturing someone, if there's anything I can do for you in return, just let me know. Okay?
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(Oh, gross, feelings towards Sophie. She looks at the girl for a second, as if she isn't buying much, until she drops the posture and nods. Fine. She can accept this.)
Yeah, no worries, I... Hey, I don't kill or torture, okay, just letting that be clear. I'm more girlboss, gatekeep, gaslight sort of bullshit, but yeah. I mean, just take care of yourself is all I ask.
going to start wrapping this up here ♥
( was that even english? it's too modern of a phrase for her to truly wrap her mind around, but instead heather simply shrugged her shoulders before laughing. )
Okay, okay I get it. I promise I won't get into anything too crazy like crashing cars, jumping off buildings, or wrecking the place up because I'm angry. I promise....I'll be alright.
Seriously though, thanks again. It means a lot to me.
wrap!
(Not really, but okay.)
Good. And if you need me, just let me know. I can hear a fucking pin drop here. Anyway, you're welcome, and I'll be seeing you, okay?
(If all is well, Sophie will be on her way! Look at that, 10 points for rehab.)