[she shakes her head.] ... No. But they just killed all the things that looked like us. I watched all the people here just put swords through me. Through the ones that could shift still. Like they were supposed to.
...you're right, though, you know? The only reason we killed them is because they were making trouble for us and they were "unnatural." [ a sarcastic huff ] Not exactly noble and heroic.
I would've been happy to let mine run around spooking people. But...it was saying some things that I didn't exactly want to be public. So he had to go.
Mine too. [for the same reasons, but. still, just.]
That's what people are taught to do. They grow up seeing things that aren't human, that don't look like them, that can't fit in the square hole, and they spend their entire lives exterminating those things and patting each other on the backs for it. They never change the way they see things.
[she pauses, and makes a frustrated sound, kneading at her own ribs. like she's like. trying to push them in? like she is trying to compress herself.]
It never changes, it's always. It's always the same, even here. [she's waiting for it to not even have to be her clone.]
Believe me, I know. I'm a ghost who had ghost hunters for parents. [ a pause ] I could never tell them the truth, because the risk that they'd stop seeing me as me and only see me as "ectoplasmic scum" in the shape of their son was too high.
But that's just...human nature. It's not going to change. And if it's not going to change, then there's no point in letting it get to you. Or else you just...end up making yourself hurt twice as much.
[this is so funny because she doesn't like to admit this but the self loathing fight really just coaxes it out of her because now she has to prove a POINT]
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Did you...want them to stick around?
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[she shakes her head.] ... No. But they just killed all the things that looked like us. I watched all the people here just put swords through me. Through the ones that could shift still. Like they were supposed to.
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...you're right, though, you know? The only reason we killed them is because they were making trouble for us and they were "unnatural." [ a sarcastic huff ] Not exactly noble and heroic.
I would've been happy to let mine run around spooking people. But...it was saying some things that I didn't exactly want to be public. So he had to go.
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That's what people are taught to do. They grow up seeing things that aren't human, that don't look like them, that can't fit in the square hole, and they spend their entire lives exterminating those things and patting each other on the backs for it. They never change the way they see things.
[she pauses, and makes a frustrated sound, kneading at her own ribs. like she's like. trying to push them in? like she is trying to compress herself.]
It never changes, it's always. It's always the same, even here. [she's waiting for it to not even have to be her clone.]
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But that's just...human nature. It's not going to change. And if it's not going to change, then there's no point in letting it get to you. Or else you just...end up making yourself hurt twice as much.
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Yeah, like it's that easy. [she mutters.] Just don't let it get to you! Sure. Simple.
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...it's not. I know it's not. It took me a long time to be able to stop caring about it. I wouldn't wish it on anyone else. And even then...
...that's why I told you you were a good person the other week, you know. Because you still care.
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Yeah, well. You'll loop around eventually. [what does this even mean nimona
she's quiet, and then:]
I'm not a good person and you should stop saying it. I'm not even a person.
[but it's not angry or snappy, she just sounds tired.]
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[ are we going to get into a self-loathing fight ]
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she gives him a flat look from her space up in the tree, and then shifts with a wince.]
Yeah, okay. Get back to me with a body count and we'll go from there.
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How many digits do you want on that?
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I'm not seventeen, I'll tell you that much.
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I've had plenty of time to rack up a giant body count, thank you very much.
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[she clearly does not believe him but she's a brat, so.]
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Depends on how you count it. The easy answer? Twenty-six.
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Baby. Get back to me in nine centuries.
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...alright. I'll yield on the age part. Even counting the most generously for me, I wouldn't get close to that.
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But I still stand by my body count. Four when I lost track, but in the millions for sure, and possibly even billions. [ folds his arms. so THERE! ]
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[NYEH!!!
on the plus side brat mode is activated which means she's... less sad??? so i guess good job danny.]
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[ his pride wouldn't ALLOW IT!!!! ]
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