[Jinx sat there quietly and listened. Well, at least they weren't horny and trying not to bang like rabbits on the couch? Hooray, optimism? No, not really.]
The more you talk about your dad, the more I realize what a fucked up creature God is. [She sighed.] I won't tell anyone that. No need to have anyone try and kill anything else I like. Still, it's like Superman carrying around Kryptonite just in case Supergirl cracks and goes after him.
[Another sigh. Well, he told her a secret, it was only fair...] All my scars are my fault. There's more than what you just saw. My back, my legs, internal ones. I really don't want to know how screwed my organs are from all this. But it's my fault. For screwing up.
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Date: 2011-02-26 07:59 am (UTC)The more you talk about your dad, the more I realize what a fucked up creature God is. [She sighed.] I won't tell anyone that. No need to have anyone try and kill anything else I like. Still, it's like Superman carrying around Kryptonite just in case Supergirl cracks and goes after him.
[Another sigh. Well, he told her a secret, it was only fair...] All my scars are my fault. There's more than what you just saw. My back, my legs, internal ones. I really don't want to know how screwed my organs are from all this. But it's my fault. For screwing up.