Naeva dos Martos (
desirestruth) wrote in
auroraexpress2019-09-15 03:31 pm
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Who: The Glitter Criminal
When: Day 42, Morning
Where: The Jackal Express
[Hey, Aurora. Do you hear that? A slight whining noise, barely audible over the noises of the train itself?
Well, early in the morning of day 42, that whine becomes a loud POP.
And now all the public cars and all of Senna is literally covered in glitter. Glitter rains from the vents. Shoots out from under seats. Glitter big enough to come in funny shapes. Tiny iridescent glitter that you're never going to get out of your clothes coats the windows, making the scenery glimmer. Glitter everywhere in every shape, size and color.]
When: Day 42, Morning
Where: The Jackal Express
[Hey, Aurora. Do you hear that? A slight whining noise, barely audible over the noises of the train itself?
Well, early in the morning of day 42, that whine becomes a loud POP.
And now all the public cars and all of Senna is literally covered in glitter. Glitter rains from the vents. Shoots out from under seats. Glitter big enough to come in funny shapes. Tiny iridescent glitter that you're never going to get out of your clothes coats the windows, making the scenery glimmer. Glitter everywhere in every shape, size and color.]

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[SHE IS SO FUCKING TIRED.]
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'Just let yourself go around in a body that's not yours and cripple yourself from your full potential,' because what? There's not big red button to 'accommodate' me to turn back?
If you wanted to be my friend so we could bond then you wouldn't have been looking ready to eat me upstairs and telling me to just be fine in something that's wrong and weak.
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You're right. I don't.
[She stands up sharply from the table and just. Leaves.
And closes the door because she's an asshole and doesn't think Sunset can work a doorknob.]
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[Shouting after her because she's a ball of spite and petty.]
[And a lot of anger because it's easier than fear.]
[Instead she's going to go upstairs and she can at least ponder clothes. It's not like the dress looks bad and maybe she wasn't lying about clothes. And figure out. Walking. With a bed nearby.]
[At least she's figured out doorknobs.]