[it's like they tore open every drawer a person could lock up and let the other walk around in the wreckage. she doesn't want to know, doesn't want to feel his pressing need to run on top of her own. get out of their heads.
(you forfeited your right to be a person. you will always be a pathetic wretch who paid for amnesty with her body and soul and so nothing belongs to you, not even the color of your blood, because you are a weapon as much as any blade or firearm and you have their same rights.
you will die before you are thirty years old and you are not a person.)
she's suffocating and his memories overlap with the reality she knows. her body isn't responding and she's scared. her mind cannot be a place to hide because there are no places to hide.
panic attack, they'll say, it was a risk, while her adrenaline levels shoot through the roof and push down the sedative enough for her to seize what connects them, tugging at it-get out of her, she doesn't care if it bleeds or hurts she just needs to be done with it because she can't breathe here.
a ghost of the panic might resonate through the link, a fear that consumes and drives in flight and just let them go, please.]
no subject
(you forfeited your right to be a person. you will always be a pathetic wretch who paid for amnesty with her body and soul and so nothing belongs to you, not even the color of your blood, because you are a weapon as much as any blade or firearm and you have their same rights.
you will die before you are thirty years old and you are not a person.)
she's suffocating and his memories overlap with the reality she knows. her body isn't responding and she's scared. her mind cannot be a place to hide because there are no places to hide.
panic attack, they'll say, it was a risk, while her adrenaline levels shoot through the roof and push down the sedative enough for her to seize what connects them, tugging at it-get out of her, she doesn't care if it bleeds or hurts she just needs to be done with it because she can't breathe here.
a ghost of the panic might resonate through the link, a fear that consumes and drives in flight and just let them go, please.]