Entry tags:
- & i want & i want & i want,
- ] ( i was the lure ),
- ] did you fish,
- ] or did you hunt,
- a hundred motherfuckers,
- abibabble stabigail,
- always the possibility of murder later,
- bait even now,
- ben is broken,
- better not to be famous,
- can't tell me nothing,
- couldn't protect me in this life,
- dissociation for unfun & notprofit,
- hannibal bannanibal is watching,
- it's people,
- my father is a cannibal,
- my fathers are cannibals,
- she loses time sometimes,
- shoot him every minute of his life,
- the broken face,
- the liar's face,
- this is not my beautiful house,
- tweet tweet motherfuckers
fifth ♢ private + voice + spam
( private | ben )public } voice
[She cuts the feed on, then off. On/off, on/off, in strange but rhythmic patterns like Morse code.]
[She's fishing. Questions, accusations will come - she remembers that much from last time, with her real father, with Garret Hobbs, the Shrike. She wants them now. She doesn't want to wait.]
public } spam
[She doesn't change her routine, not even slightly. Which is not to say she's not afraid: she's terrified. There's no Freddie Lounds here to publicly doctor this story, to minimize her shame. Even if there was, she honestly isn't sure she'd want that anymore.]
[So she walks the halls and accepts what comes, goes to the art room, goes to lunch, visits Ben on his shift. Sometimes she goes to the CES and forgets where she is and how time passes. Hours and hours go by as she sits under a tree with her knees pulled up to her chest.]
[This is the only vulnerability she shows, and it is accidental.]
( private )