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Feb 23, 2020 5:26 PM
magical girl drug addict cato and jean
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"So far away. ... Trying not to look, sorry, sorry ... sun behind a cloud and it's cold now..."

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“This,” he sighs, “cannot be good for you.”

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"Cold," he agrees, curling up miserably.

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The thing the light shows at that is folded away so quickly and efficiently that there’s no time to see it.

 

“Cato—”

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A hand reaches over the back of the couch, and grabs Valentine’s shoulder, and then they’ve both disappeared.

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Alone.

Alone.

Nothing else in the universe but glory.

Floating in it -- lost in it -- no space no time only glory -- weeping with no memory of why....

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Some amount of time later, Cato appears curled up on the couch.

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Cato isn't real.

Nothing is real.

Love is everywhere, but love is everywhere slipping away, fading, fading, fading.

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A gentle hand reaches down and fits an earpiece into Jean’s ear before pulling back onto the couch.

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“Can you hear me?”

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...Valentine?

Impossible. He's alone in the world.

"You're not real," he says, vaguely.

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“I’m quite real. I’m just very far away.”

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"....oh."

He considers this, forgets what he was considering.

"...I'm so cold."

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“Is it the room that’s cold?”

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"What's a room," he asks the voice, less because he's really confused and more because they seem like the right words to convey it.

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"I can't come to you right now. But I can speak to you."

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"Oh..."

 

 

"...I'm sorry I was bad..."

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"It's all right. You're going to learn to be good."

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"And then you can come to me again?"

It's so cold and Valentine is so far away and Valentine loves him and Valentine hates him and none of it makes any sense.

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"Yes. When you've learned, I can come to you."

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"I want to learn," he says, immediately.

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“Very good.”

 

“Tell me something you want.”

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"You to kiss me," he says at once, glory-honest.

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“...well. I think that can be arranged, if you do well today.”

 

“I’m going to ask you to broadcast particular emotions. I want you to begin when you hear their names, and then stop when I say ‘stop’. Can you do that for me?”

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"Yes," he says, happily. He can do that. He's good at that.

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