[her stare bounces from his face to his hand, once, twice before she settles her cup down back on the table. jinx chuckles apprehensively while she cleans her mouth with her forearm — increasing her joking attitude to another level.]
Pfft, what? Oh, come on! Who hasn't thought about that here, huh?
[still, she approaches carefully towards her father with her chilled fingers brushing smoothly against his lukewarm ones (a slight contrast of temperatures between her drink and his).]
With all the monsters, and mazes, and our brains being scrambled, we've all thought, "Gee, this is the pits! If this place wants to kill me so bad, I should do it a favor and do it myself!"
[and as jinx rambles quickly and uncontrollably, she glides onto his lap and fidgets with her split ends of her braid in a manner to keep her hands occupied.]
Except you don't stay dead. — Nothing ever stays dead when it comes to you. You get one step closer to someone, and kabam! They're gone.
It's cool that they come back, but what's the point of getting close? You'll just off them all over again, o-or they'll disappear the moment you feel something that isn't...pain. And when they come back, they'll just... forget all about you and everything you've had with them like you're nothing. Like you've never existed. So why exist?
[jinx wets her lips, then peers up at silco with a weak and wobbly smile. she is still trying to play up her act of being so unbothered, and speaking... well, not in first person but... in whatever point of view this is supposed to be.]
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Action; cw: discussions of suicide
Date: 2024-11-15 05:27 pm (UTC)Pfft, what? Oh, come on! Who hasn't thought about that here, huh?
[still, she approaches carefully towards her father with her chilled fingers brushing smoothly against his lukewarm ones (a slight contrast of temperatures between her drink and his).]
With all the monsters, and mazes, and our brains being scrambled, we've all thought, "Gee, this is the pits! If this place wants to kill me so bad, I should do it a favor and do it myself!"
[and as jinx rambles quickly and uncontrollably, she glides onto his lap and fidgets with her split ends of her braid in a manner to keep her hands occupied.]
Except you don't stay dead. — Nothing ever stays dead when it comes to you. You get one step closer to someone, and kabam! They're gone.
It's cool that they come back, but what's the point of getting close? You'll just off them all over again, o-or they'll disappear the moment you feel something that isn't...pain. And when they come back, they'll just... forget all about you and everything you've had with them like you're nothing. Like you've never existed. So why exist?
[jinx wets her lips, then peers up at silco with a weak and wobbly smile. she is still trying to play up her act of being so unbothered, and speaking... well, not in first person but... in whatever point of view this is supposed to be.]
Right? Who hasn't... thought that...