[ He abruptly hates this form of communication. Being able to look her in the eyes right now would go a long way to figuring out what she's getting at. And he's certain she knows that. ]
Nothing about the dangers here has been ordinary. There are real monsters that come out every night, Mara. A woman sang so loud I had to punch a few people to snap them out of it. There are sharks with tentacles.
I think you've got the wrong number if you think I'm going to hide from this.
[ Especially if you're in danger. he somehow manages not to say.
If only this was the first time a woman expected him to stay away from her for his own good while she handled something herself. Alas. ]
[ Video or even voice would be far too revealing. Particularly now, with Mara beginning to feel a certain way that has become recently familiar to her.
She growls in frustration at his message, wishing she could shake sense into him and make him listen. ]
Those monsters are nothing compared to what could be. [ What I could be. ]
I want you to be safe, why is that so difficult
[ The message gets unintentionally sent early as Mara winces and her hands twitch, an ache in her bones as transformation beckons. It hasn't always hurt but she's trying to fight it currently. Just a few more minutes...
Would that even make a difference? He wasn't listening. If he was so intent on ignoring her words then maybe she needed to show him the danger she was trying to keep him from. Would that really be so bad? Some part of her wanted that to happen, wanted to see him. Why else would she reach out instead of keeping quiet? Strangers could be fun but familiar might be even better, when she was feeling strange.
Mara rubs her temples and tries to focus no matter that she knows it's a losing battle. ]
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Nothing about the dangers here has been ordinary. There are real monsters that come out every night, Mara. A woman sang so loud I had to punch a few people to snap them out of it. There are sharks with tentacles.
I think you've got the wrong number if you think I'm going to hide from this.
[ Especially if you're in danger. he somehow manages not to say.
If only this was the first time a woman expected him to stay away from her for his own good while she handled something herself. Alas. ]
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She growls in frustration at his message, wishing she could shake sense into him and make him listen. ]
Those monsters are nothing compared to what could be. [ What I could be. ]
I want you to be safe, why is that so difficult
[ The message gets unintentionally sent early as Mara winces and her hands twitch, an ache in her bones as transformation beckons. It hasn't always hurt but she's trying to fight it currently. Just a few more minutes...
Would that even make a difference? He wasn't listening. If he was so intent on ignoring her words then maybe she needed to show him the danger she was trying to keep him from. Would that really be so bad? Some part of her wanted that to happen, wanted to see him. Why else would she reach out instead of keeping quiet? Strangers could be fun but familiar might be even better, when she was feeling strange.
Mara rubs her temples and tries to focus no matter that she knows it's a losing battle. ]
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if you aren't going to hide you might not like what you find
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I can handle whatever I find.
Can you?
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can you? perhaps we'll see about that
[ The urge to further provoke is present but there are more pressing matters to tend to, like getting outdoors before wings decide to appear. ]
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Hoping to show me the dangers first hand, or just sit back and watch, Mara?
Thanks for the warning.