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Post by Koops on Aug 20, 2008 22:24:47 GMT -5
Killian looked at her from where he was leaning back against the wall, he sighed and combed his hand back through his hair. "Hn. Alright, lass." He murmered and walked over to his seat, then sat in it again, he looked over her face and smirked mentally. Come to think of it, she was pretty hot when she tortured me... And she's really hot now. He leaned back in his seat a little more and hummed in thought.
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Post by Milk on Aug 20, 2008 22:27:10 GMT -5
She grabbed a rag and cleaned the floor silently. After about 4 more minutes of silence, she said, "You can go if you want. I'll call you over around 5 or something..." she mumbled to him, eyes looking up. She sat up so she didn't look funny while she spoke.
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Post by Koops on Aug 20, 2008 22:31:14 GMT -5
The man smirked a little and looked back at her, an odd look in his eyes. "Do you want to have sex?" Killian asked her like it was just another everyday asked question, oddly enough, he didn't look mean or teasing. But the only reason he did ask her that question was to see how she'd react.
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Post by Milk on Aug 20, 2008 22:32:50 GMT -5
"I don't, but you did say you'd screw me after I let you go." she stated, and obviously that was another one of her comments that meant he had permission to take advantage of her. She figured he get pissed at her, again. So she didn't look at him while she re-arranged the files.
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Post by Koops on Aug 20, 2008 22:36:14 GMT -5
"Whatever..." Killian said and watched her lazily, he didn't mind that she didn't want to, rejection wasn't one of those things he cared about. "I definately can't have sex with you if you don't care... I mean, that's just weird..." He said and looked at the ceiling blankly.
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Post by Milk on Aug 20, 2008 22:37:51 GMT -5
She paused in her shuffling. "what makes you think I don't care?" she asked, a frown being heard in her voice. She turned her head to look at him.
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Post by Koops on Aug 20, 2008 22:43:33 GMT -5
"I don't know, it just seems that youdon't care if I screw you or not... I've done terrible things to woman, terrible. I've even faked being in love with some of them, just to get into their pants. And you, you just seem like you're giving me permision to do you... I didn't even have to work for it... Which means, you don't care... And this whole entire rant, didn't make any sense." Killian said and gave a small groan, then shut up.
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Post by Milk on Aug 20, 2008 22:47:46 GMT -5
Alexis sighed and looked away. "It's not that I don't care, Killian." She said this slowly. She was trying to keep herself calm. She usually attempted to shy away from the big mistakes she'd made, such as torturing him. "It's that...I feel..." She stopped. They'd talked about this. "Oh fuck it, you alredy believe I don't care about what I did, so why bother fucking explaining it." she muttered to herself and stood. She walked over to the counter and rummaged around absently to keep herself busy so he wouldn't see she was angry at herself and close to going overboard with stress. And I'm out of anti-depressants and stress relievers. Fun. she thought.
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Post by Koops on Aug 20, 2008 23:00:25 GMT -5
Killian grutned and got out of his seat, walking over to her, he was about to grab her roughly put stopped himself, not wanting to do anything wrong. "You may feel regret about doing what you did to me now, but when you had done it, you really didn't care, alright? And you can't ever, ever, take back what you did to me... And I don't care about that, alright? I just don't. It doesn't even matter now, all of that craps in the past."
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Post by Milk on Aug 20, 2008 23:05:09 GMT -5
ALexis grinded her teeth together. That wasn't helping. Sure, back then she didn't care that much. She did a little, because he'd gone through just as much crap as she had gone through. And it may be in the past, but it was now something that was affecting her present. She knew she was giving it power by letting it affect her, but...in her mind...the fact that he hadnt' hurt her yet as payback was killing her. There was no way he forgave her, right?
She glared at the cabinet in front of her. An odd question popped in her head. "So who hit you first, or beat you, or whatever?" she asked, referring to his childhood. "Mine was my dad. Once I could walk and my mom was permitted to actually drink again, that was when teh violence started. What about you?"
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Post by Koops on Aug 20, 2008 23:11:57 GMT -5
"It was my dad too... He used to beat the hell out of me. I almost died a few times. My mother and sisters used to beat me up a tonne too... And do other things. I ran away when I was pretty young." Killian told her and watched her glare at her cabinet, he was a little disappointed she had changed the subject, but didn't bring that up.
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Post by Milk on Aug 20, 2008 23:16:39 GMT -5
"Yeah, my dad did too. And his friends... And my mom....ONly when she was drunk though. Sober, she just gave in and did whatever dad wanted...I should actually call him Lou though. My biological dad ditched my mom after a one-night stand." She frowned. "You said your mom raped you...?" She asked, turning to him with a now calmed down expression.
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 1:33:42 GMT -5
Killian chuckled softly and leaned back against one of the walls quietly and crossed his arms, his eyes closed. "Rape is such a harsh word... I'd say harassed, I kind of block all of that out now though." He explained to her truthfully and sighed to himself, eyes opening again.
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Post by Milk on Aug 21, 2008 7:13:54 GMT -5
She frowned. "Blocked?" she asked, unsure if that meant forgotten or purposefully put up a road-block, so to speak, on those memories.
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Post by Koops on Aug 21, 2008 18:07:43 GMT -5
"Yeah, I can remember it all, I just choose to not think about it all. I put up a wall in my mind..." He sighed, just talking about it made his body hurt, he could remember his dad beating him up, but that's all he'd let his mind remember.
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