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Mystic: "Congratulations, you have survived! Now live with the trauma."

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You were never meant to see me like that. But look who brought us here in the first place.

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One nice thing

Words: 93 Warnings: mention of (burning in) hell

Kimmerian | Mystic

"Ah, there you are," Kimmerian said upon finding Mystic on the balcony. "I wanted to talk to you about-"

"Don't bother, Loverboy." Mystic shook her head, leaning against the railing with a look that said more than she was willing to right now.

Kimmerian rolled his eyes. "Oh, come now." He crossed his arms. "Would it kill you to say one nice thing-"

"I'd rather burn for eternity," Mystic cut him off without batting an eye, stubbornly holding his gaze afterwards.

He sighed an "Alright" in defeat. "That answers that, then."

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Thanks, I almost forgot how loneliness felt like.

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We were never meant to do this alone.

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Angel: "You're a psychopath!"

Mystic: *grins* "I prefer creative."

Kimmerian & Nikto: *roll their eyes*

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I compare you to the sun because of your smile. The whole room brightens when you enter it, warming any and everyone around you.

And me? I am the moon, as I cannot live without your light.

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Just because I love you doesn't mean I have to put up with everything you do.

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You were created so beautifully different. Why would you want to change that?

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The moon is beautiful, isn't it?

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Angel: "What's so special about her?"

Nikto: "Nothing. Its just that there's nothing special without her."

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Are you also looking at the moon right now?

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No one can be you; except you.

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You're different. Embrace it!

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Stop comparing yourself to others. Your way is your way, not theirs.

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Please don't?

Words: 259 Warnings: None

Mystic | Sy

It was a lazy afternoon - for Mystic, at least. The sun illuminated the office in a warm light which made the few glass ornaments sparkle like stars. Mystic loved this time of day, even though she wished there was something going on, something she could do. In summary, she was bored to the bones, had entered the office with a dramatic sigh and complains on her tongue before. And Sy? They hadn't even bat an eye, listened to every small detail, hummed and mumbled little questions to get an understanding of the situation - all while continuing to read through some papers. And now, they were writing in silence. How were they doing it, doing this, alone and without a sound?

Mystic rolled onto her side on the sofa to look at them - just in time to witness how they accidentally pinched their hand with a pen and sighed right after.

"Don't hurt yourself," she muttered, automatically. "That's my job."

There was a beat of silence in which Mystic thought Sy hadn't even heard her - would that have been better? -, but she knew they had. They often did, despite their arguments that their cochlear implant wasn't that good in helping them with that.

Sy had to blink a few times before responding in a slightly confused voice: "Please don't..?"

Mystic could only snort at that. Then, the silence was draped over them yet again, and the warm orange light dimmed slowly, forcing the office lose its sparkles - and leaving her with an uneasy shiver.

Tags: @psychosplit-original

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I just want to be found.