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[psycadenza]

he stares deeply at them, and there's a creeping silence .

❝ what did you SAY TO HER, taro ? ❞

" oh...yeah... " they gulped and smiled--their lips shaking slightly.

" i'm just worried...after what you said. the end, and all...nothing about that has developed, has it? "

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❝ … ❞

❝ … so do you still want the tea I got you, or … ? ❞

" people need to CALM DOWN and realize that they are ALL made to be EXPERIMENTED ON. "

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" i know you told me not to tell anyone about your feeling, and i won't...but are you doing okay? "

@vitrumbra / unprompted .

❝ yes, of course . why wouldn’t I be ? ❞

❝ I’m doing just as WELL as always, I guess, aha …❞

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why does his HEAD HURT so badly ? it hurts . IT HURTS .

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" did you KNOW that the brain has no pain receptors? really the brain is PERFECT for dissection, you wouldn't feel a THING... "

( esinisex )

@esinisex / prompted .

❝ thank you dad, very cool . ❞

^^^ already knew from firsthand experience

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unquestioningly, he follows behind Sinister, wide eyed-gaze scraping across the machinery . he didn’t fully UNDERSTAND what the man did, but he knew it was important . necessary . not to be questioned . and ultimately — GOOD .

the hand catches Tristan off guard for a moment, considering the request . he remembers the day he got it, with a pounding heart and little confidence . Miguel’s words in his head ring, to NOT LET it fall into the wrong hands .

❝ of c - course . that’s not a problem at all . ❞ with his free hand, the watch his unhooked and slid off, and offered swiftly .

❝ I’ll do … just that . I don’t want them to be scared of me, aha … ❞ he’d find the sphinx cat and turtle in question soon, acquaint himself with them . yes, that was what he would do .

( because he’s going to be around here much more often, right ? )

❝ thank you . ❞

tristan reminded him of a rabbit in a lab. injected with too many serums to name in a moment, and cut open to see the effects. yet somehow, still, attached and ready to give affection to it's handler, either unaware or deeply in denial to the same hands that tear it apart. he preferred test subjects like that. ones that were easy to control, that always came back no matter how many needles were stuck into them.

then a sentiment was repeated inside. never trust anyone, not even yourself. he had to remember, be careful. what happened last time you did something like this? it could always happen again, of course he recovered, but...

the original was dead anyway.

sinister's embrace was tight, warm. but never too prevalent as he pulled away soon after, a hand to his lips as he turned away and walked towards one of many machines.

" there is SOMETHING that i need from you, for a brief time. no longer than an hour or two. "

he turned his head slightly, red sclera directed downward at tristan's wrist. he beckoned tristan closer before grabbing tristan's wrist tightly just below the watch, the one that allowed this interdimensional travel. the opportunity to make something so mobile never came to mind...until now, that is.

" you can stay here, maybe become a little more acquianted with CY-CAT or professor PLOD. that won't be an issue, will it, SON? "

sinister didn't let go of tristan's wrist. waiting for approval--if he didn't get it, he'd simple take it. do a bit of a 'system shutdown and reset.' he didn't want any imperfections in this one, did he?

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❝ i don't think anybody's picked up on ... you know, this . the society's a mess . it's really not hard so far .❞

back to him and eyes looking over his shoulder, Tristan ( or the EQUIVALENT OF him ) leans against Sinister's desk with a calm familiarity . ❝ can you remind me what i'm looking for ... ? ❞

a flawless plan. a psychic wasp in a hive of bees that would never notice it. the idea of replacing a spider person wasn't an impossibility. in fact, it was probable, he just needed the right time to do it. and when better, than the quietest, most invisible one?

it was silly really, sinister was aware of the multiverse. with moira as a research subject, he practically had to be aware. now with eyes inside of one of the--almost fantastical--most populated centres for multiversal interaction, could you blame him for taking a chance? there were risks, but not more than he had already taken before.

dying was simply a failure, a learning experience so that he wouldn't fail again.

" PERFECT! what a GREAT job you've done, my child. "

a wide display, as the geneticist spread his arms out wide, grin wide and enthusiastic. so many people faked their joy--NOT HIM. sinister's joy was palpable, full of acidity and poison to DRIP DOWN ONE'S THROAT. to be observed as they writhed in pain and finally dropped dead.

" what YOU'RE looking for... "

an approach then leaning down from behind tristan, hands curling tightly around the spider's upper arms and giving a squeeze.

" ...is to OBSERVE. really it's SIMPLE, invade minds, LEARN EVERYTHING YOU CAN. oh, if you find a database of ANY KIND, bookmark it. what you're for, RIGHT NOW, is watching everyone. "

sinister let go of one of tristan's arms, walking then standing in front of him. invisible, he just had to be invisible. like a camera that sinister could simple...peak through.

" quite easy, QUITE easy. you can keep doing that right, SON? "

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❝ of COURSE we can still be friends . and we always WILL BE . ❞

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@esinisex / continued .

the touch to his arms, the BREATH so close to his head and the sickly sweet words … they all EASED what anxiety had been there previously, like a PARENT chasing away a nightmare . of course he understood — they both had similar powers, and a strong telepathic connection, at that . if Tristan NEEDED HIM, there he’d be in his mind directly .

he’s glad it’s never been any other way .

a weak smile crossed his features . shy, meek, DELICATE as the rest of him . easy to BECKON loyalty out of, even without DEEPLY PLANTED influences .

❝ yes, I — I can do that . I promise I can . ❞ still, he felt he had something to prove .

he could keep an eye on things . a little peek into the minds of passers by, tabs on missions . casual glances into databases, nothing OUT OF THE ORDINARY . nobody noticed him anyway — no one cared . it would be EASY .

❝ thank you, FATHER . ❞ the word spilled from his tightened throat all too easily, stepping forward to embrace the man with a gentle hug .

after a few moments, his gaze travels back to Sinister’s . ❝ I have SO MUCH to tell you, I — you should m - maybe look through my eyes at that place sometime, because … it’s so wonderful . ❞

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❝ you have something on your face . ❞

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his breathing quickened, his eyes slowly lock onto the profile of his friend . he feels tears burn in his eyes, in fact, his entire head BURNS, engulfed in flame and AGONY .

weakly, he manages a smile .

❝ just don't TELL ANYONE about what i told you, can you do that ? ❞ invisible was better .

they knew that feeling, though maybe to a lesser extent. they didn't have a psychic ability, no...but there was something inside, that clawed at their throat, their eyes, at times. it hurt. was tristan hurting?

taro leaned against tristan a little more, looking towards the ground and exhaling through their nose.

" the end? mm...do you need help? want me to do anything...? "

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@novaragno / replied .

❝ . . . ❞

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❝ i've NEVER been able to predict the future, taro . NEVER . but -- this feeling i have ... something AWFUL is going to happen . ❞

❝ i just know it . i think - someone's going to - and i don't - i don't know exactly WHO or WHY - ❞ he grips at his head . ❝ i think it's the END . do you know what i mean ? ❞

taro's eyes narrow, brow pursing down slightly before sighing.

" what kind of 'something terrible'? do you want to talk about it? "

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@vitrumbra / replied .

❝ I know . I don’t want to THINK about what it would be like if … I wasn’t . ❞

❝ taro … I think something horrible is going to happen . ❞

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❝ it’s kinda dawned on me that I’m INVISIBLE at the society, too . ❞

long pause .

❝ not that I’m upset about it ! ❞

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feli’s here

❝ ALRIGHT, sound off, who’s not dead ? ❞

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❝ ALRIGHT, sound off, who’s not dead ? ❞