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[littleblackcait.livejournal.com]

[The page is covered in technical sketches and random doodles, most of which have been scratched out so much the paper's torn; random water spots have blurred the ink in places]


I couldn't I never wanted I only meant [scribbled out]

Never again. Not when I only ever hurt the ones I [words blurred out by drops of water] most in life. Even when I try to help, it only causes pain. Only pain. Only- [more water droplets]

Vincent... I'm so sorry.


[transcribed: very faint voices murmuring over the drawings]

Here's another icepack... sure y' don' want somethin' t' kill the pain? S' gotta be hurtin' like th' devil....

I'm fine, Cait. But thank you.

.... Right. Yer still blockin' me. Why?

[more added sketches, all of which are scribbled out moments after being drawn] ... nn.


((ooc: go look at this log for an explanation... or tl;dr version: Talk, heartbreak, angst, and hitting. Mostly angst. D: ))

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[tripodofjustice.livejournal.com]

Tell Cait I said thanks in that case~

I have a feeling it'll be okay. But for now? Go take some pain medication and relax before you explode, please.

♥


[OOC; xDD She's such a mother, I swear to god. PFFT, WOLFINA'S CHANGING THAT. >/]

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[littleblackcait.livejournal.com]

... heh. Yes, mother. ... thanks.

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[tripodofjustice.livejournal.com]

[laughter] No problem! It's what I do~ Now, if he'll just lighten up!

What're friends for, right? No need.