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Melinda Dyars / Shatter ([info]shattered) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-03-21 12:51:00


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Entry tags:inactive - chris frost, inactive - shatter

Fragile Glass, Hard Diamond
It's like a whole new life, Melinda thinks to herself, looking out the window of the cab as it pulls up to 1407 Graymalkin Lane. Across the ocean from her family, her old life, her life of ignoring the truth of who she was... and a chance to repair some of the damage she has done.

Her parents had a hard time hearing what had happened. Her brother had listened... and told her that he loved and supported her, but had no idea how to help her beyond that. Her mother had cried. Her father had just been angry... not at her, but at the situation. And late at night, she had heard him sobbing in their bedroom. They all told her that they didn't blame her for what she'd done.

But that didn't matter. They might not blame her, but... they didn't know. They didn't know what it felt like to kill people... and worse, to remember enjoying killing.

She had to come. She had to try to wash this stain on her soul clean... even if she didn't think she ever could.

She gathers her bags from the cab's trunk and heads for the front door. A short time later, a student guide helps point out her room, and opens her door for her, letting her in.

Melinda steps into the room, bags loading her down.



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[info]whosperfectnow
2010-03-21 06:12 pm UTC (link)
"CALM DOWN."

Chris almost wished she could put anger behind her words just because the idea of a verbal slap to the nearly hysterical girl's face was satisfying. As it was, though, her words were flat.

"Your little...emotional mental display did this. In other words the more you freakout the longer I'm stuck like this. So...take a xanax or something. Otherwise someone's going to end up confusing me for an engagement ring and then I'll be exceptionally pissed. This is one of my other quirks."

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[info]shattered
2010-03-21 06:13 pm UTC (link)
Melinda takes a deep breath. "I... thought I turned you into glass. I didn't think I could do that."

Calm down, girl. Calm down.

"I'm sorry. I didn't... I..."

Her brain sticks, unsure even as to what has really just happened here, much less how she can try to make amends.

Good work, Melinda. You're here to try to fix things, and the first thing you do is mess up your roommate.

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[info]whosperfectnow
2010-03-21 06:14 pm UTC (link)
"No, my mother's genetic code turned me to compressed carbon because of your freakout. Just calm down and things will be fine. It wears off, I go back to being a normal freak and all is fine just...calm the hell down. I will hit you if I have to."

Chris sat down at the edge of her bed.

"You don't cope well at all, do you? Let me clear somethings up for you: I don't really care what you did. I care more about what you DO now."

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[info]shattered
2010-03-21 06:15 pm UTC (link)
Melinda steps forward, anger starting to flare.

"Excuse me," Melinda states. "First of all, no, I don't cope well with being kidnapped and mind-raped for seven months, but at least I keep it inside. So I'm sorry if you were poking your brain into mine, but that's not my fault!"

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[info]whosperfectnow
2010-03-21 06:16 pm UTC (link)
"You keep it inside? I don't think there's even a cheap charlatan psychic with fake ESP who could miss that you have Issues. By the way, I hear they have counseling for that. I really am going to have to render you unconscious aren't I if I have any prayer of having skin and bones again? Look, you aren't keeping it inside. You're broadcasting, even if you don't realize it. You have no control over your thoughts which makes you a continued victim of what was done to you. The sooner you harness control of your thoughts, the sooner you can heal and regain control, all of that psychobabble. Right now, you're just letting potential enemies know exactly where your weaknesses are."

Chris stopped for a moment.

"On second thought, keep being distressed. In the event of disturbance I can use you as a mental shield to keep my ass safe."

It crossed Chris' mind that compassion might be a good emotion at the moment. Too bad she couldn't feel it. Or anything.

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[info]shattered
2010-03-21 06:17 pm UTC (link)
Oh, this roommate situation is NOT going to work.

"Yeah, you have fun being a diamond," Melinda declares. She turns and storms out of the room. She's going to find someone to fix this immediately.

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[info]whosperfectnow
2010-03-21 06:18 pm UTC (link)
"More room for me then. Which is excellent since I have lots of shoes."

Chris shrugged and lay down on her bed and waited for the curse to run its course.

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