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[headlessfoal]

[ The psychology is simple. Small dark places, isolated and smothering. Cold, uncomfortable, impossible to sleep in, ambient noises coming every direction, indefinable in their threat and malice. No sense of time, no sense of agency. Vivi knows how simple it is. She's seen it, more than once. She's seen it done slick and longingly, whips and leather and purling laughter. She's seen it done with rust and stagnant water, lights flickering, screams echoing.

And she's seen it done in broad daylight, the psychology built out of nothing more than a looming frame, dominating the view of one cowering girl. Eye contact can be such an amazing tool. People are so fragile... They are just so, so fragile... ]

[ Out and about in the Garden this evening is a pink-haired little monster. She looks friendly, but... she's out for something. She's out for something and it's a good bet that you can feel her staring; stalking. ]

Comments

[gun_cata]

...never. Come close a few times though.

[ Unless you count times where she's blamed herself for someone getting killed. Larry would rather not, at the moment. ]

[headlessfoal]

[She hops down from her crate, coming over to stare down at Larry from close-up.]

Close totally doesn't count. You don't get shit for second place.

[gun_cata]

Just means I'm tied for first in not killing people.

[ An admirable goal in her mind. ]

[headlessfoal]

That's definitely dumb.

[She decides this, taking out a knife from the utility belt she cam here with.]

You get points deducted if you don't get your pink mist by senior year.

[gun_cata]

Good thing I don't go to your psychotic school.

[ Ah, that knife is a bad sign. Yeep. ]

[headlessfoal]

[ She balances the edge of the knife lightly along the ridge of Larry's nose. She's not supposed to talk about the school to outsiders, but Vivi's never been good at controlling her mouth. Some people have died because of it. ]

You're not special enough.

[gun_cata]

[ Larry's not moving a muscle if she can help it. She's goading a crazy chick with a knife - that's a little dangerous. ]

Not... crazy enough.