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[shelley_winters]

Shaking, Shelley continues down the hall, stumbling occasionally as increasing rage slowly overtakes her. If he knew - but he does know, how can he live with himself, how can any of them believe they have the right to take up another person and-
Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
(Some find that very liberating.

Then why not Rahvin? He could always use another little sextoy.

Lanfear gave me to understand she was quite hers to trade to me.)
Oh baby can you hear me moan?
Because they can do anything they want, they are never powerless, everything is simple and easy (You little fool) if you're the one doing those things
You caught me under false pretenses
She misses a step and falls against the wall, breathing as if running a marathon, tears soaking her face. He dragged her away from everything, out of all the people, someone who hates him, and then if she does something she doesn't like he changes her as he wants he'll make her something else just because he can like Graendal just wiped away everything with a wave of her hand-
How long before you let me go?
(I love you)
You set my soul alight
And dressed her like painting a picture that never changes, oh God.
You set my soul alight
Oh God.
(You set my soul alight)
Lanfear killed Loira. Can't have that, have her getting in the way when I want to do something, I have to make her tell me all she knows, quick now,
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
(Don't lie to me, Shelley.) No, no.
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
"No. No, no, no, no..."
(You set my soul alight)
Your history with baths is not particularly pristine.
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
"No! No!"
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
Shaking in near-hysterical convulsions, the girl sobs violently in a curled heap of damp towel and thin, fever-hot limbs.
(black hole)

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[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Sliding closer, but slightly out of reach, he commented again quietly. His voice was as gentle and mellifluous as he could make it.

"I am not going to hurt you."

[shelley_winters]

Her glare is extremely sudden, and filled with near-crazed hate and a burning resentment devoid of any reason. But all she does is shake her head hard, trembling with sobs that show no sign of tailing off.

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Taken aback slightly by the intensity of the glare, Ishamael spoke again, still in that soothing, calming voice to try to help her.

"I am not going to hurt you. I fought Lanfear and Asmodean for you. To save you from them. I am not your enemy."

[shelley_winters]

"You are."

Her voice is an anguished, hating hiss. He is everything she hates because he thinks he can make it, make her better, make her something to play with, like they all want to make her something (little sex toy) and she will not forget what he has done, and what he wants, oh God.

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Shaking his head, he corrected her in a calm, logical voice.

"If I were your enemy, then I would have not removed the Compulsion on you. But I did."

[shelley_winters]

She screams it this time, heat flushing her cheeks. There are all kinds of cruelty, and how would he toy with her if she was unable to respond? No fun. No fun.

"You're a liar! I hate you!"

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

His face tightened slightly. A flash of anger in his eyes and voice. How dare she spit on all the effort that he went to.

"Would you rather go back to Graendal then?"

[shelley_winters]

Shelley flinches, colour draining and accentuating the dark shadows under her eyes.

"I want to go home! For always."

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Ishamael shook his head. His voice sounded if it was a regrettable thing, and for her, it was. Not for him. He had changed her himself for just that reason.

"As much as you think you do... You cannot. You are a different person now. You have changed irrevocably."

[shelley_winters]

"I can! You won't let me, that's- that's the only-"

She buries her face in her arms, still clutching the towel and trembling. He's wrong. Of course he's wrong.

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Tilting his head, he slid slightly closer to her. His voice was quieter.

"Did I not say I would return you for a time after matters had settled down?"

[shelley_winters]

"Not forever."

And why is that different? It isn't, that's why, but her throat is choked, and she can barely speak without sobbing and she can't think, she only knows she hates and hurts, and she wants to get away.

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Ishamael nodded calmly and spoke softly to her. He needed to get her to rest and back to a more coherent state of mind.

"No, not forever, but forever is something that you only have here. You are tired and upset, though, and you need to sleep."

[shelley_winters]

Shelley just sobs helplessly, too exhausted to scream any more. She can't do this forever. Will she still be coming here as a little old lady, or will he kill her before she gets that far? Oh god.

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

Gingerly, Ishamael scooped her up in his arms. A slight touch of his hand turned her face towards his chest.

"You will feel better in the morning."

[shelley_winters]

"No."

She struggles, but only weakly, tears from her wet cheeks soaking his hand and the front of his shirt, and the most she manages is to push his hand away from her face.

[always-a-liar.livejournal.com]

His voice was soft as he carried her into the darkness that filled the house. Few words were said, just soft, comforting noises as he cradled her. She put up little resistance.

(I win again)