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Lavelyn Rynn
May 19th, 2004, 11:52:36 AM
kill it.

it's okay, Lavvy, there's no harm in it.

besides, it's probably miserable here anyways.

"I don't want to."

sometimes you do things you don't want to. you know that.

"I don't want to."

Lavvy...

"No."

do it now.

we'll force you to if you don't.

Lavelyn Rynn stared blankly at the furry little rodent in her hand. She'd found it on her break in the alley behind Garters--where she worked. It was sitting in her palm, grooming it's face with it's long paws, it's shiny black eyes unblinking. It was almost cute. Lavelyn brushed it's head with the pad of her index finger; it squeaked indignantly.

you are wasting time!

She stood straighter. Her eyes drifted away from Squeakers and her hand closed around the creature tightly. Tighter and tighter, she could feel it squirming. Lavelyn felt sick to her stomach. She couldn't do this, she had to stop-

if you stop i'll make you start again.

She squeezed harder, Squeakers squeaked louder, and then there was a little pop!. She opened her hand, wet now, and closed her eyes so she didn't have to watch the little body tumble to the duracrete ground. Shaking, Lavelyn sunk to her knees.

"I hate you."

you love us.

Her head shook.

"No. I hate you. I hate you so much."

you love us.