PerpetuallyAbnormal



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    “DuBois. Annie. You can’t send them.”

    Eva blinked.

    “Then what do you propose I do instead?”

    His chest stopped moving for a few seconds, as did his hands. He was still, all of a sudden. Motionless, his eyes still staring at her but the muscles around them contracting like he was fighting a deep instinct to squeeze them shut.

    He began to breathe again, shallowly. Then, he opened his mouth.

    “Send me.”

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    Ryland Grace has thought it all through. He is the only person truly qualified for the mission. He knows Stratt will agree to send him; he's expendable to her.

    So naturally, he makes sure they become friends before he leaves.

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    "You’re overwhelmed,” Stratt said. There wasn’t any heat, any emotion behind the words. She was staring at him, hands clasped in front of her. She looked intense, as always, except she also looked soft. Her gaze was almost gentle, except it still had that underlying need for efficiency, that dry necessity everything Stratt did was tainted by.

    Grace stared at her, gripping his shoulders with his hands so hard his nails were painfully digging into flesh.

    “What do you want to do about it?” he bit out, more defensively than he’d intended. She’d use that against him. She was good at that.

    Stratt shrugged. She had that same expression on her face she always had, something oddly sad and solemn for a resting face.

    “I have tea and hot chocolate. I hear Americans like hot chocolate,” she said. She held his gaze for a moment more. She looked away slowly, eyes tracing the shape of the laboratory windows. “If you come with me, you can have some.”

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    Grace is overstimulated, and Stratt only wants to make up for the fact that she made her scientist inefficient in the first place.

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    “Oh, it’s a way for humans to tell each other they’re taken. To remember,” I say, popping a bunch more gummy bears into my mouth. Rocky makes a disgusted sound and I smile as I chew. “It’s just a nice way of showing they have someone they committed to.”

    Rocky freezes. I don’t notice for a good few seconds, not until I get the pressing sensation that he’s staring at me, his lack of eyes irrelevant.

    I turn to face him. He’s jittering, something like shaking from excitement or anger, I’m not sure.

    “Rocky?” I ask.

    Grace have ring,” he points, and oh no.Grace have mate? Why Grace no say!?

    I hold up my hands before he can get too excited, though I can already hear a familiar sound, a repeating joyful and confused song start to escape from him.

    “No, no, no!” he freezes again. Deflates, a little. I sigh and run a hand down my face. “It’s… complicated.”

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    Scruffy beard, glasses, hair in disarray. He's in a simple button-down and jeans, no place to hide any meaningful weapons, and faces away from Driver—exposes his vulnerable side, forgoes line of sight—to crouch in front of two boys who have been so silent he only now notices.

    “C'mere,” the man mutters. He hoists one of them up and into his arms. The boy rests his cheek on the man's shoulder with a quiet sniffle, eyes squeezed shut. His small hands wrap around the man's nape in a death grip. He has a SpongeBob-patterned bandaid on his nose bridge.

    The other boy grips onto the man's shirt hem with just as much vigor, though his eyes are wide open. He looks up at Driver with pointed eyes, clear and devastatingly full of suspicion.

    They look at each other for half a moment of contemplative quiet.

    Then, softly, “What floor?” Driver asks.

    The elevator door closes.

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    Driver moves to the new apartment. Instead of Irene, his neighbor is kind teacher Ryland Grace with two twin younger brothers he's taking care of.

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    The last shot is accompanied by the trail of a cry, shrill, angry, fearful. Arthur lowers his revolver. Blinks. Tongues at a bloody tooth from getting hit while strangling an O’Driscoll, spits red mucus onto one of the bodies on the floor.

    The crying starts up again, as if sensing Arthur’s confusion. For a moment, Arthur thinks it must be some poor lady these savages have taken alongside the house, but quickly knows it to be untrue. It’s too—wet, pointless in a way only the young can manage, knowing that something is wrong but not knowing what. Just a shout, not the bellowing anguish of someone who knows what god-awful situation they have been put in.

    “Christ,” he says, once, twice. “Christ.”

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    Arthur accidentally adopts a baby, and, despite his best judgement, ends up starting to raise him. He falls in love with Charles along the way.

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