asmilinggod: (The color of the truth and the sound of)
Kevin ([personal profile] asmilinggod) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol 2014-06-03 04:51 am (UTC)

"Th' chip? Nnnnno, it - I don' really feel 't 'nymoreeee...you c'n see fer yourself, 's really not that bad!"

He leaned down to let Chris get a nice, close look.

It was that bad. He just couldn't feel it.

But the quiver was still there in his voice regardless - a floodgate had been cracked open again, and he was struggling to rebuild the dam.

After a long moment of silence, he decided to address Chris's lack of understanding. His voice was quieter - slower - like he was trying to put it together himself.

"...Wh'n I wassa kid...it was...dark. Everything. Dark. There wasn' ANY light at all! 'N...my fam'ly was there. But now 'ere's light 'n my fam'ly is gooooooone and I need to forget again...."

A tear rolled out of one of the voids where his eyes should be. Then another. Still smiling.

"...So I can be efficient. I need t'...forget the dark. 'N...everything in it."

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