terrence "24/7 internal battles" nowell (
overstrain) wrote2019-06-29 05:23 pm
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TERRENCE NOWELL
» Yo, it's Terry! Leave a message. «
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(Note: Terry gave Kido his phone. Bought his own flipphone on 8/26!)

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Even if they cloned ya... whatever stupid shit they decide for ya, they've got no rights to tell ya what ta do. [ It needs some effort and shaky attempts, but he manages to remove the finger from his forehead. ] Yer soul is yours. Ya are ya.
[ Despite the lack of clarity in his sight, Mondo has continued to gaze at Terry's eyes. It's intentional ー or more like, he tries to, just so Terry won't brush what he says off. ]
What ya did... wasn't for nothin'.
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[ He doesn't have a soul, but Terry understands the sentiment. ]
That's why you're all here in the hospital. I did something. I had hope that you guys would come back, despite everything when they carried your bodies on the hospital beds.
[ ... ]
So, thank you... for coming back.
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...Sorry.
[ He can tell how badly and desperately Terry wanted them to come back, and he was included in 'them', as hard as it is for him to accept. It's cruel of him to tell Terry that he should have been dead instead, when Terry has been waiting and hoping for them to come back. He can't imagine being left alive, while the rest of his 'family', the place where he belongs, is gone. ]
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It's okay... as long as you understand.
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It's warm, and it makes him feel comfortable. It feels safe there.
Before he knows it, it slowly puts him into a lull. ]
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Everything will be fine. Everything will be okay.
... Maybe. ]