"What's your favorite color Cordei? Your favorite animal? How old are you? What's your last name? Fa orate food? Least favorite color? How young are you?..."...
"Yeah, that's a real downer. Not being able to find someone to cut up and all..." Sally rocks on her heels a few times. Hands clasped behind her back. Her...
Michiko turns back to Sally, a puzzled look on her face at the comment. She pauses, adjusting her glasses, and turning fully to face Sally directly. "What?"...
Sally tried not to blush at the other girl's confusion, feeling rather hot and uncomfortable with embarrassment. "do... do you like the sound of my shoes?" She...
Michiko finds herself watching Sally's movements, fascinated but unsure why. There's ^something^ there, she knows, but what is it? "Yeah, yeah its fine,"...
Sally swallows hard again, watching Michiko do her own watching. "It's fine...?" she asks slowly, eyes looking up, as she raises her foot just an inch or so...
Sally sucks in her lower lip, watching Michiko's reaction. Watching the way her eyes focus and the way she looks confused at the sound, and feeling very...
Michiko tilts her head up to look to Sally again at her comment. She opens her mouth as if about to say something in response, but then the sound of Sally's...
squirming her forehead against that broach, squirming at all of those questions, trying to answer them, it took a bit, it was difficult, more difficult than it...
"Yes. I did. What was the third question i asked?" Continuing to push, to let the static, a thousand pin pricks all over the inside of Cordei's skull, each one...
"Uhm... third question..." all of that static, those little pins, dizzying, fingers slowly tightening as she squirmed just a faint little bit... trying to move...
That hand was grasped by the wrist and then shoved against the broach. "Hold this here. And don't let it move. I'm going to go see if you have anything in your...
"O...k..." both sounds took a lot of effort, taffy that was fraying and pulled and... hand holding the broach, keeping it still as she could, which was pretty...
Sally looks much less nervous now, slight smile at the corner of her lips. Arching her heel up as she considered her words. "That's a good girl... not only do...
Mindy came back out of the kitchen, the soft pssst of carbonation gave away she'd stolen one of the sodas. Tipping it back and sipping it casually as she...
At this point the blonde girl really wouldn't have minded if the other girl had decided to steal all of the sodas, she was feeling so bizzare, shifting and......
"awww that's so cuuuute." Mindy sipped her soda again, leaning against the counter watching her, speaking in a condescending tone. "trying to climb up the...
but but! it was hard to focus, taffy mind sitll being pulled out, she just had to focus really hard, then maybe... maybe something... fingers holding the...
"slide of the mind." She smiled and sipped her drink, rolling her eyes at the futility of the girl and the attempt to fight it. She ran one finger along the...
"Slide of the..." she struggled to recall what the woman had said, all of those gaps in her head... "mind? but... i don't wanna fall!" the hand not holding the...
Mindy shrugged, taking another sip of her drink, turning her attention back to the woman in the chair. "You can try to do anything you want. It's already to...
she couldn't climb, it was harder and harder by the moment to remember the metaphor... or was i a similie... what WAS a similie...? or was that some sort of......
"How many fingers now Cordei?" she let one curl down slowly, holding up two in front of her face, talking down to her. Smiling as she continued to sip the...
At the sound of Sally's heel hitting the floor, Michiko blinks, gaze snapping wide and unfocused again as the sound wipes away the thoughts trying to reform in...
Sally nodded, it was just as she thought, she could help this girl. Lifting her heel and letting it tap, "Now, you like the sound of my shoes, so listen...
With every tap, Michiko's eyes perk momentarily as if jolted but then start to grow heavy, slipping a little further closed each time as Michiko sinks deeper...
Sally muses, tapping her heel a few times while she thinks. "also you need care less what other people think, not let it get to you... you can be cool, you can...
"Two.." she whimpered, eyes looking like they would have just loved to fall hazily shut or something, she just didn't look right, holding the broach, looking...
Sally's words sink into Michiko's head, the constant rhythm of the former girl's footwear echoing in the lab and displacing any thought. Eyes heavy, body...
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