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''I want to make you happy, but I've fallen, I'm sorryI thought my wings could hold me up with angels, not demonsYou don't know how cool you areTo find the ways to love me without shameI want my life to be red with trees and like autumnI float away from evil and down towards the healingSo sad now have becomeThe children trapped in the mazesI'd give myself to the one, yeahWho has the courage to find me and free me, nowIf I run I'll just become like all the faking lightsSo let the thunders take me under and break my legs tonightLet the thunders take me under and break my legs tonight, yeahLet the thunders take me under and break my legs tonight, yeahHallelujah, I'm not breathingHallelujah, I'm not breathingHallelujah, I'm not breathingHallelujahI want to make you happy, but I've fallen, I'm sorry''This song is great <3

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*All Writings are OOC Knowledge*Featuring: +F1R3W@LL::this is telepathy::*Disposable Lives**6/7/14*“The hunters, Harkin’s allies. They were the ones who looked in on the wake. I asked to go after them and F1R3W@LL said I could.” “Are they dead?” “Yes.” Simon leaves the room. He cannot stay. *__________________________________________________* F13 does not want to come to bed. She does not SAY that she does not want to come to bed, she's just busy. She just. Needs to do stuff with the laptop. From the Hunter stuff. While she's under Simon's desk. Simon is sitting at the desk. :: You know it's not your fault that you didn't realize what [REDACTED] was going to do. We don't think like they do. :: There is a long quiet before F13 thinks back at him. :: i knew he was probably going to kill them. :: It is Simon’s turn to be quiet for a while. He speaks aloud in a hollow tone. "Oh." The typing sounds continue. "I thought at the time it was... Non-Accord [REDACTED] and hunter business. Which we're not supposed to police, so I told him that if this was [REDACTED]doing[REDACTED]-stuff stuff, that it was [REDACTED]’s business. I didn't put it together until later that [REDACTED] used the funeral to point [REDACTED] at his enemies." Simon is silent, in voice and mind. F13 talks from under the desk. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you and Mari. You were together and upset. ...This does not seem to have been a very smart way to make you less upset, in retrospect." Simon's voice is quiet. "Yeah. Sometimes I forget that unless they're protected by the Accord hunters are just seen as…disposable." F13 answers without emotional emphasis. "And supernaturals are just seen as monsters. I was wrong. I fucked up." He looks under the desk at her for a moment, "I don't see most supernaturals as monsters. I need to—I need to go through the records. See who they were. Contact their families if they need—" He stops. "Harkin's friends were the first humans who helped me. I owe it to them." "I'm not talking about you, Simon." Simon loves her too much to say the first things that come to mind at that. He bites his tongue. F13 continues to type. "I'm pulling up what I can from here. I'll see if other stuff can be recovered tomorrow. Wallets." "Let me do it. You can send me what you found so far." It’s the least he can do for them. The laptop appears, lifted over the edge of the desk and scooted onto its surface. Everything is now quiet. Simon takes it and sends the information she already found to himself. "I want to stay and to comfort you. But my head's…I don't know if I can be much help. "I fucked up. I don't get comfort." That's logic. "I love you so you get fucking comfort. Everyone fucks up." Simon’s tone is harsh. "I fucked up bad. You don't have to comfort me when I. When it's this." "Of course I do. If I fucked up, wouldn't you do the same?" "Yes. But you don't fuck up like this." It’s true. But no one comes to him asking who they should kill. "I don't have the power that you do. With more power, comes more risk. You know this." "I mean. When I told [REDACTED] that. I wasn't thinking of the hunters as people. That happened later." Simon’s breath hitches. He can’t think. He wants to scream. Of course. Hunters are disposable. Hunters are the enemy. Hunters die in droves because that’s what it means to take up the candle. He just didn’t expect to hear F13 ever saying what he came to expect from Demons and vampires. Simon tries to keep his tone level. "I'm gonna ask Pash to puppy for you tonight cause you need to fucking sleep. I'm gonna take a walk." "I'm not going to sleep tonight. It's ok, I'll go work in the Citadel." Simon gets up and goes to the door, "I'm still asking Pash to come be with you because I love you with all my heart. You are everything to me." He stops for a moment with his hand on the knob. "Sometimes I wish we had met after I came out instead of when I was going in. Sometimes I think it'd be better for a lot of people. Because I can't imagine a life without you and I would never ever want to be in a world without being with you. But maybe everyone would have been happier if I wasn't human." He opens the door. "I'd just have been dragged back in with you. And we'd never have gotten out again. ...This is better." Simon’s heart aches. Is that the only reason? Is that really the only reason it would have been bad? "Maybe. I guess there are other ways." He heads out. She waits for him to leave, then goes into the closet and doesn't come out again.*____________________________________________________________*I always love when the issues inherent in a hunter/supernatural relationship rear their head.

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Great song, great band!

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