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Pronto tendría que recuperar la distancia para incluso tratar de asimilar lo que ha hecho, y quizás, también hacer el intento de explicar sus sentimientos encontrados. Aunque, sus ojos se perdieron en su vista a una forma sumamente desconcertante, demostrando una expresión que iría entre los escalones de la sorpresa, la desesperación, la tristeza y el miedo.
Jacket se quedó inmóvil una vez más.
Estaba sufriendo uno de esos episodios de la psicosis, no pudiendo recordar con exactitud cuando fue la última vez que ingirió las pastillas para controlarlo. Se asustó de inmediato, tomando sus propios brazos con un cuerpo tembloroso mientras bajaría la cabeza, desviando toda atención a su frustración.
El nerviosismo y el temor le atacaba, creándole un nudo en la garganta que casi le borraba la voz.
No quería esto...
No otra vez.
❝ ...y-yo, lo... lo siento── ¡LO SIENTO! ❞ alzó la voz con exasperación sin siquiera mirar a Sokol, y a modo que se aferró a una desgraciada montaña de imágenes que lograban perjudicarlo en mente, con la muy poca cordura que tuvo se atrevió en dejar esa habitación como pudo, corriendo hasta desaparecer de su vista.
No podía permitirse otra vez dejarse consumir por esos demonios. Necesitaba buscar sus pastillas de alguna manera.

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https://ask.fm/dagr1nder4/answers/167498936891 QUERÍA DIBUJAR ALGO Y NO ME SALIÓ, LLORANDING

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀No mostró ninguna otra señal que solo esa pasmada reacción que bien parecía eterna, y gracias a él, la mano dejó de repetir tal dichosa frase finalmente dejando un cómodo silencio... que quizás era mucho peor. Su cabeza estaba hecha un desastre, sin ser capaz de encontrar la verdadera emoción al asunto. Después de todo... Jacket era conocido por ser una persona con un desorden emocional constante, sumado de con quien estaba tratando, podría venir siendo la explicación de tan perturberante reacción.
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Lo único que pudo apreciarse de él fue un leve movimiento bajo de cabeza, como si quisiera intentar esforzarse en decir algo, o en realidad... hacer algo, pareciéndole todas esas palabras del contrario muy distantes.
Con un profundo respiro, llenaría de valor la mano que le quedó libre para acercarla a Sokol y sujetarle del brazo con toda la intención de llamar su atención, y en una peculiar circunstancia, cortar la distancia que ambos compartían para terminar accediendo en un acto sorprendente: depositar un beso en la comisura de sus labios, sin ningún tipo de aviso.
Ni él mismo creía ser capaz de tanta semejante osadía. Solo... sentía esa enorme necesidad de hacerlo, dejándolo a sus propias conclusiones.
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@dagr1nder4

[[ TENGO MIEDO- ]]
─ ❛❛. . . ! ❜❜ ─ sus azulejos ojos saltaron de la impresión tomando forma de platos, quedando inmóvil a la revelación no estando muy seguro de que expresión colocar. Ni siquiera sabía si estaba asimilando aquello adecuadamente... por lo tanto, desde su chaqueta buscaría el reproductor que siempre cargaba consigo y la incluiría en la escena.
Sí, había estado grabando todo a su alrededor para aprovechar oportunas frases nuevas, y efectivamente captó esa nerviosa declaración amorosa que pronto repitió una, y otra, y otra vez... atónito.

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Se acercó y se puso a su lado para ver el proceso, sonriendo con orgullo.Al reproducirse, el contenido eran frases que Jacket usaba a menudo al comunicarse y, más comúnmente,groserías e insultos MUY elaborados en ruso.A veces se le olvidaba lo que hacía y se ponía a hablar solo.. pero era un plus.(?

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⠀⠀⠀⠀No hubo ningún tipo de reacción en Jacket cuando la escandalosa grabación se dio por finalizada, dejando un silencio de por medio. Quizás, solo quizás, un pequeño intento de reírse sería evidente y casi inaudible.
Como forma de agradecimiento por el peculiar regalo, él dio vuelta a su figura para acercarse al contrario y de pronto brindarle un abrazo de buenos colegas, aww. ¿?

Sokol silbó para llamar la atención de Jacket. ❝ Hombre gallina, ¡Sokol te trajo regalo! ❞ le lanzó un casette sin esperar respuesta alguna. ❝ Me puse a pensar; tal vez tu cosa no será tan molesta si escucho mi hermosa voz. Fue un dolor averiguar cómo funcionaba, así que úsalo, Да? ❞

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⠀⠀⠀⠀─ ❛❛ . . . ! ❜❜ ─ a un movimiento rápido, atrapó tal casette entre sus manos para darle un pequeño vistazo y al hombre que se lo ha dado por imprevisto. Le pareció un detalle muy curioso... que llamaba su atención por completo.
Entonces, fue allí donde buscó su reproductor para poner en marcha la grabación y averiguar de que se trataría. ¿?

|| Dije que te iba a besuquear y ya me dió penita, se cancela 👉🏼👈🏼 pero Julie te extraña mucho (?)

ꜱ ᴘ ᴇ ᴄ ᴛ ʀ ᴇ
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⠀⠀⠀⠀─ ❛❛...¿Por qué irías de hacer e─❜❜ ─ su voz se vio interrumpida a la mención de aquella mujer, no pudiendo evitar expresar una melancólica felicidad. Ya se puso soft. (?)
⠀⠀⠀⠀─ ❛❛Yo... también la extraño mucho. Seguro debe estar deseando golpearme por hacerme el prófugo..❜❜ ─

¿Eres bueno para las despedidas?

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵇˡᵘᵉ . . .

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[Julie] —Tsk, tsk, tsk. Desapareces por tanto tiempo y ni quiera vienes a saludar. Ay, Jackie; ¿Acaso no me extrañaste?— Fingió una expresión de tristeza, incluso haciendo un puchero. || HOLA, TE EXTRAÑÉ

ᴛ ʜ ᴇ ʟ ᴇ ɢ ɪ ᴏ ɴ
─ ❛❛ Julie... ❜❜ ─ mencionó su nombre en un tono murmurante, parecía seguir preocupándole lo sucedido hace un tiempo. Incluso estaba consciente de que... quizás, no le volvería a ver. Era un alivio que después de todo se atrevió a acercarse a él, le hizo feliz de cierta manera.
Una pequeña sonrisa tonta se le escapó en el rostro.
─ ❛❛ L-lo siento, tuve que estar fuera del pueblo unas semanas... me contenta mucho volver a verte. Y sí, te he extrañado... mucho. ❜❜ ─
[[aYY, HOLIS, QUE ME DA UN PARO CON LOS BBS]]

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⠀⠀⠀There was a moment when everything finally turned white, meaningless, a painless affliction that was transformed into a false hope focused on the decision of his life that depended on only one important action: pulling the trigger. Of course it was all crazy, his hand even presented some slight fear of the seriousness of the situation, even doubting. But all the endless chaos that haunted him was enough to convince his sanity not to expect a ray of light.
His expression was a worrying mix between sadness and happiness... The man thought, was this true salvation? would soon find out...
─ ❛❛ . . . !! ❜❜ ─
For just one more step he was led away from the precipice of death again thanks to the bright angel, succumbing to a very remarkable surprise compared to the first time. The impediment on her part, adding the sonorous scream that flooded his ears and has him perplexed by the fact that it was his nickname mentioned without having revealed, have left him without options. He had no idea how to react to it, vaguely thought about what really dared to do, as if another consciousness had taken over his head. A more reasonable one.
Like a victim in a horror movie, Jacket slowly glances around unconsciously, very terrified.
Reflecting for a few seconds, his blue orbs settled on Akane's face. Her face... what the hell was he about to do?
─ ❛❛ S-sorry, I... I didn't want to do that. ❜❜ ─
The young man's voice was full of trauma and concern. Raised his body from the floor with the support of his arm on the wall trying to regain the lost consciousness, very disoriented. He was soon desperately searching for something in his pockets. A small container of some kind of medicine, unfortunately would find it completely empty. Yes, it were the medicines he needed to deal with the psychoses and other derivatives of mental illness that were taking him in these dangerous directions.
He would clear his throat of the need, trying to calm himself a bit by breathing.
─ ❛❛ Forgive me... I lost control, again. I tried to... stop it... but, are you okay? Did I hurt you too? ❜❜ ─
His questions were incoherent at some point. His memory was suddenly blurry for moments.
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⠀⠀⠀Deigned to look up with some courage to face what he most wanted to avoid; the look that approached panic and reflected endless non-positive emotions on her. His head received a couple of blows from related past memories, all his friends, family, even... a person who came to love with all the heart, they all started the same path and rejected him over time . "A maniac, mentally ill, dangerous" he remembered every word he was known to, and they all turned out to be a stab in his body. As if that weren't enough, he was guilty of everything that ever happened. As soon as his acquaintances approached to his life, they all lost their own lives as a consequence, being all a suffering..
How miserable did have to be to end that whole line with no happy ending? He didn't want to continue this unpleasant path, much less involve someone else in his downfall.
A heavy breath came to his, and a strange smile graced his pale face. The man was definitely not okay; his insanity was getting worse.
─ ❛❛ Don't worry... we all make mistakes, right? Let me help you. ❜❜ ─
The boy's decayed voice had a rather drastic change, the way of speaking of him being very helpful and gloomy at the same time. The bandaged right hand reached for the firearm once more, holding it. Jacket gave it a stopped look, as if already knew his next steps, forgetting how little sanity held him on the sidelines of the situation.
He soon made an alarming move. The tip of the gun threatened his own chin, and the trigger dangerously about to go off. Right in front of her, without any qualms.
─ ❛❛ I... I'll make it right... I'll make it all right... this time.❜❜ ─
He was muttering with false emotion, the smile was cracked, and his blue eyes narrowed. Seemed to be really determined on his actions, totally untrue: his unhinged mind was just playing with him and everything.
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⠀⠀⠀A cold silence followed, locking himself in an air of concern. He wouldn't be sure to recount the true events in fear of luring her into his agony. It was really complicated and might be too significant for her status as a heavenly creature full of good deeds. Jacket was quite grateful for the kind act, but at the same time hated it.
The young man's gaze drifted at her question, searching for some not-so-shocking answer... though found none. The weight was too much, enough to have nearly driven him to death. He felt the need to lie if possible, as that didn't seem to be an option now. He had to speak the truth to someone who has given him another chance... unfortunately.
One of the bandaged hands reached inside his jacket, specifically in the pocket in search of an object. Taking it, he would slowly show it to her by putting it aside from his position; a loaded gun, lying on the floor. His arms would then rest on his knees so that would occupy a discouraged position.
He glanced at that lethal object with regret, returning the gaze at the angel once more.
─ ❛❛ You... saved the wrong one. I am the culprit of a recent massacre... several of them. ❜❜ ─
He revealed in an appropriate volume, having an expression full of bitterness. Hated to remind himself of the real truth, and to involve her as one more witness to his illicit actions. The man wasn't able to stand up to her for long.
─ ❛❛ It's ironic... do angels help people like that? No... maybe I'm crazy now, and you're part of "them." ❜❜ ─
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⠀⠀⠀Feeling her compassionate comforting touch on his shoulder allowed him to snap out of a probable state of shock, giving her his all attention this time. He blinked a few times as saw her more clearly and how her angelic wings stood out in presence. The man began to question the seriousness of his insanity over and over again, blaming his own head that it was another suffocating illusion. He couldn't say anything about it because was incapable of it, still couldn't fit all the pieces of reality. He received the characteristic jacket back with a hesitant nod, discouraged. Seeing the rebuttable evidence of what has done depressed him, but what was done was done.
He pulled on his clothes to cover his upper body somewhat uncomfortably, exchanging glances with the angel.
─ ❛❛ Thank you ... ❜❜ ─ he spoke in a low voice. The wounds are completely gone, but still looked worrying. Just by looking at his dull eyes something had happened. There was no close thought that would make him smile.
─ ❛❛ Why did you help… me? Do you have any idea what I've done? ❜❜ ─ He asked the most tackling questions within his mind in a tone that was about to break, mixed with exhaustion. He really wanted punishment, thought that was what he really deserved and not be forgiven.
─ ❛❛ I'm a bad person. ❜❜ ─
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⠀⠀⠀Even if wanted to prevent her from healing him, he would not succeed, didn't possess enough strength and the use of his voice had no purpose to convince her. Much less when he knew the identity of coming from above. Had no other option but to follow her intentions and let himself be carried away by it, trying not to make the process so difficult. It was painful, but was bearable.
When making contact with the feminine angel he felt a very comforting sensation, as if were floating on the clouds and his soul had left his body. An immediate peace and tranquility that exhilarated him, a feeling that for years he has tried to recover and was impossible.
His eyes closed completely in action, his body being heavier than before. Jacket seemed to be between life and death, or some kind of not very well defined temporary unconsciousness. Luckily the miraculous healing rescued him in time. He found himself clinging to an unrecognizable warmth wanting to hold on as long as he could, enjoy every minute, every second. It was the first time in a long time that felt a peaceful environment in his being.
The light particles quickly healed his wounds, although in addition to them he had old healed wounds, implying that it was not the first time that his life ended up in danger. His body marked history of dangerous acts, but his face said the opposite; a normal man, young, dreamer, willing to go ahead with his goals.
No longer exhibited any sign of pain thanks to her power, indirectly being grateful for having a calm expression. He didn't want to detach himself from this moment.
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A chilling voice broke through his inner peace like some kind of illusion inside his twisted mind.
─ ❛❛ AH─ ❜❜ ─
He made a desperate sound as abruptly woke up. His face seemed to have gone through a terrible nightmare, pulling his head back from her. It took him a few seconds to look back at her and clearly didn't look good... besides having had all those wounds. As he was used to, the man covered half of his face with the right hand.
He still didn't fully regain consciousness of reality.
─ ❛❛ I'm sorry... I've been careless again. ❜❜ ─
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|| HOLA SE ME OLVIDÓ PREGUNTARTE CÓMO ESTABAS, ¿Cómo estás? te extrañaba mucho <3 ||

Dwight Fairfield
[[ hOLA--- He estado mejor, gracias ;; yo también te extrañé. Pensé que ya no estarías por aquí--
¿Cómo te ha ido a ti? ]]
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⠀⠀⠀It seemed that in addition to accommodating himself among so many wounds, he was looking for a way to escape for the same uncertain reason that has given her in his broken voice. He wasn't able to watch more people suffer as his lack of sanity consumed him completely, when he only listened to murderous orders. The man preferred to end this way, until it was too late and entered the same hellish cycle again. Perhaps she was innocent of his situation, but he also had no words to explain it.
Weighed down in chains of agony, his face frowned every time he made some small move or time ticked by. He gritted his teeth from time to time to accumulate all those complaints of pain, faintly watching the woman who came with great compassion.
His senses no longer correctly perceived what was happening around as a phase before unconsciousness. The little energy was wasted in seeing her, and in his throat.
Part of theman's own insanity was laughing at her with regard to such common questions. Unfortunately, he is the real culprit of everything. His mind was totally focused on guilt, and would totally agree to deserve to be in this state. Was funny... and he hated that fact.
The light that reached his downcast eyes guided him to witness a surprising event; her, being a true angel, showing all the true nature...
There was no expression of fear or surprise, he was too confused and stunned. Jacket was sure that won't even be able to remember.
❛❛ W... why... ❜❜ he murmured with the little strength had, looking down a bit. The blue of his eyes were becoming more opaque as a result of so much blood loss, the thread of his life about to be cut at any moment.
He could no longer speak. Just stood there, almost dying, leaving his life in her hands.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴴᵉˡˡ'ˢ ᵃᵗ ᵐʸ ᵈᵒᵒʳ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃⁿ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃ ᵈᵉᵃᵈ ᵐᵃⁿ ʷᵃˡᵏⁱⁿᵍ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴮᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵉ, ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ˢᵒᵘˡ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ᴬⁿᵈ ᵏⁱˡˡ ᵗⁱˡˡ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵉ

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⠀⠀⠀Darkness slowly loomed under his miserable existence. His sight was blurry and unconscious mind was full of enigmas that could no longer recognize from the acts of his sins. His clothes carried the unpleasant trail of all the lives consumed by his uncontrollable hands. Anyone would despair, but he was no longer sure what to feel, or if still had human feelings. He would never get back to the life he thought deserved. The world has agreed to remind him of all that he has done.
He was sorry, tired of everything. He felt there was no hope for him, and also wondered... why was still here? being just a puppet of an instinct that took over his entire being.
In a depressing sigh closed his eyes, lying down until the end of the hours.
Until an unknown voice called out to him.
The fallen man opened the blue eyes that expressed the emptiness of his soul, vaguely directing his downcast gaze towards whoever was speaking to him; a worried young woman. She was so bright, compared to him, feeling a slight warm sensation from her presence. How unfortunate she was... to meet such a pathetic boy that it would only get her in trouble.
His arm full of stained bandages encircled his injured stomach to press down and move a little, amid a low groan.
❛❛ I. . . ❜❜
He paused for a moment, looking away. It was clear on his face that he wanted to give up.
❛❛ Please... no... I don't want to put you in... danger... y-you too... ❜❜
His breath was thick with pain and weakness. His face was too pale and beaten. His entire body had evidence of having had a pretty terrible time.
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀─⠀⠀❛⠀⠀{ Unmasked } ⁾⁾⠀ ❜
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⠀⠀⠀The weight of his actions have paid off. His weakened body fell between the walk, leaning against the cold wall of an alley without light. The dripping of a red liquid adorned that place. The bandages would give him more time, but he really was tired.
He had no one else to call. Nowhere to go, and was in search and capture by the law.
His blue eyes narrowed in exhaustion, staring at an indeterminate point as finally took a seat on the worn floor. His breathing was slow, came to think that... perhaps, here he would end. Had lost everything.
Tired, stuck, out of options...
Only a miracle could save him, but was he capable of deserving it?
Not really.
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