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[pillz]

(tw offensive language, false allegations of domestic violence, mh)

iso 1 healer
recent victmi of domestic abuse
can pay ni cash / goods / favors
thx

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[rebelhealer]

are you okay? where are you?

[Just because he's not entirely fond of Joseph doesn't mean his healer's instincts aren't going to kick in.]

[pillz]

[human kindness!! where would kavinsky be without it.]

im stayin wit a friend but i can come meet u
im mostly aight jus
my face is fucked up & my brain feles weird
u know?

[rebelhealer]

good
do you know where the o'malley clinic is?

[pillz]

no
i didnt know u was irish
scotts
whats omalley
i thought u got centaurs where u come from

[rebelhealer]

I can send you the address

1/2

[pillz]

how od you want 2 be paid

2/2

[pillz]

thakn you

[look, dr. chilton was a miracle worker.]

[mofi]

[ Because he just can't help himself. ]

shut the fuk
up

1/2

[pillz]

[ten things happen inside of kavinsky at once. a euphoric pang at seeing murphy's name in his phone again; a shock of resentment follows instantly after.

and when he reads it, this mesmerizing bitterness. murphy was always such a terrible speller, and quite incapable of ignoring him. it's so romantic.]

you gotta look out 4 number one
oyu taught me that. i mean it aint exactly an original lesson but sometimes i forget.
i got a question for you

2/2

[pillz]

ill stay otu of the house if u answer it
thjs is a good deal. you should take it

[mofi]

ur a fukn liar
wat do u want?

private;

[pillz]

i want to know wat lynch told you abt me.
dont lie
i saw ur face when you woke up, remember

[i know it wasn't good. ronan must have been lying.]

[mofi]

u do huh
y does it mater?

[pillz]

doesn't.

[it matters immensely. kavinsky trusts no one, but he trusts a couple of people a little, and ronan had somehow wormed his way into that category. but he wouldn't want to bias the results any more than he has to.]

tell me

text | un: apollo

[solarcharged]

Domestic abuse? Who? Are you safe?

[pillz]

[ha HA, this would be the time to level heinous cruelty on ronan lynch. except, you know, that that would require admitting quite a lot of weakness. so.]

im aight now, man
sometimes when ut ake it pu the ass in lief, it aint because theres a cute boy in ya bed
u know?
but its a fuckin pain i aint gonna lie
oyu ever have those people you just fuckin hate

[solarcharged]

[ This person is clearly concussed! What the fuck does any of that mean!! Whatever it was that question followed, the answer is clearly no, because Apollo does not know. ]

Who hurt you?

apollo is too precious help me

[pillz]

my ex0bf

[it's actually an indicator of incredible character development for kavinsky, that he can post that on the internet without balking. there was a time in his life that he didn't do 'boyfriends.']

eh probably would have killed me if it wasnt 4 my ohter ex
which ig uess i should give him credit 4 but u no

[solarcharged]

[ what the fuck ]

Are you safe?

Who was it? An imPort?

[ Superpowered assholes beating on their partners, even exes, WILL NOT BE TOLERATED!! ]

[pillz]

[rut roh. much like a toddler finding his lies snowballing out of control, kavinsky feels the vague inklings of warning bells. he swiftly pulls up apollo's profile with his thumbs, scrolls through his history on the network.

dude seems kind of serious. and for better or worse, at this stage of kavinsky's career in being a certifiable asshole, he has somewhat (debatably) more sophisticated games to play than an obvious ruse that would turn apollo on him in a second flat.] im fine, in styaing with a friend

yeah
ex is an import
i fele like it aint a godo idea 2 name names
u know sometimes two peopel have a disgareement

[then you put it on blast on the internet? whoops. okay, he's not that sophisticated.]

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[am_i_a_monster]

I can play the harpsichord for you.
Heals quickly with my power.
Who hurt you?

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[pillz]

relaly?

[by now, he's been seen for his ills. but it's been a minute since he's seen her, the girl who always seems to feel worse, to suffer more deeply, to feel more helpless than he does, and being a little bit of a monster, sometimes that's what kavinsky wants.]

i didnt know u can play the harpsicord. id be down

my ex
dont date
it always ends bda

[am_i_a_monster]

u were in my booth at fanport where i sold cds, t-shirts with pic of me playing harpsichord.

do u want to come to my place and listen?

where's your ex now?
what's your ex's name?
gonna stay your ex or r u getting back together?

[pillz]

wat
whhich one was the fuckin harpsicord
i thought i saw u playin like a piano & some wit microphones?

[i'm sorry abigail.]

my ex is in his home i tihnk
my exs name is a secret

[he should have come up with a better plan. whatever. his impulse control is way better than it used to be, this is like an a+ for him.]

i dunno
sometiems i wnat him back but then he turns my face in2 a hamburger so it gets complicated

[this is actually much less problematic than it sounds like. or problematic in an entirely different way than what it sounds like.]

u know?

[am_i_a_monster]

harpsichord is kind of like a piano
come to my house and see it
i can play and make you feel better
dogs and cats will cheer you up too

you're protecting him.
don't worry. harpsichord power doesn't mean i can drop a harpsichord on him.

[She gets it.  She wants Hannibal back.  Sometimes she even wants her dad back.]

i know.
but i don't want you to have a hamburger face.