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Theobsidianmagpie - The Obsidian Magpie

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She watches as the blood drip from the bag. When she hears the doctor’s good news, her whole body relaxes from the heart-pounding adrenaline. Her hand relaxes but it stills stays wrapped around JD’s hand. It’s support to her, but she couldn’t remember the last time she had contact.
The simple kind, like holding hands. Minus having to undergo a life or death situation. Simple things like that made her bones and her heart ache
But it was over now and she could leave to wipe her hands off the blood. Problem was, she didn’t know how to let go. And part of her was afraid something bad would happen. That some other danger would arise.
But another part of her is desperately screaming self-assurance. That she’s safe, and the trouble is over.

Her eyes widened a little but they softened as she listened more. There was...relief on her face. Like she found someone like her for the first time in so long.
“I’ll be honest, I never really agreed with that. The whole ‘repopulate’ thing. I think that should be done out of love, never necessity,” She says shrugging. “It should be of choice, and you should never do something that you didn’t choose.”
Growing up away from those two opposing sides, she didn’t really have a mindset to base her opinions off of. Or a place to shut her ability to express herself. To find out who she was as Shimabukuro, not as a COG or an Outsider. She found out that she liked both girls and boys but not like other ‘normal people would. But there was also something she found out as well.
“And I did. She was a girl named Jean. She was in the COG as well, but I never really cared that she was. I wasn’t really into anybody, you know, sexually. Later I found out that’s what it’s like to be asexual,” She admits. Emotions swell in her throat as she continues to open her secret heart.
“I used to think that something was wrong with me, because I didn’t feel the same things as normal people did. I was afraid if I told someone, even her, she’d look at me the wrong way, and confirm everything I thought to be true about myself.”
“But I love being with people, and I care for them so much. I still feel, and I don’t feel that way about myself anymore
“I guess...Maybe that’s why I never really cared about the physical aspects of anybody. Maybe that’s why I just care and feel so much more than other people do. Just like you do with Wade. That’s such a human thing and that’s not your fault. Just as much as it isn’t mine.”

Cocoon // Catfish And The Bottlemen

“I agree. That’s what I try to do as the Magpie. Be something they can’t ignore and make them think. Just make them think if that mentality’s such a good thing and everything else about the COG. That and so that no one like Jean suffers dying alone.”
She feels that a burden had been lifted as her secrets and heart’s open. To find someone in her situation who doesn’t fit into the mentality. To pour out her vulnerability in an environment where she’s not afraid to say it. It’s a relief to get all the stones out of her stomach.
“I think that’s a valid thing to feel. You don’t know how they’re gonna react. You care for him, and you’re scared to never see him again right? So that’s normal to think that. I used to be scared shitless thinking of Jean rejecting me.”
“I don’t know enough about him so I couldn’t give you an answer. But I know he cares. He wants to make things better. So I think there’s that chance. I didn’t get the chance to tell Jean how I felt. But you do, and I think you should tell him.”
“And I’m willing to help with that, if you’ll allow me to.”