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Innocence Worth Protecting
innocence worth protecting
It starts out, well, innocently enough. They're pure, untainted, a light that's yet to be touched by this world. Somehow, you feel the need to keep them that way, conscious realization or not, no matter how that seems to go against your jaded character and bitter heart. But maybe those things are your reason. You've been beaten down by the foul weather of this world; they shouldn't have to suffer that same fate. There needs to be someone good left, somewhere. It's a rare comforting thought.
Your feelings are platonic, at the beginning. Then, their light and their infectious idealism begin to touch you, in a way you thought wasn't possible anymore.
...you're still going to guard them, keep them happy and unmarred. It's just that now, you realize the corruption you may be staving away from them is you.
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Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Just....tired. The cops ran me ragged.
[He's not lying, he's just omitting the part about being in a cocaine plant of a mob gang. Also the four bullets he pulled out of his body, she doesn't need to know about that.]
How about you?........How's the night treating you?
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... Were you hurt?
[Her fingers absently tap against her arm, absently playing the fabric of her nightdress as she hums.]
I'm alright. It's been rather quiet tonight, so I've just been reading. [Spirits tend to get louder at night, but for once it's rather calm. Though they could have been focusing on something else tonight.]
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[He felt the five stitches it took to patch it up though.]
What were you reading?
[He gets the feeling she's not buying his story, but if he can keep her from teleporting inside then it doesn't matter what she believes at the moment.]
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... It was just some files for a job that's coming up.
[A pause, and then she sighs.]
... Now, are you gonna tell me the truth or am I gonna have to look for myself?
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[He quickly, and quietly starts to dress himself just in case she decides to pop in.]
Where's your ghost friend? He's not in here with me is he? I'm not decent, and I don't like the idea of a male ghost ogling me.
[He's pretty much resolved himself to say virtually anything to keep her away.]