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[imaginate]

Characters: Kyle & various.
Date: Catch-all log for July.
Location: All around.
Situation: Various.
Warnings/Rating: War horrors, child abuse, mention of torture, physical and psychological.
Notes: [Action] or prose are all good. Ping me if you'd like a specific setup/threadstarter.

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[imaginate]

'That strain again! it had a dying fall: O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound,' he continues, smiling.

Then, a slightly ominous pause as he waggles a finger at Damian. 'Don't tell anyone that I know.'

They don't deserve to know.

[demon_brat]

"Why would anyone ever ask?" Why would they ask Damian, that is.

But, no, he is unlikely to tell.

"Is that the one you want as a 'bedtime story'?"

[imaginate]

'People get ideas, sometimes.' He waves a dismissive hand and shifts to being extremely attentive, while remaining as comfortable as possible in the blankets.

'Yeah. Go on.'

[demon_brat]

Damian's lips twitch.

"Not around me, they don't."

Not those kinds of ideas, at least.

The boy straightens his back, then starts on the play. It takes about twenty verses before he's doing voices, too, only a little. It is a play, after all, and - rarely as that shows - he does have a good imagination.