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PARISA

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Hey. Kinda ruined your panties, do you want these back?

[ not actually why he's messaging, he wants to talk about armand agreeing to turn him, but it's a disarming opener. ]

[multiverse]

Ruined in a cummy way, or a ripped in half way?

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In a I-don't-know-how-to-get-vampiric-blood-jizz-out-of-satin way.

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Oh, you know. It's really hard, because I was so emotionally invested in those panties, but I think you better toss them.
Unless you're the sentimental type? Then you can keep them.

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Great.

If we were somewhere else I'd say I'll buy you a new pair, but I'm not sure I can do that here. But I owe you one. Which I know is your favourite thing to hear.

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You're certainly raking in the IOUs. I'll have to start cashing in, so I don't forget.
Did you just want to talk underwear with me?

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No, actually. Armand's turning me into a vampire this week, so if you wanna cash in while I'm human time's ticking.

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Oooh. Feeling left out of the bloodsuckers club?

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I'm not getting any younger. And my neurodegenerative illness isn't getting any less fatal.

[multiverse]

Ah.

( "i'm not getting any younger." a painfully familiar thought. if parisa could bottle and preserve herself as she is right now, she'd probably do it too — even if, sometimes, there's nothing she wants more than to die. in fact, the only thing she constantly wants, is to not get older. so, she understands the appeal. )

How long would you have, without the bite?

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Depends. Physically, could be a full decade before my body would start to fail, maybe even longer with good treatment. But most people with Parkinsons lose their mind before then. Dementia, memory loss, hallucinations. There's a reason I write everything down.

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( it could be different, if she could pick a hole in a ward and take daniel home with her. parisa has done it before — nothazai is a biomancer doctor, capable of healing any illness, any disease, like a miracle worker. but he can't heal death, can he? the theory: he could give daniel time, long years in an aging body, but they could be good, happy years. oncoming death does things to the psyche no religion or philosophy can, because nothing is more humbling than one's own confrontation in mortality. he could bond with his daughters in a way he never has, spend his last two decades of life living for them, for happy little piebald grandchildren with fat chubby cheeks and the genetic thumbprint of half bleached brows, going on trips to disneyland, eating dolewhips with a spoon. he wouldn't have to lose his mind, possibly the most precious thing to a journalist. but.

his children and his ex-wives and his readers aren't here. armand is, and armand is like her: selfish. immortality is selfish. he'll ruin his life just to claim it for himself, and parisa can't even blame him for it. there's never been anything she's loved so much in the world, that she wouldn't burn it all down if given half a chance.

still, it's not parisa's job to fix daniel's life. it's not even her job to be part of it. no one comes to her for a pulse check in reality — they want the fantasy. )

I get the context of your net post, now.
What's the verdict? How are you spending your last day alive?

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Gonna spend a day outside eating so much food. Might go to the club in the evening and dance. I dunno. Nothing changes in the short term. It's the long term where it gets fucked up.

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I'm pretty sure your diet changes in the short term. Plus, the bloody cum.

Not sure if that was an invitation, but I'll come dance with you. You have to go out in style.

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Thus the eating and the clubbing.

Don't you know you're always invited, Parisa? I've gotta check Koby's document about what colours are safe to wear.