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        Kid picks you up and you blink in confusion, looking back at him as he scans where you had been standing amongst scrap. Setting you to the side, the android kneels down, moving the scrap around before taking out an amber android eye. “Oh, is that yours? Let me clean it off for you.” You hum, taking it gingerly.         He watches you as clean off the eye with your shirt. You look it over before handing it to him. Kid puts the eye in and blinks them both before looking at you. “Looks good Kid. You have beautiful eyes.” You smile and pat his head. He scoffs silently and stands up.         You raise an eyebrow

There are some people who are fortunate enough to be able to do what they love as a career- they wake up thinking of possibilities, not of burdens. They are the kind who hasten the dawn, awaiting for each day to come, not yearning for the approach of light, equating it to the relief of a heavy burden. Francis Bonnefoy was one of those lucky few. The Rouge Café was, to Francis, the perfect combination of food, people and ambient atmosphere. Almost every day, the blonde man came across interesting people to talk to, whether they were first time customers or regular patrons. He felt a strange, profound sympathy for those who woke with a s

Chapter 1 Dark, damp, and depressing. Those were the first things you had noticed about your surroundings, the second had been a dull throbbing that resounded in your skull. It didn’t take long to discover the blood encrusted to your scalp. Fear sharpened your senses; your hands were bound, wrists raw from the thick rope, and you hurt. You soon realised that you were not alone in this darkness. Peering through the gloom, you met restless shadows and frightened eyes, many of which glistened with tears. You vaguely recalled screams of terror and pain as flames licked the ship’s tall mast, twisting around the wood in a dance of dest

        Kid picks you up and you blink in confusion, looking back at him as he scans where you had been standing amongst scrap. Setting you to the side, the android kneels down, moving the scrap around before taking out an amber android eye. “Oh, is that yours? Let me clean it off for you.” You hum, taking it gingerly.         He watches you as clean off the eye with your shirt. You look it over before handing it to him. Kid puts the eye in and blinks them both before looking at you. “Looks good Kid. You have beautiful eyes.” You smile and pat his head. He scoffs silently and stands up.         You raise an eyebrow

I may fall apart, my love And I know it’s no excuse But I am so very twisted All my screws keep coming loose For me you are my royalty The queen keeping me in check And if you are to leave me now I’d be a card short a full deck I just want to be at your side No matter how or where Even though we both know I won’t be completely there Now I know it’s not ideal But please don’t force my hand The odds are all against me So my mind may just disband You say I’m mad, I call it love So why are you so afraid? You could be right either way Since a spade is still a spade As I lust after your heart I’ve bee

"Look this way, sweetheart." "Don't, V." V lowered the camera slowly, looking both parts puzzled and slightly hurt. It was a bright, sunny day today, the light streaming into your apartment and the open window allowing in a pleasant breeze. Spring was on its way. As you looked over at V, you took a fleeting moment to appreciate how beautiful he was, even simply hanging out with you, his signature sunglasses propped atop his soft teal hair. "Sweetheart?" "It's nothing. Just, you know I don't like having my picture taken. Besides, a world class photographer like you can surely find some better subject matter than just plain old me." "Why w