dustless: (my determination)
Frisk ([personal profile] dustless) wrote in [community profile] castle_perrault 2017-04-16 07:57 pm (UTC)

Fear and pain and horror and they curl inward.

Oh.

Everything's scared but nothing, nothing's eaten, they're still all Frisk. Still just you. They're not going to lose themselves so easy, not again, not again. They refuse in the face of a scared friend (of course that's what Guardian is now) and a someone who thinks they need to FIGHT, and them. Frisk's here too. Frisk's here too. It's a pulse in their head, their own. I'm here too.

"I can't hide from you," they repeat, a bubble of indignant determination rising. They can be strong, they need to be now, and their body trembling is irrelevant. "You're in me, so, so you're with me, right? You gave me this, you gave me yourself."

They accepted her, but she offered in the first place. "I 'shouldn't have'. But you--if you knew it was gonna be bad--!" she shouldn't have done it in the first place. But she did, it's too late.

Isn't it?

Frisk puts their palms over their face, skin heating and grounding with every rapid breath. "...we've...we're...we can make this work anyway." They have to."...'Less you're gonna just...leave, an' take it out."

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