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An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

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[His reply comes back pretty quickly - He's actually happy that she responded at all.]

Well, to be fair, you warned me to run if you ever told me to run. You were kind of doing the opposite this time around. I had little idea what was going on at first... but... I should have turned it off sooner. And I have no excuse and I'm sorry. That's the main reason I wanted to call you - to apologize. I should have switched it off as soon as I knew something was up. It was my fault that it went on so long so...

Glad to know you didn't get sick or anything - that's a definite plus.

[She sighed again, a running theme and leaned with her head up against the wall. She needed someone to forgive her. Most of them were already, but at the same time she could still feel Hisao's eyes on her. Unlike Yukari, his had carried desire, normal, natural desire. She'd turned him on, and that was going to stand between them now. It wasn't like she didn't think he was a pleasant person, but she was damaged goods. She didn't want anyone to think of her that way.]

Accepted. I'm half succubus, Hisao. It's kind of what those things are meant to do. If I had that effect, that's... that's only natural. Just, please don't get funny ideas.

I'm not like that normally. I don't want to be like that.

I'm sorry. For everything.

I don't... It's not...

[Funny ideas. He was a guy. Those Ideas weren't exactly foreign to him. And he was afraid that would stand inbetween them getting to know one another better. She'd seen something in him he generally kept to himself as was expected, and he felt bad for that.]

You don't have to apologize. Really, it's OK. You didn't have my eyelids taped open and my head stuck in place to watch. I did that. I'm guessing you couldn't help what you were doing, but I could. And I will next time, and no, it's not like I'm going to expect you to be like that or... anything. Anything weird or... yeah.

....truth is I've been feeling pretty terrible about it all day. I was kind of expecting you to be pretty angry with me, if you bothered to reply at all.

I'd have been pissed off if you'd ended up masturbating, honestly. I'm irritated, and I don't quite know what to say to you, but I'm not mad. It could have been a lot worse. I could have taped your eyes open and shoved your head in a vice to make you watch while I danced over you naked.

[She wasn't joking. Stop giving her bad ideas. Her other half was listening.]

It's... not going to be easy to behave like this never happened. Just try not to look at me, like, like that next time we see each other. You don't want me. I'm really not safe, Hisao.

[He picked a good day to speak to her. Tomorrow, she would have been more mad. Today, she was thinking about Daryl and how lucky Hisao was that he hadn't been him. It was easier to forgive when you had blood on your hands.]

Eheheh... [A chuckle born of nerves more than any kind of humor found in that statement.] I... wouldn't much have enjoyed that. The vice thing. I guess that kind of thing's why you wanted to know if my powers worked on myself too...

[Composure. That takes a second or so to find.]

I won't look at you that way. It's a promise. Whether you're 'safe' or not, or half succubus or anything, you deserve more respect than that. And I should have had that in mind all along.

Thanks for being honest with me on the Why's and How's of this, too. I was thinking it might have been a God curse or something. It can't be easy to talk about, especially with someone you don't know too well and really owe nothing to.

It's going to be back to 'not easy to talk about' in a day or two, after I'm done apologizing to a few people. It's hard to hide it when you go doing a lap dance on camera, naked as a jaybird.

But no, those assholes don't need to curse me. I was already cursed a long time ago. And yeah... I wanted to know how much I could hurt you before you couldn't fix the damage. It's... a good thing you didn't come near me, really.

I... really don't mean the whole lust thing. I think you know better. I mean, don't talk about respect. You want to be polite, that's fine, but I'm a monster. I don't need people to look at me like someone who deserves respect that way. It's real close to talking about me deserving a good guy.

I don't. I'd hurt them. Maybe not the first day. Maybe not the first month, but eventually. I don't need respect. I need distance.

Yeah. It's hard to avoid talking about that kind of stuff when it rears it's head and you find you have to explain. I understand that much pretty well - different reason, obviously. Similar concept.

Oh. Um. Just for the record I'm still only a novice with my power. Minor cuts, bruises, stomach and headaches. Anything more severe than that and I'd have problems.

I can see why you would feel as though you need distance. I would argue that you can have that and respect but I don't want to push my luck, considering you've been gracious enough to accept my apology and everything. I hope we can still be friends, though - This whole thing aside, I've always thought you were pretty cool.

You people are all stubborn, you know that? It's... infuriating, but I can't entirely stop you. It seems like people seem hell bent on staying around even if I'm clawing at them...

I can deal with respect, as long as we understand each other, ok?

Stubborn? I'm actually kind of a pushover most of the time. But I promised you I'd run if you said run, and if you start acting like... that again, I'll run then too. But that's not you most of the time, so, it should be OK. Right?

It's unpredictable, and hopefully rare. It used to happen a bit more, but people tried to get me aroused a lot more before. That's not really smart, as a heads up. So, hopefully it's rare.

People tried to get you to act that way? Or didn't they know what would happen and they were just.. y'know. Perverts or something?

... Both, but I don't want to talk about that, really. People can just be foolish at times, whatever the reason.

Yeah. I wouldn't want to talk about that either. Yikes. I guess foolish is one word for it.

Anyways, if we're cool, I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing. I'm glad we talked.

I... I'll see you around, Hisao. Try not to get yourself into anymore trouble, do you hear me?

I'll do my best to keep my nose clean. Promise.

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