Deva
First Post
Calinon said:"I'm like, right here! Hello?" Dara says angrily, pouting. At least I'm not talking to my invisible dad. I didn't do anything wrong! Lemme go! Please... she pleads. This isn't fun any more. You're all being mean to me.
To Raisa only she projects, I didn't mean to! I won't do it again! Just lemme go! I don't wanna go to the doctor! Just... can't we go to the gym and dance instead? Or we could go make Sanjay's uniform! I don't want to let Empath in my head. I don't want you mad at me!
"Now leggo, or so help me god I'll turn you inside out," she growls in perfect Portugese. (too lazy to go to the translator)
Raisa stops and positions herself so Dara gets a good look at what she did to Carl. "Fun?" As she speaks, her voice is soft and soothing. "Look at him, Dara. Do you think this was fun for him? No matter what he did, he didn't deserve this. You've got to know that this isn't in you to do something like this, not you. But it is in me, you saw that, you know what happened last night."
She turns around to look at Dara in the eyes, worry and regret etched in her features. "Think about it Dara. When did you learn Portuguese? When did you start threatening people? Something's wrong and I'm worried you might sense something in me that'll make you hurt someone else again. And you don't want that, do you?"
Without another spoken word, she continues to the infirmary. I'm sorry you had to go so deep to help me, my friend. I'm not mad at you, I could never be mad at you for helping me like you did. This isn't your fault. This is mine, all mine, and I'll make it better.