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[lacuscular]

Who: Juvia Lockser

Where: Westerly, but mostly Around
When: Ch 4
Summary: Open threads (dream stuff) and catch-all!
Restrictions/Warnings: n/a

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[lacuscular]

No... [ She feels she can relate to him. She, too, sees her powers as a curse, often driving people away more so than keeping them. ] It's okay if you're here. It'd be better if you stayed.

[ She's still laying on the ground, hands gingerly touching the wet grass beneath them. ]

Does that hurt you?

[tousei]

[ Then he has found someone similar. For him, an abomination that should not be let near people. He knows not her plight, but if she accepts him, then he will stay. ]

It does. But that is just how I was made to be. You need not worry.

[ He's strong enough. ]

[lacuscular]

[ It feels obvious to her that people are made, but she presses only because she feels like it could mean something else. ]

You were made?

I don't understand..

[tousei]

[ It's hard to explain. Normally, he wouldn't even have spoken of it - but they are in a dream, and the boundaries for that can be blurred. ]

It is like... a doll. You make a doll to do your bidding, so you start with a base and add new things. Curses, the such.

[ He is the doll, with a dead puppeteer. ]

[lacuscular]

I like dolls. Juvia used to make them. [ She manages to say it with fondness, despite how many times she made them to try to make her life normal. ] To help ward away her rain, as a child.

[ Clearly, it didn't work. Juvia takes a deep breath of air, thinking those thoughts bitterly. ]

Do you know who made you?

[tousei]

[ A doll to ward the rain, a doll to shape, a doll to kill... ]

I do. I once had a mother and a father... but they died. Someone took me in, and made me her doll.

[ But she's dead. ]