( whelp. but she doesn't leave that in the air and elaborates more. but when jinx does, there is some hesitation in her tone. it's... not an everyday thing she just rambles on about her voices. it's a sensitive topic and she doesn't want vi to leave her, think of her differently, or worse... love her less because of them. )
I don't... always know whose talking sometimes. ( that's probably a bad start. so she thinks of another way to explain this better. )
Remember on the weekends how it gets pretty busy in The Last Drop? And you're surrounded by so many people talking at once but you can't make out what anyone is saying 'cause everyone is going on and on, so it's just this... soft mumbling of noise? It's... like that for me. I-In my head.
( thank goodness she can't see her sister and her eyes are up on the ceiling. jinx can feel her skin steadily crawling from exposing her vulnerable side. )
I've, uh, gotten use to it. I just picture myself always being in a crowded place while they go on. Sometimes they pass by and they're within earshot. Sometimes it's just a voice and sometimes it's... people I know. Like.
( ... )
Mylo. O-Or uh... Vander. I use to hear you too. But not anymore since, uh, eh heh, you're right here now.
( she tries to throw some humor into this topic. )
Re: cw: voices + mental illness talk
( whelp. but she doesn't leave that in the air and elaborates more. but when jinx does, there is some hesitation in her tone. it's... not an everyday thing she just rambles on about her voices. it's a sensitive topic and she doesn't want vi to leave her, think of her differently, or worse... love her less because of them. )
I don't... always know whose talking sometimes. ( that's probably a bad start. so she thinks of another way to explain this better. )
Remember on the weekends how it gets pretty busy in The Last Drop? And you're surrounded by so many people talking at once but you can't make out what anyone is saying 'cause everyone is going on and on, so it's just this... soft mumbling of noise? It's... like that for me. I-In my head.
( thank goodness she can't see her sister and her eyes are up on the ceiling. jinx can feel her skin steadily crawling from exposing her vulnerable side. )
I've, uh, gotten use to it. I just picture myself always being in a crowded place while they go on. Sometimes they pass by and they're within earshot. Sometimes it's just a voice and sometimes it's... people I know. Like.
( ... )
Mylo. O-Or uh... Vander. I use to hear you too. But not anymore since, uh, eh heh, you're right here now.
( she tries to throw some humor into this topic. )
But, uh, just now that — that was Mylo.