SALTBURNT | hex club group chat.

[powerhungry]

HEX CLUB/PINK SLIP GROUP CHAT. SILCO HAS ADDED YOU TO THIS CHAT. 42 people: Silco, Gwen, Faith, Hawk, Neon, Buffy, Cassian, Devon, Koby, Shadowheart, Stephen, Yeko, Zephir, Dean, Tara, Wanda, Jake, Saber, Sanji, Adrian; Ani, Peony, Bob, Yelena, Valentina, Sam, Max, Tristan, Parisa, Qimir, Thresher, Armand, Shauna, Cellar, Roza, Iggy, Isolde, Peter, Wally, Danny, Eddie, Teddie.

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[nightsung]

The bouncer everyone hates.

[nishtha]

I thought that was Danny.

[temporicide]

I'm pro Danny
Jury's out on Mr. Missing

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[nishtha]

His mind is a black fog, like his father.

[temporicide]

Him I never met

[ But his shadow certainly remains strong, and so she feels a little like she knows him, the way one would know a character in a story. ]

I guess he'd be like my father in law now
Did you like him?

[nishtha]

I worshipped him. He encouraged me to pursue gardening and put back together the things I destroyed. He allowed me to hunt his children and called it enrichment.

[temporicide]

He was good for you
I feel him around, you know. Or the places he used to be
That's a strong spirit

[nishtha]

The god of life in death, there is no stronger spirit.

not here but here in that he's seeing this.

[ghostface]

( one prickly thought, broadcasted directly to armand across the estate: if john was anything like me, he wouldn't have left. )

[nishtha]

[ Back at him: ]

Parents inevitably disappoint their children. In that way, he was human.

[ghostface]

If you miss him so bad, Armand, come take his knife.

[nishtha]

Point first?

[ghostface]

Throat first.

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[nishtha]

Would you put your hands inside me like he did to you, Danny? Rummage around with your dirty fingers to see what you can auger in the coils and blood.

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[ghostface]

I don't have my daddy's powers, just his heart.

( god's blood in his body fucking up his already fucked up dna, grief and rage ascending into a holy knife spliced directly from his veins. he'd sent one of those knives at stephen strange's head once, in the immediate aftermath, but he hasn't done it again since. instead, he bottled it up and never put it down. )

When he found me here, I opened up his throat before he kicked my shit in. You wanna be me or him?

[nishtha]

Him.

[ The wolf disguised as a lamb, allowing itself to be led to the slaughter. Wolf blood runs as red as a lamb's in the end. ]

You can't kill me, but I'll let you try.