AN: there is no AN. Nyah.
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As Rinsa walked in, humming happily, Devi cocked an eyebrow.
"Well, aren't /you/ the poster child for antidepressant drugs. What, pray tell, are you so happy about?"
Rinsa grinned, eyes twinkling mischievously. "Not telling. You have to guess."
Devi sighed, then set down her book. "Okay. Ummm... You sprouted wings. You won the lottery. No? Am I getting close?"
Rinsa only shook her head, still grinning.
Devi sighed again, then tried once more. "You met a guy." She looked surprised as Rinsa nodded. "Really?"
Rinsa looked hurt. "What, you don't think I'm capable of meeting someone nice?" She stuck out her lower lip, pretending to pout.
Devi rolled her eyes. "Go on, get out of here," she said, shooing her sister away.
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Rinsa pulled off her boots, tossing them next to her bed. Sitting down at her computer, she cracked her knuckles once, closed her eyes, and started typing.
A minute later, Rinsa stopped to read what she'd written.
Endless depths entrance you,
Amber doors to countless secrets.
One eyebrow twitched. She had written this? *Wow. I never thought the whole "Clear your mind and let your fingers type" thing would work. Although, it is rather short...*
Rinsa yawned, then glanced at her clock. 1:42 A.M. *Damn.* Her persistent human body was reminding her in various ways that it needed sleep. *Aw, hell. I've missed enough sleep. I can deal with a few nightmares,* she decided, banishing her fear of sleep to the dark recesses of her mind. She shrugged off her clothes, tossing them carelessly over her chair, and pulled on her loose t-shirt and boxers. Slipping under the black quilt, she let her mind drift into a light slumber.
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A snake slid in through the window, weaving through the various objects on the floor, its tongue quietly rasping against the scales on its mouth. The serpent, a good twelve feet long, made its way to Rinsa's bed, tongue flickering in and out. It slid over the abandoned quilt, kicked to the foot of the bed, and, winding itself around her bedpost, lowered its upper body until its eyes, a dazzling jade to match its gleaming scales, were even with Rinsa's, which were closed. Her lids snapped open, revealing two very strange eyes. One was a brilliant sapphire flecked with emerald, and the other was a brilliant emerald, flecked with sapphire. Both were fringed with an icy turquoise. They stared evenly into the snake's.
"So," she said aloud. "I'm dreaming again. Damn."
The snake opened its mouth a crack and let out a faltering hiss that could only be the serpent's laugh.
Rinsa sighed, then reached to stroke the snake's soft scales. She yelped as it spontaneously combusted, writhing like a whip of flame. She leaped out of bed, watching the contorting serpent set her entire room ablaze. Gasping from lack of oxygen, she made her way to the window as the flames mounted higher and higher, leaving her more and more breathless.
Unable to undo the catch, Rinsa took a few steps back and hurled herself out the window, hoping she landed on the fire escape. One hand shot out to catch the rail as she went flying past, just about missing the fire escape completely. She hauled herself up then began the long descent to the ground, already breathless.
By the time her feet touched the pavement, Rinsa was doubled over. She hobbled away from the building, trying in vain to catch her breath. She stopped, panting, leaning against a sign post. Tears escaped her as she slid down to sit on the pavement, knowing very well what would happen next, and yet still scared shitless of it.
And then, it began.
The ground beneath her legs no longer existed. She was floating, and everyone precious to her, although few and far between, was floating in front of her. Devi; Aunt Tillie; her snake, Michael; and a few others. This time there was a new face among them. Johnny.
Rinsa watched, paralyzed, as a figure walked up to her loved ones, who were running around in circles, screaming like lambs about to be slaughtered. The figure took from its cloak a long scythe and proceeded to brutally maim each and every person in front of her.
Rinsa screamed, shouted, begged, pleaded the figure to stop. It didn't. It went through the lot of them, the blood of each victim splattering all over Rinsa. Soon she was drowning in a sea of blood. As she called out one last time, a wave of blood silenced her. She drifted, motionless, to the bottom of the vast amount of blood, her lungs burning-
Rinsa sat up in bed, heart pounding, chest heaving. "FUCK!!" she shouted at no one in particular. Then, realizing Devi was probably asleep at 1:58, as her clock displayed, she silenced herself, still breathing hard.
*/This/ is why I don't like to sleep,* she grumbled mentally. She sighed and went over to her computer.
After ten minutes of surfing through mindless drivel, Rinsa had had enough. She was going to phone Johnny and she didn't give a shit whether he was asleep or not. Well, she did, but oh, well. She needed someone to talk to. She just hoped he was awake.
Dialing the number on the pad she had set by her phone, she listened to it ring and was about to hang up when something clicked at the other end. She heard a hesitant "Hello?"
Breathing a sigh of relief, Rinsa said, "Hey, Johnny, it's me. I hope you weren't asleep."
She heard laughing at the other end, then a "Wait- were you serious?"
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A few hours later, Rinsa noticed the time. "Damn. We've been on for hours. My sister's gonna kill me when she sees the phone bill. Well, later, Johnny."
A faint "Yeah, later." She was just about to hang up when she heard him say "Rinsa?"
Putting the phone back up to her ear, she replied. "Yeah?"
After a moment's hesitation, he responded.
"You can call me Nny."
"Awwww, how sweet! Nicknames!" Rinsa said jokingly. "Alright then, Nee. You can call me Rinsa, Rin, Rink, Rinsie, or anything that sounds remotely like any of the above choices. Now, tell me, how do you spell your name?"
He spelled it out for her, then ended with a "Goodbye, Rain."
She returned the goodbye and hung up before realizing that he had called her the only nickname she had not mentioned; the one only Devi called her. Rain.
Idly wondering if she was, perhaps, still dreaming, she meandered over to Michael's branch. Upon hearing her, the boa constrictor slid off the tree limb, which was nailed to the wall. He looked exactly like the snake from her dreams, only half the size. His eyes stared into hers, tongue flickering, as he inched closer, offering his scaly hide.
Rinsa sighed, smiling, and tickled his soft spot, at the base of his skull. She picked him up and wrapped him around her shoulder, twirled him around lightly, then but him back on his branch.
Bored out of her mind, she walked over to the mini kiln, picking up a few bottles of glaze on the way. She lifted the little figure from the chamber, gently setting it on an empty, glaze-spattered spot on her desk. Flipping through the many paintbrushes in a glass, she selected one with /some/ dexterity left to it. Rinsa unscrewed the jar of black glaze, dipping the paintbrush in. Hunching down, she began to paint.
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Yeah. Shitty ending. Do I give a damn? No. My fanfic, and I suck at endings, so it's your problem now. Deal with it.
Nah, I'm just kidding. Anyway, YOU MUST REVIEW!!!!! REVIEW NOOOOOOW!!!! Review now or I will explode!! I do that, sometimes... *explodes* Gaaaaaaaaah!! Ouch, ouch!! Painful-ity-ness!! See?!! I told you so!! Now, review!! Or I'll explode again!! And /this/ time you'll be spattered with chunks of... me-ness!!
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As Rinsa walked in, humming happily, Devi cocked an eyebrow.
"Well, aren't /you/ the poster child for antidepressant drugs. What, pray tell, are you so happy about?"
Rinsa grinned, eyes twinkling mischievously. "Not telling. You have to guess."
Devi sighed, then set down her book. "Okay. Ummm... You sprouted wings. You won the lottery. No? Am I getting close?"
Rinsa only shook her head, still grinning.
Devi sighed again, then tried once more. "You met a guy." She looked surprised as Rinsa nodded. "Really?"
Rinsa looked hurt. "What, you don't think I'm capable of meeting someone nice?" She stuck out her lower lip, pretending to pout.
Devi rolled her eyes. "Go on, get out of here," she said, shooing her sister away.
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Rinsa pulled off her boots, tossing them next to her bed. Sitting down at her computer, she cracked her knuckles once, closed her eyes, and started typing.
A minute later, Rinsa stopped to read what she'd written.
Endless depths entrance you,
Amber doors to countless secrets.
One eyebrow twitched. She had written this? *Wow. I never thought the whole "Clear your mind and let your fingers type" thing would work. Although, it is rather short...*
Rinsa yawned, then glanced at her clock. 1:42 A.M. *Damn.* Her persistent human body was reminding her in various ways that it needed sleep. *Aw, hell. I've missed enough sleep. I can deal with a few nightmares,* she decided, banishing her fear of sleep to the dark recesses of her mind. She shrugged off her clothes, tossing them carelessly over her chair, and pulled on her loose t-shirt and boxers. Slipping under the black quilt, she let her mind drift into a light slumber.
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A snake slid in through the window, weaving through the various objects on the floor, its tongue quietly rasping against the scales on its mouth. The serpent, a good twelve feet long, made its way to Rinsa's bed, tongue flickering in and out. It slid over the abandoned quilt, kicked to the foot of the bed, and, winding itself around her bedpost, lowered its upper body until its eyes, a dazzling jade to match its gleaming scales, were even with Rinsa's, which were closed. Her lids snapped open, revealing two very strange eyes. One was a brilliant sapphire flecked with emerald, and the other was a brilliant emerald, flecked with sapphire. Both were fringed with an icy turquoise. They stared evenly into the snake's.
"So," she said aloud. "I'm dreaming again. Damn."
The snake opened its mouth a crack and let out a faltering hiss that could only be the serpent's laugh.
Rinsa sighed, then reached to stroke the snake's soft scales. She yelped as it spontaneously combusted, writhing like a whip of flame. She leaped out of bed, watching the contorting serpent set her entire room ablaze. Gasping from lack of oxygen, she made her way to the window as the flames mounted higher and higher, leaving her more and more breathless.
Unable to undo the catch, Rinsa took a few steps back and hurled herself out the window, hoping she landed on the fire escape. One hand shot out to catch the rail as she went flying past, just about missing the fire escape completely. She hauled herself up then began the long descent to the ground, already breathless.
By the time her feet touched the pavement, Rinsa was doubled over. She hobbled away from the building, trying in vain to catch her breath. She stopped, panting, leaning against a sign post. Tears escaped her as she slid down to sit on the pavement, knowing very well what would happen next, and yet still scared shitless of it.
And then, it began.
The ground beneath her legs no longer existed. She was floating, and everyone precious to her, although few and far between, was floating in front of her. Devi; Aunt Tillie; her snake, Michael; and a few others. This time there was a new face among them. Johnny.
Rinsa watched, paralyzed, as a figure walked up to her loved ones, who were running around in circles, screaming like lambs about to be slaughtered. The figure took from its cloak a long scythe and proceeded to brutally maim each and every person in front of her.
Rinsa screamed, shouted, begged, pleaded the figure to stop. It didn't. It went through the lot of them, the blood of each victim splattering all over Rinsa. Soon she was drowning in a sea of blood. As she called out one last time, a wave of blood silenced her. She drifted, motionless, to the bottom of the vast amount of blood, her lungs burning-
Rinsa sat up in bed, heart pounding, chest heaving. "FUCK!!" she shouted at no one in particular. Then, realizing Devi was probably asleep at 1:58, as her clock displayed, she silenced herself, still breathing hard.
*/This/ is why I don't like to sleep,* she grumbled mentally. She sighed and went over to her computer.
After ten minutes of surfing through mindless drivel, Rinsa had had enough. She was going to phone Johnny and she didn't give a shit whether he was asleep or not. Well, she did, but oh, well. She needed someone to talk to. She just hoped he was awake.
Dialing the number on the pad she had set by her phone, she listened to it ring and was about to hang up when something clicked at the other end. She heard a hesitant "Hello?"
Breathing a sigh of relief, Rinsa said, "Hey, Johnny, it's me. I hope you weren't asleep."
She heard laughing at the other end, then a "Wait- were you serious?"
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A few hours later, Rinsa noticed the time. "Damn. We've been on for hours. My sister's gonna kill me when she sees the phone bill. Well, later, Johnny."
A faint "Yeah, later." She was just about to hang up when she heard him say "Rinsa?"
Putting the phone back up to her ear, she replied. "Yeah?"
After a moment's hesitation, he responded.
"You can call me Nny."
"Awwww, how sweet! Nicknames!" Rinsa said jokingly. "Alright then, Nee. You can call me Rinsa, Rin, Rink, Rinsie, or anything that sounds remotely like any of the above choices. Now, tell me, how do you spell your name?"
He spelled it out for her, then ended with a "Goodbye, Rain."
She returned the goodbye and hung up before realizing that he had called her the only nickname she had not mentioned; the one only Devi called her. Rain.
Idly wondering if she was, perhaps, still dreaming, she meandered over to Michael's branch. Upon hearing her, the boa constrictor slid off the tree limb, which was nailed to the wall. He looked exactly like the snake from her dreams, only half the size. His eyes stared into hers, tongue flickering, as he inched closer, offering his scaly hide.
Rinsa sighed, smiling, and tickled his soft spot, at the base of his skull. She picked him up and wrapped him around her shoulder, twirled him around lightly, then but him back on his branch.
Bored out of her mind, she walked over to the mini kiln, picking up a few bottles of glaze on the way. She lifted the little figure from the chamber, gently setting it on an empty, glaze-spattered spot on her desk. Flipping through the many paintbrushes in a glass, she selected one with /some/ dexterity left to it. Rinsa unscrewed the jar of black glaze, dipping the paintbrush in. Hunching down, she began to paint.
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Yeah. Shitty ending. Do I give a damn? No. My fanfic, and I suck at endings, so it's your problem now. Deal with it.
Nah, I'm just kidding. Anyway, YOU MUST REVIEW!!!!! REVIEW NOOOOOOW!!!! Review now or I will explode!! I do that, sometimes... *explodes* Gaaaaaaaaah!! Ouch, ouch!! Painful-ity-ness!! See?!! I told you so!! Now, review!! Or I'll explode again!! And /this/ time you'll be spattered with chunks of... me-ness!!