Sunset gave a chuckle as she said, “Eh. It’ll probably make sense later. Anyways…"
She gave a deep sigh before saying, “Well… it started about a month ago. I was doing… ok. I couldn’t really complain. I… had good friends, too of my class… but then… then that stupid gossip blog popped up. I’ll admit, when I first went to that school, I was a huge bitch. I ruled that school and had everyone, student and staff under my thumb. I got a bit of a wake up call after that, but… hell. Doesn’t mean dick for me now.”
“After that, someone decided to make a gossip blog and pin it all on me. Everyone bought it too, hook, line and sinker. Even the people who I thought were my friends. Buncha dumbasses. How they fuck could they just… buy it like that?! The page was so sloppy! It was too obvious! I hate it!“
Demencia listened intently– or as intently as she could, leaning forwards in her seat a little, continuing to swing her legs.
While she could definitely pretend she cared, for the time being she really didn’t care that much. “So you’re here ‘cause of a gossip blog?” She’d admit, that’s definitely a new one. She hasn’t heard of anyone showing up for something like that.
“Soooooo you got framed, is what you’re saying?” It took her a really long time to get there. "If it was obviously not you, then who was it?” She knew that Sunset didn’t know the answer, most likely, so that’s probably why she was here, but it was worth asking anyway.
"Well, that’s what I intend to find out. At the moment though, I can’t do anything since I got expelled for defending myself.” A scowl seemed to cross her face as she said this, snarling out, “Apparently nowadays it’s not right to beat a student on school grounds when they pull a knife out on you. I’ll admit, I did go a little overboard with the beating, but it was her or me!”
“But I just need something to help me figure out who it was. Unfortunately, I’m not that good with computers yet.”
“when they told her her story was written in the stars,
she went to the heavens and crushed each one with her bare hands,
stars have no power over her,
the night sky is hers now,
and she will carve it with constellations of her own.”
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“Four weeks ago it would have interested me. In fact, I’d probably be trying to beat you into the ground for it. But now… fuck ‘em.” Sunset said, taking the card from Blanks hand, giving it a once over before stuffing it in her jacket pocket. “The way I see it, whatever God is up there can bite me.“
She snatched the bottle from the table and slugged down a good quarter of it before getting up, a light stumble in her steps. “As for the whole “lack of restraint” thing? That’s just it. My restraint is keeping my dark side in check. If she gets out, I won’t be able to stop her. Like… Jekyll and Hyde but with more dark magic.“
“You’re confusing failed method with failed ability” Blank shot back, gaze going up and down in tune with her drunken steps. “Your mistake is thinking you’re in control by doing this. You’ve diverted the flow, but you haven’t controlled a single thing in this river of depression you seem content to paddle along” Blank explained, tracing a line across the table with his nail. The line went in all directions, but it was only diversion, and not control. Having made his point, his hands returned to his pockets.
“That card holds the address to your problems. Maybe it’d behoove you to look into solving those first, instead of dealing with your non-existent dark magic problem. You are not the problem here, so why focus your energies inward?”
‘Behoove?’ Sunset thought with a raised brow, before chuckling to herself. “You know… you sound like my mother. She always said "There is no light or dark magic. Magic is just that: magic. It’s what you do with it that make it light or dark.”“
"Well Agent Smith- I mean, Mr. Blank, to one again quote the great Wade Wilson, "If I ever hit "fuck it”, I’ll look you up.“ She said with a grin and a made a quick finger gun motion to the man. Suddenly, she snapped her fingers and said, "This isn’t really a quote now, but we really are within 500 feet of school, so you might wanna tread carefully.” She said with a chuckle.
“Your mother was a wise woman. Listen to her voice on the wind…” Blank said, waving his hand through the air with a chuckle. He didn’t drop the smile as he was mocked, just nodding slowly.
“Well, I work at a school. Substitute teacher. I would think that I would be well within school grounds. A girl shoving her face into the bottom of a keg of beer is probably far more dangerous to school grounds.” Blank raised his own finger gun and mouthed “bang”. Timed with that he dug his other hand into the tabletop. No, not his hand, but a knife he had drawn out casually. Nonchalantly, Blank carved the words “Sunset Shimmer” into the table top before putting the knife away.
“I could force your hand, you know. Have you kicked out for the destruction of private property. I don’t want to do that, but I will if that’s what it takes to get an eagle like you to spread her wings.” Right now, he rested his coated arm over the vandalized counter, hiding it for use as leverage.
"It’s a whiskey bottle, dude. If you’re gonna make fun, get your shit right.” She said with a grin. “Besides, I hate beer. That’s shit smells like old, moldy bread.”
Sunset stared at the man, the grin slowly morphing into anemotionless look on her face before it slowly crept right back on. “Ooooh… tryin’ to blackmail me, huh?” She said, still smirking. “Welp, that ain’t really gonna work. I’ve know the owner of the bar for a while now, so all I have to do is pay for the damages and I’ll be good.”
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