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Tweak says, "What do you mean, I'm funny?"

Eleanor Justine Baines (ihatevan) wrote in genome_project,
@ 2011-01-15 10:54:00

Entry tags:

cait baines, january 2011, noelle baines

Who: Cait and Noelle
Where: The home of the two elder Baines sisters
When: Backdated to after this because I suck.
Rating: TBD, possibly high for freaked out swearing
Status: Incomplete

It had been a while since Noelle had experienced anything near a panic attack. Years of learning how to breathe and extensive therapy to get her to that point. Urgent texts from her sister/bff had a habit of undoing all that grueling training, and Noelle found herself rushing home with only half the things on her grocery list. And she'd told the cashier to "keep the change". What the fuck was that? He wasn't a cab driver. Cashiers didn't get tips. By the time she'd gotten to her car, Cait had somewhat calmed her down, and the rest of the way home she was mentally berating herself for freaking out and acting so dumb.

Hauling two full bags of groceries, she flung open the door to their tiny home. "Alright, this had better be good. I just tipped the cashier. Don't freak me out like that!"

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	ihatevan 2011-01-16 06:07 am UTC (link)
	Great. Knowing she'd need to be sitting down for whatever news she was about to recieve made Noelle's heart race again. She attempted to glare at her sister, but honestly it didn't ever work. She took a seat at the table and nodded as Cait began. "Yeah, I remember. What about it?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	soundsfreudian 2011-01-16 06:25 am UTC (link)
	Cait held up her hand. The bandage was still there. Mostly for added effect. "Look at this!" Slowly, she unraveled the bandage. The skin was slightly fresh looking with that pinky, raw look, but other than that, there was no cut. "Look!" She held her hand close to Noelle's face. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ihatevan
2011-01-24 05:43 am UTC (link)

Completely forgetting that there had been a cut there by the time Cait had finished her slow unraveling, Noelle just blinked at the uninjured hand. "Cait, there's nothing there." She pointed out sounding somewhat bored. And then it hit here. There was nothing there.

She stood up quickly almost knocking her chair over, "Oh my god! Cait! There's nothing there!" She shrieked, "How did you do that?"

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	soundsfreudian 2011-01-24 06:26 am UTC (link)
	Cait waited for the information to sink in. When Noelle's eyes lit up, she grinned. There. That was the reaction she was waiting for. "I don't know," she said, looking down at her hand. "It must have healed over night, right? I'm friggan magic or something." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ihatevan 2011-01-28 11:21 pm UTC (link)
	"Magic! That's like a fucking miracle or some shit. Can you do it again?" Noelle gingerly reached out to touch her sister's hand, almost unsure that she should. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	soundsfreudian 2011-02-07 04:09 pm UTC (link)
	She shrugged, looking down at her hand. "Should I try?" It couldn't hurt. A cut was a cut. It wasn't like she was going to cut off a finger and see if it grew back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

ihatevan
2011-02-08 04:51 pm UTC (link)

Noelle nodded vigorously. "Do it!" She exclaimed. Was there anything more disgusting and exciting? She thought not, "Go get a knife! No wait, I'll get one!" She scampered--yes, scampered--off to the silverware drawer for something sharp to hand to her sister and returned to the table. "Okay, do it!" She covered the bottom half of her face with her hands in anticipation.

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this made me giggle in class XD

soundsfreudian
2011-02-08 09:57 pm UTC (link)

Cait leaned forward in her seat and took the knife from her sister. She wasn't really looking forward to the self mutilation she was about to take part in. But for scientific purposes, it had to be done. And quickly before she chickened out.

"Okay. Here goes," she said, gripping the handle tightly. With one smooth motion, she ran the sharp blade over the skin on her middle finger. She winced slightly, and pulled it away, watching as the blood dripped towards her palm. "Now what?"

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