I don't know... I'm trying to conentrate and write because this because it's the start of what me and Knight have been working on for months and i can't... think... my inside feels numb.
I wouldn't understand them anyway, Knight, so don't worry. I'm real close to just curling up for the evening, even though it's not even 8:30 yet. Not feeling well, in an emotional way.
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Kalinda looked to Devika, "like what?" She asked curiously. Kalinda had never stopped to think before what she did when she took emotions.
Devika's eyes were flickering back and forth, as if searching. "...Personality traits. A feeling like you are not your usual self..." She didn't know who else to ask about this- according to what she knew, Anthony could only change people's emotions. He didn't have to feel them himself, or absorb anything. Lucky bastard.
Kijani gave Ben a subtle nod, before she strolled into Anthony's home. She was carrying herself with purpose, more so than usual. Her stance conveyed a sense of readiness, and quiet confidence. She could have been loudly confident, swaggering, but she knew from Anthony's usual reactions that something so brazen would fail to impress Lex Luthor. Playing it subtle was the way to go. "Where is he..."