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Elephant Cobra
Scorpio
almost passed out. He grabbed hold of awake and clung to it, the
weird lighting of the internet cafe punching into his eyes, his
stomach wrestling with the deluge of coffee. He grit his teeth, he
clenched his fists. He imagined Wolverine from X2 carving his way
through the soldiers storming Xavier's. He took a deep breath. He
almost passed out.
Typing
quickly, then slowly, sometimes needing to find each key, sometimes
running across the keyboard, drunk tightrope, words mispelled, didn't
matter these days. Bad spelling, new jargon, Scorpio caught between
the two. Hoping he wouldn't fall asleep, didn't want to be awake
anymore, caught between the two.
Couldn't
let her go. Couldn't let her log out. Didn't know how to ask.
Couldn't stay silent. Caught between. Could she tell, could she tell
as his text appeared on her screen, wherever she was, whoever she
was, how messed up he felt, how desperate he was. Did the stark lines
and curves capture the apocalypse in him or erase it. Magic runes
summoning the right feeling in her, or suburban architecture
strip-malling the forest inside him.
He
could just ask, but she was already asking. Would his question
connect them or scare her off or worse sound contrived, his true
desperate agenda inverted into a ploy, an online flash of a smile and
a wink, boozy end-of-the-night lunge for the finish line.
And
if she was asking then she couldn't tell him. But maybe he didn't
really need to know, he only needed to know that others were asking
too...
Except
for all the typing he was doing, all the passing-out he wasn't doing,
keeping the exchange running, lobbing text at each other across
whatever was between them, he couldn't aim for what she had put on
display - he envied her courage, he feared her intent. He almost
typed about it, finally, but he had another strange flash of
black-suited men storming the cafe and he almost passed out again.
He
stared at the screen. The chat window open. Their exchange about
politics and movies. Her name and quote in the top corner.
Mayganne
- who is max cube?
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