Myles laughed, and so Julien laughed right back at him. "I'm afraid you'll have to try harder than that to find something cutting." Still no Ivy... interesting. He looked around again and had to wonder if she could see him but he couldn't see her, which would honestly be impressive conside...

Hostility it was, then? Alright. Julien could work with that. The thing with Myles so bluntly saying that he didn't have time for this (not that either of them did) and asking him to leave was that it went both ways, really. So he was sure that he could convince him to take his own request with some...

"My, such a cold reception. There's really no reason to be that way, because I can't exactly be a threat to you unless you come close." Myles did look a lot less worse for wear than he himself did, Julien would give him that much. Being able to run away from trouble should it come calling ...

[ Julien Leblanc continued from The Past Has Passed Away . ] Julien stood in the middle of the path, looking upon a mask dangling down from a tree branch. Acceptance , it said, and he rather had to wonder why. Some manner of message left by somebody who'd walked down this very path once before about...

"Well, there's a simple reason, really." So that was how it had happened, then... Caroline deserved better. "Because she thinks love, at least that kind of love, is all jealousy and possession, and she isn't the sort of person who lets anyone else change her mind easy. And, well... sh...

"Huh. Well, I suppose that I ought to give you some credit after all." The mocking left his voice, no more room for it any more. "And of course, the answer is that no, I don't." Some would debate if there was any overlap between harming someone and merely terrifying them, but he ...

"See, there are a lot of things wrong there," the scissors themselves didn't actually mean anything with even a second's thought given to it, because it was hardly as if he needed them to know what he'd done. So Julien pulling Faith in closer to him, taking out the fucking huge knife that ...

He looked something like affronted by the cigarette being slapped out of his hands. It passed after just a second though, and he let Faith keep saying what she wanted to, let Matthew have his little wishy-washy moment of still sitting on high ground that didn't exist. But he respected it, a little o...

"Please leave. Right now." "No," he flatly refused. "This is how it needs to be. So say what you want to." Julien looked to Matthew after that, and let him finish taking his little stab at him. He didn't laugh this time, not finding the attempt at seizing the moral hig...

Just a day or so ago, he might have seethed in anger at what they said to him. But a lot could change even in such a short time, and he was hurting too much for any real anger. Disgust, though, was a different matter. "One of us, huh?" Julien laughed. He laughed until he was wheezing, ribs...

He knew he shouldn't have expected anything less... but it still scraped against frayed nerves and heart like sandpaper. He could take a lot of pain, yes, but limits only stretched so far. "So, let me get this straight... My friends are stuck here, people I love and care about are going to fuck...

Autism, hm? All that had happened, when they first woke up here and afterward, and autism was the best fucking thing he could come up with. Talk about a joke. Julien didn't even bother wondering whether it had been like this before, because he knew the answer and he'd been all too guilty of it himse...

"Drew did much the same thing to me when I saw him, but I did get a thank you for doing what I could about the chunk someone blew off his arm, so there's that. And prom king was Connor." It was interesting that he could fill in some of the blanks that the both of them seemed to have in the...

Well, there was a sight for sore eyes. "Hello, Faith." He had an honest reason to smile for the first time since being brought here, and smile he did. [ Julien Leblanc continued from Quinnspiracy Theory . ] Julien looking about as bad as he felt did take some of the edge off of it though, ...

Now that assumption definitely offended him. "Hm. No, actually, I can't say I would attest to it at all. I accept what I did, but I'm not even close to feeling nothing about it." Julien was hardly about to lie, after all; besides, it felt too much like exalting the virtues of killing someo...