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[ultraviolents]

to be prettied up later!

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[ultraviolents]

[ she doesn't hesitate, rushing over to the sink and turning it off before taking wanda's hands in her own. there are scales protruding from her skin, underneath the scars and indentations, and she finds herself taken aback for a moment before looking back up at her. ]

...Okay. Okay, we're going to fix this, all right? We're going to clean these up and bandage them so you don't keep hurting yourself. Is that okay?

[hext]

[ she shakes her head quickly. ]

No — no, I can't leave them in there —

[ wanda tries to pull her hands back to her chest. ]

— please, Elektra, I have to pull them out...

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So we'll pull them out, but not by you tearing up your skin.

[ elektra holds firm, but it's not easy. ]

We've got tweezers, okay? We'll get them out.

[hext]

[ she falters in elektra's grip. okay, okay, they'll pull them out— ]

But they keep coming back...

[ it's only a whisper, but so full of thick and tangible fear. ]

...I'm a monster. I have always been a monster, and now I have the parts to prove it...

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[ that sounds familiar, and it hurts elektra to hear someone else say it, to believe it about themselves. ]

We both are. Okay? I'm going to help you with this and we're going to figure out a way for you to live with it. But you're going to be okay.