"It doesn't matter!" Mello screamed, thrashing in his grip, tearing at Sephiroth's arms with his nails.
He was beside himself, clinging to the gossamer-thin strand of something that might have been sanity, or it might have been delusion, and he couldn't tell the difference.
"All of that means nothing until you accept that you cannot own me!"
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Date: 2011-06-23 12:12 pm (UTC)He was beside himself, clinging to the gossamer-thin strand of something that might have been sanity, or it might have been delusion, and he couldn't tell the difference.
"All of that means nothing until you accept that you cannot own me!"