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pain_train) wrote2014-10-22 09:12 pm
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Day 207 - Voice > Video
[But now she just feels like shit. Only... wait a second.]
Whiskey, what's wrong with your nose?
Day 207 - Video
[ He starts- frowning as he wipes at his nose. Blood- shit. ]
Musta popped a vessle when they called me about 'my wife'. Why'd you tell 'em McCoy was your last name?
Day 207 - Video
[Well, look at her, just making everyone's life hard.]
They told me Wrath wasn't a real name and I had to make up a different one. I... kind of panicked.
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Also what kinda bullshit Customer Service don't take 'wrath' as a name?
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Oh. I... didn't know that. Is the Doe family nice? Do they know I'd be using their name?
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...
Also I'm sure the DOe family in disrict 3 won't mind at all.
Day 207 - Video
Doesn't it get confusing, though, if there are lots of people with the same name running around?
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And I dunno, Dubyah.
Day 207 - Video
Apparently it's still hard to identify people.
Day 207 - Video
[ His face falls a little at that, jaw clenching. ]
Do you...do you resent me for try'n?
YOU COME INTO MY HOUSE
You didn't know what was going to happen. You thought I was going to come out in one piece.
[She tries to remind herself of that so she doesn't resent him.]
AUGH
[ Which in and of itself should be answer enough but some small, perverse part of his soul needs to hear it. ]
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So I have to try to be fair.
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What do you want from me, Whiskey? Do you want me to say that I wish I hadn't gotten scraped off the fucking sidewalk, and I wish you hadn't put me back together? Who are you going to report me to this time for having negative thoughts or whatever? Only it doesn't matter, because I'm already fucking unfit for everything.
Maybe it'd also be true to say that shit instead, but that wouldn't be kind, and it wouldn't be generous, and at least that part of me isn't broken yet.
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[ He sucks in a sharp breath, letting it out slow. Jesus fucking christ. ]
Not gonna report you to anyone, Dubyah.
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[Nothing about her life matters any more.]
But a kind and generous person wouldn't say that shit, so I'm not going to. I'm going to keep doing my best. And I'm going to pretend that it fucking matters, since morale is important. Okay?
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But it's okay. Orion and Maine and Jellybean keep me cheered up.