dear_mun | there's hardly even a gun and i'm jumping it. leaping, even.

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there's hardly even a gun and i'm jumping it. leaping, even.

You're serious right now?

The preview isn't even officially out and you're already on top of that, thinking you can pull this off because I have two lines - nine words - that fit the bill of what you thought.

Oh, right, and you think you're some kind of master at the "original series" and think I can't be that different, even if "I'm not Grayson Hall."

I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I'm a professional. A doctor. You think you hear voices? That's not good. You think I'm one of them? That's - a new one.

So you're actually doing this.

You can at least get me some coffee. Black. I'm too hungover for this.

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Mun said she's gotta throw me in here; something to do with actresses, whatever that means. She can be a real jerk.

You've got another version of you, too? [She met her own Tim Burton reincarnate once... Confusion was had.]

There's more like this one that I have? I thought she was a special case. [eyeroll.] Wishful thinking.

Something like that. Allegedly. But stranger things have happened.

Nah. They're all pretty weird, and they like throwing us into bad situations!

Stranger things?

((here you are!))

Oh. Zero respect for my time and responsibilities, then. Fantastic. [julia what are you talking about all you apparently do in this movie is sit around and drink and hang out with vampires and be snarky.]

Stranger things that I can't exactly disclose. Confidentiality and all. [aka one of her patients is a vampire nbd.]

They don't have respect. Ever. [She's not one to talk, and that's what got her the post-factory journal in the first place.]

Well I've been through some pretty strange things! So you can tell me. [One bonus about having her dad as her dad: She knows to always push for information and things she wants! Just like a ~~dodgy~~ car salesman.]

Thanks for the warning. [even though she doesn't look very thankful. maybe she should've asked for another drink instead.]

No, I can't. You do know what a lawsuit is, right, little girl? [no you will not get your information this time. B|]

Sure.

A lawsuit? Yeah, my dad threatens people with 'em all the time. Never stops him when he's threatened by them though. [She won't try too much. She knows when too far is too far these days.]

Yeah? Well, the family I work for is very, very rich and very, very powerful. At least, in my town. I don't really need them going after me because I let something slip. [though, let's face it: in all likelihood, they have enough on her that they already could.]

So you're a servant? [This is the conclusion of 'working for a family'.]

[this is the part where julia just stares. that is the direct inverse of amusing.] No. I'm a doctor. A family psychiatrist.

Oh. So they're messed up? [Violet, stop being so blunt gdi.]

...Not necessarily. [yes.] Either way, I don't think it's any of your business.

Even if it's not, it's still interesting.

[you have no idea.] You can't think it's interesting if I haven't told you a thing.

Yeah, but curiosity is the same thing as being interested, and I'm curious.

Curiosity's not always a good thing. Dead cats - that kinda thing.

Yeah, I know. But I already paid that price, so I think I'll know when to stop next time.

That have anything to do with why you're blue? [she's a grown-up, she can ask all the questions she wants. shhh.]

... [She furrows her brow. She doesn't really like talking about it directly.]

I can't tell you. [She's sure she can blag that it was in that contract she signed for Wonka, somewhere. Lying's easy, and it's not like she's doing it for a bad reason.] Lawsuits.

Right.

[more staring. pulling her own tricks over on her: nice. but, basically, all julia's getting from her is that she is a psychiatrist's dream.

too bad she's still too hungover for this.]

Well. If your parents - your dad, right? - ever think you need to talk to a professional about that, I'm game.

Dad doesn't want me to speak to anyone about it, and I think mother stopped caring. [She looks a bit... hurt. She hoped for a while that the incident changed her parents, but apparently it just phased them for a while before they slipped back into old habits.]

I'm dealing with it, though, so I don't need your help. [Yeah, except she can't go near blueberries, chewing gum or little people anymore; apparently they don't count though.]

Alright, alright. [she notices the expression, but just holds her hands up in surrender. she gets the point.] Just thought I'd offer.

Well, thanks anyway... I think. [And now you may have given her a reason to stay clear of psychiatrists. Thank you for that.]

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there's hardly even a gun and i'm jumping it. leaping, even.

I will watch Dark Shadows one day, I swear. Finding it is the trouble.

fkalsef if you give me a second, i have a site that has about half of it for streaming.

You are a glorious person.

:D from the dark recesses of my tumblr -

Glorious Tumblr! ;w; Thank you! ♥

anytime! :D

♥

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