Just finished season 4. omg why am I always so late?

[kingpawn]

Mundane. Mun? Is that how I'm supposed to refer to you?

Listen, mun, I think you're getting in over your head. I know, I know -- that's something coming from me. But you haven't even seen how things end. Don't you think you should before we go on... [ He thinks about how to phrase it and then waves his hand. ] ...diving out into the world?

I think we can both agree that would be mutually beneficial. There may be a lot of... unpleasant surprises for us both if you continue down this path. So please stop searching for a place to put me or people from home for me to talk to.

[ He sighs in exasperation. ]

Yes. That includes Jesse.

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[wolfintheherd]

[Ward raises an eyebrow.] Trying to turn them off to this is a bad idea.

[trust him.]

FORGIVE MY LACK OF ICONS.

[kingpawn]

[ Walter pinches the bridge of his nose. ]

Yes. I'm beginning to see this.

[ Heavy sigh. ]

I take it you have similar problems, then?

NO PROBLEM. We need more morally gray people.

[wolfintheherd]

[He is places. He just hates it. He hates all of it.]

Something like that.

lol yes! Yes we do. Why do I feel like Ward and Walt would be a great team? sob.

[kingpawn]

Well if you manage to find some kind of solution to the problem, then please. By all means, pass on your knowledge.

[ But Walt is smart enough to know this kind of problem isn't so easily solved. Not in the way most of his problems are solved, at any rate. ]

If you don't mind my asking -- what has your mun subjected you to?

.Ow.

[wolfintheherd]

That body horror, everybody's a monster place.

[And she'll look for somewhere else eventually.]

Yours?

[kingpawn]

That sounds...

[ Can words even describe it? ]

There are places like that?

[ He shakes his head. ]

Mine is still looking. Nothing set in stone. I guess she's been out of the loop when it comes to these things and is torn between looking for a premise she likes or looking for the presence people I already know.

[wolfintheherd]

[He nods slowly. His arms cross over his chest and he stares at his hands.]

Plenty of people around here could help you.

[wasruined]

Yo, Mister White.

[kingpawn]

[ Walter should have known it was only a matter of time. He eyes Jesse, trying to get a read on where things stand. When in doubt -- proceed with caution. ]

Jesse.

[ He nods. ]

Tell me you're in better standing with your mun, at least.

[wasruined]

Well mun doesn't have me anywhere. That's the good thing.

[He's not getting close, that's for sure. He gets a feeling things are very different for the two of them. He's heard of it happening.]

[kingpawn]

That is a good thing. From what I understand, these places aren't exactly...

[ What's the right word? Safe? Their home wasn't safe. Their lives weren't safe. ]

Well, they're not exactly a place anyone would want to live in.

hooray, fresh meat

[hostage]

Don't worry, Mr. White. I'm pretty sure everything turns out great for us.

rofl so fresh I only have two icons

[kingpawn]

[ Walter makes a face. You know the face. That eye roll, cut-the-shit-Jesse face. ]

Yeah. I'm sure you're right, given our track record...

[ But it's best to veer off that subject. He doesn't know where things stand, after all. Now is the time to test those waters with pleasantries. ]

It's good to see you around, though.

here you go, friend: http://dwrp-icons.dreamwidth.org/49120.html

[hostage]

[Jesse snorts. Be more optimistic, Mr. White!]

Yeah, man. Jesus, I haven't seen you in like a year. I been stuck in Florida with a bunch of superheroes.

omg thank you!

[kingpawn]

Florida...

[ Eyebrow raise. ]

With...superheroes?

[ Is Jesse high right now? No. He's probably being honest. This is probably a thing that happens in these games. ]

So what does this mean? You've given up a life of crime to fight for the good of mankind?

[ It's meant to be a joke, but it somehow just comes out a little mocking. ]

[hostage]

[Jesse lets out a short laugh. He takes it as a joke, because yeah. That'd be rich.]

Nah. I mean, I'm registered as one of the good guys but I still been doing our thing.

...Which I guess technically makes me a supervillain now.

[kingpawn]

You've been there for a year now by yourself and you haven't been caught?

[ This whole conversation seems ridiculous when it comes to thinking about superheroes being anything but fictional, but....Walter is impressed by Jesse's survival skills. Way to go, son! ]

[hostage]

[He puffs up a bit with pride. Why, yes. Look at him, being a kingpin all on his own.]

Yeah. I mean, a few close calls, but nothing I couldn't handle. Not that it's been easy. There's psychics around, you know? All kinds of shit you gotta work around. But I'm doing okay.

[schrader]

Again with Pinkman? Christ, Walt, little bit of drama and you run back to his Aunt Mary. Whatever happened to good old-fashioned scotch and porn?

Though I'd cool it on the scotch first or uh— Well ya know.

[kingpawn]

Hank? [ Of all the people he didn't expect to see. ] You're here, too?

[ Cue: uncomfortable laughter. ]

Yes. Well. You know I'm not exactly the type of guy who handles pressure very well...

[ But let's forget Jesse for a moment. Time to test the waters here. ]

How are things?

[schrader]

If by here you mean where they ship you off to die in a diaper and rocking chair, then yeah. Guess they figured I met half the requirements already, why not?

[ Sadly that strained, nasally chuckle you love so much can't even be forced to finish. It sucks Walt, what the hell do you think? Even the parts that don't suck...somehow suck. ]

Not as relaxing as you'd think, though.

[kingpawn]

[ Walt frowns at the forced humor. C'mon, Hank. Try a little harder there. What good is it if we're both pretending to be in good spirits here? ]

But surely you've found something to occupy yourself with?

[ What about fishing? More minerals, maybe? What about the blue meth popping up wherever you go? ]

[schrader]

[ He clucks his tongue with a hiss, that grimace contorting his whole face. Sure, bro, where to start? Probably not starting with meth, not with Walt I mean...come on. Probably shouldn't start with bombs and hostage situations, either. ]

Ehhh, little of this, little of that. Not much up your alley, my friend. You might dig the whole nerd convention vibe, though. There's this, uh... Dr. Dinosaur? It's good for a laugh.

[kingpawn]

Dr. Dinosaur?

[ Walt raises a brow. ]

What is that exactly? It sounds like something out of a Dr. Seuss book.

[schrader]

Yeah sure, if Dr. Seuss and John Hammond really put their brains together, Dr. Dinosaur's the perfect Saturday morning cartoon to help ease your kid into regular therapy. Seriously. Steals clocks and minerals? Big on science and time, but I'm thinking he knows shit about...anything.

[ Because it's a goddamn dinosaur, can we all just be impressed that it's alive and speaking English? ]

Got bigger problems, though. Terrorists with a supervillain twist. Never gets stale, huh? Marie'd probably have had an aneurysm already.