re: rewatching tfp to be not unsure how to feel. still unsure...

[spider]

 I don't make the rules.

[ Choo, choo. ]

Those rules, anyways.

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[tigers]

Why didn't you tell me you had a brother?

[ Moran, this is not the time to be petty over things that happened in space-- ]

I suppose you have two of them as well, then. One of 'em put me in a right spot of trouble back home. He never talks about them either, you know. The professor.

[spider]

[ WELL, well, it's not like he really expected an unwanted appearance, unwarranted attack on his mood. After all,

he wasn't even talking to you, Colonel. ]

Hi.

[ AFTER ALL, ridding of himself, it is assumed he wouldn't be in need of any luggage ( baggage, actually. no one actually needs baggage. that's why baggage is baggage ). At least, that was the idea; idea planted, succeeded, done, bye. Apparently not. ]

How are you?

[ A very strained, 'sigh'-heavy expression who actually doesn't really care how you're doing, Colonel Sebastian The Basher Moran. ]

[sentiment]

You did make a tremendous caboose.

[tigers]

[ Moran has a lot of loud opinions, but unfortunately, none of them really relate to the matter at hand at all. It’s been awhile, Not-Professor. ]

I’m splendid, old chum. Brilliant, even. Why, I don’t suppose you’ve taken any holidays to Switzerland as of late?

[ He is mocking you. He is angry and he is mocking you the same way you mocked him because YOU SHOULD CARE HOW HE IS. ]

Lovely in the autumn months, I hear.

[wealldosillythings]

You have rules?

[sherringford]

[Might have fangirled over that entrance.]

Rules are limiting...if listened to.