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dear_mun2012-01-09 10:38 pm
or_timelords) wrote in dear_mun2012-01-09 10:38 pm
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forever alone. i mean homeless.
That didn't last long, did it?
Six tags. Six tiny tags before you lose interest. Yes, yes, I know, you haven't lost interest. You're just not sure if you have my voice down. What's that even supposed to mean, by the way? I've got my voice down. Beautifully, perfectly, there's nothing wrong with my voice. I could sing the Queen of the Night's second aria with my voice, except not, because you won't let me. I can't do anything unless you let me. Can you even imagine how frustrating that is? You tell people that you know me inside and out; well, if you do, you should know that I like to keep busy. Sitting in the back of your head watching dustbunnies collect in the corners of your brain isn't really my definition of keeping busy.
Brains so do have corners. I've lived in one for over three years; I should know.
Anyway. Finish the thread, yeah? You want to finish the thread. You keep saying you do, and I live in your head, so I know you're telling the truth. Just go and do it! And stop letting the other one talk to Sherlock Holmes. It's always him who gets to meet all the interesting people. He needs to stop hogging all the attention; other people want to get out, too. At least occasionally.
Six tags. Six tiny tags before you lose interest. Yes, yes, I know, you haven't lost interest. You're just not sure if you have my voice down. What's that even supposed to mean, by the way? I've got my voice down. Beautifully, perfectly, there's nothing wrong with my voice. I could sing the Queen of the Night's second aria with my voice, except not, because you won't let me. I can't do anything unless you let me. Can you even imagine how frustrating that is? You tell people that you know me inside and out; well, if you do, you should know that I like to keep busy. Sitting in the back of your head watching dustbunnies collect in the corners of your brain isn't really my definition of keeping busy.
Brains so do have corners. I've lived in one for over three years; I should know.
Anyway. Finish the thread, yeah? You want to finish the thread. You keep saying you do, and I live in your head, so I know you're telling the truth. Just go and do it! And stop letting the other one talk to Sherlock Holmes. It's always him who gets to meet all the interesting people. He needs to stop hogging all the attention; other people want to get out, too. At least occasionally.
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Well. If I were trying, I'd say the reason for you is curiosity. There's not much of a risk involved, on your part, is there? You're not the one putting your life on the line.
[He pauses and eyes you with a curious, slightly challenging look.] What if it were you? Would you still be as keen as all that? [What if they switched places? What if he were the one in control? Would you still be as keen as you are now? Or would you be a coward about it?]
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[Waving the question away, very dismissive. Only-- the way you're eyeing him. That challenging look. He doesn't think it's a threat, but it's a shade too close to one, and it makes him look back at you with a bit more interest, eyes narrowing fractionally.]
Wouldn't be thinking about breaking your physician's oath, would you?