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dear_mun2012-04-26 11:43 am
savethebullshit) wrote in dear_mun2012-04-26 11:43 am
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on reserve at ataraxion, whaaaaaaaat
Okay, hold on just one goddamn minute. What the hell do you think you're doing? I turn my back for one second and... jesus christ. This is just irresponsible. You have six of us in games already. You're struggling with AC with that Harry guy. And now you're telling me that against all better judgment you're going to ignore everything and send me to run around in space with Pendleton? I don't believe this.
[a moment of silence for some facepalming]
Look, I'm finished with all of your stupid ideas. Just leave me alone and let me have some damn peace for maybe five minutes. I don't want this. I don't need this. This is ridiculous. Just drop it and back the hell up. Now.
[a moment of silence for some facepalming]
Look, I'm finished with all of your stupid ideas. Just leave me alone and let me have some damn peace for maybe five minutes. I don't want this. I don't need this. This is ridiculous. Just drop it and back the hell up. Now.
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Better than nothing... Right.
To be honest, I never thought I'd see you again.
[Not that he's complaining or anything. She's the only person he feels he doesn't have to lie to or hide from. Which is ironic, when he thinks about it.
[He pauses, line-faced as he thinks about facing Anne from that time again.
[Yeah, he's plenty grateful, ah hah hah hah...]
Originally she was hooping for, um, what happened... on the boat. ["After you shot me," he means.] But looks like she's settled on a few days after I -- after we -- left that town.
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Trying is always better than nothing, Pendleton. You are the most pessimistic son of a bitch, you know that?
[she doesn't really sound like she's insulting him, more like she's nagging him. It would probably be funny if she wasn't so trigger-happy in most situations. Her expression softens just slightly at that, though]
I never thought I'd see you again, either. I thought I'd be okay with that, but seeing you now... I'm glad. It's sort of nice, talking to someone who I don't have to feel crazy around, you know? Because you saw it all too. I can actually talk to you. It's not a constant struggle to... be normal, after all that.
[she grimaces slightly at the thought]
You'd be terrified I was going to kill you the whole time, wouldn't you? I guess maybe this way, it'll be easier to talk to each other. If anything's ever easy.
[she glances warily at him]
Mine's taking me from... after I killed Sewell.
[yep, she's just saying that out loud where there are hundreds of multifandom witnesses]
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[Being pretty one of the most unlucky people, he doesn't have a whole lot to feel optimistic about. He can't even entirely expect sunshine and rainbows even after his escape, much as he'd like for it to be.]
Well, you won't have to worry about any of that while I'm around. Doubt it's gonna be normal, but nothing has been since...
...for awhile.
[His expression doesn't change, but the thought admittedly does make him a mite uncomfortable.]
I think I'd be pretty nervous being stuck in a space maze with someone who's more prone to pointing a gun at me, so... yeah.
[He gives her a passing glance.]
You gonna be okay with that?
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[nag nag nag]
[he gets a small smile for that, though]
It's nice. Feels like I can breathe, for once. Not that anything about this is ideal or anything, but I can deal with it.
We can deal with it.
Yeah, I doubt either of us would enjoy that too much. Maybe this way... maybe things can get better?
[she honestly doubts that anything can be better after what they went through. At his question, she stops to think about it]
I don't think so. I don't know if I'll ever be okay with it. I don't regret it, but I realize it's not okay.
[she's not sure what else to say about it, because she doesn't want to go off on a rant at him. So she just gives him a standard Anne look, wondering what he thinks about all of that]
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[Nag all you want, Anne. He does what he wants!
[Or, rather... what he doesn't what. Sometimes, it's a wonder how he's become such a glutton for punishment. Other than the obvious reasons, that is.]
Yeah, we... [God, it's so weird to say that out loud. He's perhaps gotten too used to riding this trainwreck monstrosity solo.] Well... Can't imagine how things can get any worse, can they?
[Awkward slight smile thing. Murphy, you know well what happened the last time you said something like that out loud. You're a stupid betch.
[He can't help but wonder about what she's said a little, how much is truth and how much might be a tough front. After all, for as much as he believed that Napier got what he deserved, even Murphy couldn't ever bring himself to revel in pride over torturing the bastard, once all was said and done. But then, he can't imagine that Anne would spend enough time with Sewell to hear him scream and beg for his life like Napier did. That's a nightmare that will always stick with him.]
No... it's not. But I'm sure you'll pull through it. Got no other choice.
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[she knows his pessimism isn't really his fault, but she can't help being irritated because she wishes the world hadn't dealt him the sort of hand that made him want to be so negative. Even though she can admit that some of it is his own fault. Anne isn't exactly happy sunshine either, but she's more realistic than pessimistic]
Careful, you'll jinx it.
[she doesn't really believe that; she's not a superstitious woman at all. But she says it anyway]
But between the two of us, I'm sure we can survive whatever happens. We'be been through worse. Whatever it is.
[there's that "we" word again, Murphy. Get used to it]
[she nods slowly at that, because he's right. She does have no other choice but to just keep pushing forward, to keep putting one foot in front of the other in a less literal sense]
Yeah. I always do. No matter what it is, I always seem to pull through it.
[she gives him a look]
You're the same way, aren't you?
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[It's hard to say whether if he's saying it out of sarcasm, or something else. The state of his outlook on life is rarely anything but bleak and pessimistic, though it isn't fair to push that onto other people. Most of the time, he just brings it on himself.]
I don't think it matters, either way.
[Murphy isn't superstitious, either. He's just pretty sure that he naturally attracts bad luck like a moth to a flame.]
That's as good a goal as any. It'd be kinda anticlimactic, dying after everything that's happened.
[Oh dear. The more he hears it, the stranger it gets.
[He isn't sure how to answer that question at first, or if he even should answer at all. What a nasty slippery slope he's on.]
I... guess.
[Such brimming confidence in this one.]
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Pretty much. I guess we'll have to just rely on each other to survive now and then. Which... honestly is probably what we should have been doing in the first place.
[she gives him another look]
You guess? Are you planning on not getting through this?
[your lack of confidence is killing her, Murphy]
((ooc; ffffffffffff sorry I've taken so long to tag. Things just got unexpectedly insane for a week))