Feb 05, 2030 00:07
ooc: gargleblasted, ic: contact, ic: messages, ooc: messages
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RIIIIIING ... ]
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[unfortunately, he's half-inside a washing machine, so when he stands up to answer it-]
[TUNKK.]
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[CLIK]
Eh? Whozzit?
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You didn't reply.
You never not reply.
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[there's distortion as he jams the Guide between his shoulder and ear]
[and then a tinny echo as he sticks his head back in the machine to pull out whoever's clothes these were]
[--wait, he's talking about that network post, he'd put it completely out of-]
Oh. ...Dunno, had nothin' to say.
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the sound of retching (not from himself, surely), and a hiss (from himself). ]
I wanted you to.
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[so dismissive, very much keeping him at bay]
[soggy plomfs of wet cloth carelessly hitting tile, spilled out of the mouth of the machine]
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[ a chuckle, trickling of water, another - sharper - hiss and quiet groan.
and it falls off with a breath. he's still staggering, as is. ]
I guesssss ... I felt like it was important. You ain't been right a--augh!-- ... all day.
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What are you doin'? ...You drunk or bleedin'?
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... well. trust, right? ]
Both?
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Alcohol thins your blood anyway, yeah?
[ snort. ]
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Here I thought you'a all people'd make a domestic dispute count.
[another pause, the shif of dry clothing]
[his voice is clearer (out of the machine) when he adds]
You don't like drinkin'.
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[ he wants to make badou's comment count, he really does. but he knows "it ain't like that".
drinking does something awful to him, really. he gets too fucking .. needy. ]
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