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[goddamngrenades]

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Comments

[ghostthatlingers]

Yeah because nothing says 'rational adult' like punching someone first thing you hear crap you don't like.

You can talk to her about it, but that's a big part of why I didn't bother telling her. She isn't interested in what I have to say. I knew she'd find him herself.

[goddamngrenades]

This is why I'm pointing out how fucking absurd it is that I'M the one saying it. This is North's job. I am not tall or rational enough to do North's job.

Yeah but that doesn't change the fact that having some kind of heads up would've been better than running into him on the street.

'Carolina- Your dad's here' Four words. Come on.

[ghostthatlingers]

Not better by much. Besides, if she hadn't of found him, we wouldn't know who he was working with.

[goddamngrenades]

Tex you owe her an apology is what I'm saying. Go apologize.

[ghostthatlingers]

And what will that do?

[goddamngrenades]

...Are we having the 'be the better' person talk? Cuz I'm too sober for that.

[ghostthatlingers]

It won't make a difference.

[goddamngrenades]

Okay I know I was an only child and didn't exactly have the most attentive parents but even I know just putting forth the effort means something. Even if she doesn't say anything, it'll MEAN something. It'll matter.


How am I one of the most well adjusted Freelancers. How.

[ghostthatlingers]

Being screwed-up was part of the application process.

Look, I'll send something her way.

[goddamngrenades]

Hey I was never screwed up till I was gimped up.

See? That was painless.

[ghostthatlingers]

Yeah, fine.

So, am I on my own for that hover bike and armor upgrade you promised me?

[goddamngrenades]

...I'd say you owed me beer for the not telling thing, but I got you good.

Which surprised the hell out of me. i'm not used to you being human. It's like the grass is red or something.

So.

I don't get why you're protective of him. I really don't. Church? I get. Him? Not so much.

You gotta be more open with us. With me. It's how everything fell apart back home. Even if you don't want in on what we're doing you need to be less of a 'need to know' only kind of operative. It'll get someone killed here.

[ghostthatlingers]

You don't think I'm not trying? I'm not going to tell you everything about my life, that's just not going to happen, but you know more than the others do. I didn't think he was a threat, if I did, you would have heard about it first thing.

I don't even know what you have here. You haven't exactly been open about what you all are working on.

[goddamngrenades]

Look, your personal life? That's yours. Shit like 'oh hey this dude's in town'? A heads up would be good. If Omega shows up and you find out first please tell the rest of us. If Maine- etc. That kind of shit.

Mostly because we don't have anything. There's no grand plan here. There's no project. THere's 'I'd really like to not have the people I love die horribly again.' and I happened to be in a position to try to make them a little bit more safe.

That's it.

That's all.

[ghostthatlingers]

I have no reason to keep them showing up from anyone. You proved why I shouldn't have told anyone about the Director being here first thing you heard the news. I don't want him dead.

I get all that. I have a lot of memories of crap I've supposedly done and this is my only chance to actually do any of it. I'm not throwing it away.

[goddamngrenades]

When shit calms down? Gonna take you bar hopping.

[ghostthatlingers]

I'm holding you to that.

And all of this shit? Keep it between us. I don't need the others knowing this much about me.

[goddamngrenades]

Aside from 'i knew and did a dumb cuz reasons and i am sorry' I don't think there's anything they really need to know.

[ghostthatlingers]

As long as you tack on something about the next one of them that tries to punch me like that will end up with a limb torn off, then fine.

[goddamngrenades]

You do know I never expected that punch to land, right?

[ghostthatlingers]

But it did. You know how you never aim a weapon at something you don't intend to shoot?

[goddamngrenades]

I am still weirded out by that. I mean- I kind of held my own with you a little that first time. And by held my own I mean didn't fail as hard as Wyoming and Maine.

[ghostthatlingers]

I didn't think I needed to expect a punch from you. It won't land next time.

[goddamngrenades]

You knew enough to warn him that he's kind of a real sore spot for me. Moreso than he used to be. Finding out what comes after you die kinda puts shit in perspective.

[ghostthatlingers]

I'll keep that in mind. I just expected you of all people to at least try to talk to me before going to that first.