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[patheticvillain]

private/video | chris

[Cassel is looking just - crazy excited right now. For him, anyway; he's grinning wide, one of his legs jogging as he speaks.]

Hey, Skywalker. [Guess who got out early. And guess who's caught up with what you've been doing.]

Point one, hi, but I said that. Point two, you totally are a weapon of mass destruction, I don't know why you never used that line on me before. Point three, I have a billion things to tell you, starting with - Star Wars?

spam 1 {mid-afternoon 5/13; deck}

[The first thing Cassel does when he gets out of Zero - besides calling Chris, which always comes first - is he takes Patches up on deck. It's kind of stupid, but he's missed this dog like crazy, and he's more than happy to spend an hour or two in the fresh air throwing a ball for him.]

[For those who know him, he looks weirdly content, like a weight's been lifted; for those who don't, he looks a hell of a lot more like a normal kid than he's ever looked before.]

spam 2 {mid-afternoon thru evening 5/13; gym}

[When Kon suggested he start working in the gym for real, it had seemed like a weird idea at first, but the more he thinks about it the more it seems like - maybe it wouldn't be so bad. So he says he'll try it out, at least, and if he's going to try he's going to start right away. No point waiting.]

[He's still learning the ropes beyond just cleaning tonight, but he's around, keeping things as organized as he can on Kon's direction.]

private/video | doyle

[The camera's on to prove a point: that he's genuine about this, because he is, extremely. Discomfort shows on his face, because he's not used to apologizing, and he can't look at the camera for more than a couple seconds at a time, but he goes for it anyway.]

Hi. Um.

I'd like to talk to you, if that's cool. Here or in person. Or I can just text if you'd rather do that, I - you know. Whatever you want.

private/voice | steph

Do you still wanna skip the apology? Because I have one. Up to you.

private/voice, later | zane

[It's tempting to yell at Zane, or to ask if he's okay, or to say nothing at all, or to go find him in person now that he can. None of these sound particularly right, though, especially after everything he's stalked read over the last hour or so, so he reverts to sarcasm. Decently affectionate sarcasm, but sarcasm nonetheless.]

You're such an idiot. I feel like you should win a prize for being as much of an idiot as you are.

private/text | barron

pizza?

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[patheticvillain]

Tomorrow it is. Maybe I can show you the armor I made, too.

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[mistconduct]

You made armor? What's it look like?

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[patheticvillain]

It's like Kon's, but it's for me. For a human. Same deal, though. I made a helmet and gloves, too. But the armor was the hard part.

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[mistconduct]

Yeah, no shit. How do you feel after that?

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[patheticvillain]

I'm okay. He figured out a way that I can do work without blowback. I mean, it's still really tiring, but it doesn't hurt anymore.

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[mistconduct]

Holy shit, seriously?

[Man, chalk one up for Kon]

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[patheticvillain]

Yeah!

[And okay he's kind of crazy excited about this, and it's showing. He tucks his feet up and grins.]

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[mistconduct]

Dude, that's insane! How the hell did that happen?

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[patheticvillain]

I told Kon I didn't want to do it anymore because of what you said, and he was thinking about how to make it so I could do it without the pain. He was thinking about it for a while, I think. And it turns out the armor keeps the blowback from happening, mostly. It keeps him safe when he's injured, so it does the same for me.

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[mistconduct]

Wow.

That's pretty hardcore, Cassel.

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[patheticvillain]

Isn't it? I never thought this would actually be possible.

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[mistconduct]

Yeah, me neither.

Okay, so...cool. It doesn't hurt. That's awesome.

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[patheticvillain]

So it's okay if I use it, right?

Not to do stupid shit. But it could be helpful. I could make armor for people who don't know how to protect themselves.

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[mistconduct]

It's cool with me if it's cool with you. I just didn't want you to hurt yourself, that's all.

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[patheticvillain]

No, I know. I just -

Like I said to Kon a while ago, it's easier for me to figure out what's right and wrong when I bounce it off of you. I think you get it better. More naturally, maybe.

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[mistconduct]

Dude, if you're coming to me to tell you the difference between right and wrong, you're fucked.

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[patheticvillain]

Part of what's right is thinking about other people.

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[mistconduct]

Aww, you think about me? That's adorable, man.

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[patheticvillain]

I don't usually think about anybody.

[This is important to emphasize, for some reason.]

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[mistconduct]

...Well, go figure. It always sounds like most people in your life are complete shitheads.

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[patheticvillain]

That's what I'm saying. You're not, and it helps me think straight.

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[mistconduct]

That's pretty fucked up. That no one in your life was good to you. Holy fuck.

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[patheticvillain]

Yeah, but -

[He hesitates, struggling slightly.]

That's why I'm here.

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[mistconduct]

You're here because other people let you down?

That's so fucked up. At least I fucking shot someone.

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[patheticvillain]

Well, that, and - what happened with Doyle, that's what I do. You know. Feel bad, make other people feel worse.