patheticvillain | twenty-three ➢ spam + voice

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twenty-three ➢ spam + voice

spam } barron

[It's really, really tempting to half-ass this, once Cassel gets up the nerve to finally do it. He's made the pictures without talking to his warden or his friends or anybody. He hasn't asked for validation; he doesn't need it. It makes him uncomfortable, but he knows he has to. He knows this is the right thing to do.]

[When he knocks on Barron's door, there's a light sweat on his palms in his black gloves, and he's moving an envelope nervously from one hand to the other. Inside, there are three photos, each with a handwritten note on the back.]

[One of himself - This is Cassel Sharpe. He's your little brother, and he loves you.]

[The second one - This is Prefect. He's your warden, and he loves you.]

[And the last one - This is Daneca Wasserman. She was your girlfriend, and you love her.]

later } kon

[He's subdued when he comes to find Kon. Mostly he just doesn't want to be alone right now - doesn't want to think about his family, or anybody's family. Maybe they can train or play with Patches or something.]

[Knocking on Kon's door, he shuffles his feet and shoves his hands in his pockets. No idea what's just happened, besides the obvious.]

later still } zane

[Now his hands are trembling. All of him is trembling. He feels weird, like this is some kind of nightmare that won't look like one until, abruptly, it does.]

[He raps loudly and arrhythmically at Zane's door, his covered knuckles stuttering on the stone.]

Zane. Zane! I need to talk to you. Please open up.

and finally } public/voice

[More than anything, Cassel sounds stunned. Not happy, not yet. Just baffled. It's been a long day.]

So, uh. I just graduated. And I'm staying.

[Long . . . pause.]

That's kind of it.

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Yeah. Sorry, just. Fuck your mom.

What'd you do?

You don't have to be sorry. It's just complicated, is all.

I gave Barron back a picture that I destroyed a long time ago. Somebody he loved that I didn't want him to have. And forgave him a little, I guess.

Wow. That took balls.

What'd he do?

He said he wasn't mad, and I'm always his brother no matter what. But I don't think he's been mad for a long time. It was just me.

Can I still think he's a creep, or are we all on the forgiving Barron train?

[Cassel smiles and reaches out his hand.]

He's still a creep. You can think and do whatever the hell you want.

[Grinning, Chris takes Cassel's hand in his, squeezing it]

Cool.

...So what'll you be doing when I go back?

Um, kicking ass. Making sure Zane's head doesn't explode. Building a shrine to you in the closet.

Trying to figure out how I'm going to do this warden thing, mostly.

Yeah, probably a good idea not to watch Zane's head explode.

Same here. Shit's pretty fucked if the Admiral lets us be wardens.

I'm kind of half thinking we're going to be awesome and half terrified we're gonna blow the place up.

Like, fuck up so bad we'll get demoted back before we even get started?

Yeah, me too.

Yeah, basically.

But I mean. All wardens are fuck-ups. We're just a special grade.

Both our wardens were inmates. Maybe it's just a really shitty, bizarre cycle.

They did okay, though. They did really good in the end.

I dunno, I was kind of worried about Rorschach's fuck ups for a while there.

...Weird, I wonder if we're the youngest inmates-turned-wardens. I mean. You've got guys like Peter and Alex and Claire, but none of them started out as inmates.