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persecutioncomplex[chromie]
[They had called to each other in their climb of Karazhan, but someone else had dragged her up the stairs outside and it wasn't until Touko was under the stars that she could stop and question whether Chromie had made it up as safely. As soon as she returns, she heads for the door to the cave and doesn't stop to question whether it's locked or not.
For her, this was any other port. For Chromie, this must have been crawling out of Hades or the Yellow Springs, and while Chromie helps everyone else adjust to a new world, no one ever goes to her. Someone should.]
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[A brief pan of a bathroom, sparsely furnished and suggesting a model home. Pastel tile, a curtained-off shower tub, towels folded on a high shelf, the only touch suggesting that this is in fact someone's home a few half-empty bottles inside a mirrored cabinet. Touko starts to narrate, but after a moment gives in to turning the camera to herself. She's flushed and squinting in suspicion, almost disappointed, and sand dusts off of her: several days in Chromie's room will make for a lot of clean diry.]
Who asked for this? My warden told me she wasn't going to, so who thought this was funny? I don't smell like I know some of you think I do. I won't even do anything if you tell me, I promise.
[They had called to each other in their climb of Karazhan, but someone else had dragged her up the stairs outside and it wasn't until Touko was under the stars that she could stop and question whether Chromie had made it up as safely. As soon as she returns, she heads for the door to the cave and doesn't stop to question whether it's locked or not.
For her, this was any other port. For Chromie, this must have been crawling out of Hades or the Yellow Springs, and while Chromie helps everyone else adjust to a new world, no one ever goes to her. Someone should.]
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[A brief pan of a bathroom, sparsely furnished and suggesting a model home. Pastel tile, a curtained-off shower tub, towels folded on a high shelf, the only touch suggesting that this is in fact someone's home a few half-empty bottles inside a mirrored cabinet. Touko starts to narrate, but after a moment gives in to turning the camera to herself. She's flushed and squinting in suspicion, almost disappointed, and sand dusts off of her: several days in Chromie's room will make for a lot of clean diry.]
Who asked for this? My warden told me she wasn't going to, so who thought this was funny? I don't smell like I know some of you think I do. I won't even do anything if you tell me, I promise.
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Date: 2015-03-06 04:59 am (UTC)[video]
Date: 2015-03-06 05:05 am (UTC)We just survived climbing out of hell, and somebody already wants to go back to old feuds?
I know it wasn't you, by the way. Your warden's too gentle to play along with something like that.
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Date: 2015-03-06 05:06 am (UTC)I ain't feuding. You're the one who's always insulting me.
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Date: 2015-03-06 05:10 am (UTC)Kairoz found it very amusing. He was dogging her footsteps everywhere, talking about New Eras and disloyalty. She'd told him he was supposed to be dead. He hadn't listened.
She doesn't realize the port has ended, when it does. She's curled in the corner of her room, hands over her ears.]
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Date: 2015-03-06 05:13 am (UTC)It's over.
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Date: 2015-03-09 07:39 am (UTC)[She lifts her head, then checks her item. Still nothing.]
Are you real?
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Date: 2015-03-06 07:05 am (UTC)[She doesn't actually add the words 'you imbecile, how long have you been here' but they're running right through her tone.]
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Date: 2015-03-08 07:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-08 07:32 pm (UTC)I don't need to know you.
When an inmate comes onto the network bleating about an unexpected environmental change, there's only ever one reason.
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Date: 2015-03-06 10:37 am (UTC)I s'pose you won't let me throw a party, will you?
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Date: 2015-03-08 07:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-08 07:31 pm (UTC)Seen Chromie yet?
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Date: 2015-03-06 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-08 07:30 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2015-03-06 02:50 pm (UTC)Jean's smile is slow and broad and delighted, almost banishing the shadows in her eyes.]
Touko - sweetie, no one could have done that except your warden or the Admiral.
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Date: 2015-03-08 07:49 pm (UTC)Her eyes widen and her free hand clenches into itself, and she tries to retrace her path through Karazhan, the first place she and Chromie had "technical difficulties" for days on end. For a long time, she's silent, Jean almost forgotten, and she wakes from her thoughts like the dream's only half remembered.]
It still doesn't make any sense.
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Date: 2015-03-06 03:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-08 07:52 pm (UTC)What? Are you idiots gambling about graduations this time? [She remembers death bingo, but she stayed far away from that.]
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Date: 2015-03-06 10:54 pm (UTC)Will you leave, then?
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Date: 2015-03-08 07:53 pm (UTC)I've wanted to leave here since the day I arrived. I think I'm supposed to know where I have to be.
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Date: 2015-03-06 11:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-08 07:54 pm (UTC)You won't be stuck here with me anymore.
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Date: 2015-03-13 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-03-15 11:39 pm (UTC)[How do you start a confession or a thank you letter when you can't type "Dear X" at the top? Anya deserves something long and eloquent for her patience, the constant probing questions, the need to - if not see her crack - see what's inside in a way that Touko herself has to look.]
Tell Chris that if he doesn't pay out, I'll come back.
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