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WASHINGTON. ([personal profile] protocol) wrote2021-10-16 12:49 pm
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duplicity inbox





placeholder content up here until rocket gets his shit together

expect nsfw.
ownperson: (pb; purple frown talking)

[personal profile] ownperson 2021-11-01 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)

[ The sympathy straddles a line between surprising and not, because as usual, the multiverse is fucking weird and can go fuck itself. Sharing memories happened on the rig, too, and that Wash... well he saw the same memory, and she saw a couple things in turn. The aftermath of her shooting him. An old memory where she had his back early in the Project, back when she was a team player. Reminders to be better.

But she didn't expect any sympathy from him now. But she'll certainly take it. ]

Yeah he uh— he did. He's a good guy.

[ It takes her a second to connect the pieces Wash lays down, but when she does she hisses with sympathy of her own. Of course. When he says it it's almost as obvious a choice for this place as the North thing is. ]

Fuuuuck.

ownperson: (pb; purple side glance talking)

[personal profile] ownperson 2021-11-01 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)

Knowing him, he’ll come try talk to you about it. Brace yourself for weirdly condescending sympathy. He’ll mean well, but he’s… well, he’s him.

[ Not that he’s as goddamned patronising with other people as he is her, but it’s still a legitimate warning. North’s… North. She loves him, but he’s a fucking pain sometimes. ]

We had a couple people turn up in like, our shared memories? Lina, for one. It was… well it was sure a fucking night, huh?

[ She’s absolutely choosing not to think too hard about the fact North and her apparently had a shared damn dreamscape for parts of that night. Too close to weird twin telepathy bullshit she’s just refusing to acknowledge. ]

ownperson: (pb; purple eye roll)

[personal profile] ownperson 2021-11-01 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)

Can’t let anyone go into that one blind. Shout if you need rescuing from him, too. Or you can always distract him by saying something about me. Either works.

[ That’s mostly a joke. Mostly. It’s definitely probably easy to distract him with the right comment about her, but. ]

Both of ours. Hazard of spending thirty fuckin’ years of our lives barely apart, basically all of our memories overlap. Guess whatever caused the dreams decided to— combine shit for simplicity or some shit, I don’t know.

[ She rolls her eyes. Luckily it didn’t make her relive his death with him, that’d have bothered her in a whole different way. ]

Edited (clarity) 2021-11-01 14:58 (UTC)
ownperson: (pb; purple side glance talking)

[personal profile] ownperson 2021-11-04 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)

[ She honestly wonders if the only thing that saved her from reliving it with him is that York apparently didn’t interact with the dream he saw at all, just watched. Too stunned to even say anything. It was Carolina and Temple commenting on what they were watching that drew her and North back into reality. ]

Yeah, you should be. I mean, coulda been worse, but— super fucking weird, do not recommend.