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anomaly 006 . fourth wall
Noticed a few of you complaining that you were bored.
Extra hands are always welcome in maintenance.
Extra hands are always welcome in maintenance.
[Well, today turned out to suck even more than Mickey thought it would on, like, an exponential scale. It's a day like he hasn't had since...
Well, since the last time he saw Ian, actually.
Two crying jags and what he refuses to admit was a panic attack later, he's exhausted, miserable, pissed off, and generally at loose ends. He knows what he'd normally do in this situation: shut everyone out, drink himself into a stupor, and get into some violence. He's all set to go down that route again, but... Iris checks in, and Needy checks in, and at some point it occurs to Mickey that it's a lot easier to want to shut people out when no one seems to give much of a shit about you in the first place.
Stephen doesn't check in, and Mickey is as embarrassed to discover that hurts his feelings as much as Bleu's insults. When he signs on to snipe him over it, though, he catches the tail end of what looks like something he shouldn't be seeing at all, and quickly hangs up again.
The impulses are the same: back off, put up a wall, say fuck it. Stephen's not his brother. He doesn't have to care what happens to him.
But when the day is done, he remembers Stephen saying I'll make you some better food, remembers Stephen barely even reacting when he came out -- remembers that somehow, against all odds, Stephen has maybe become, like, his second actual fucking friend ever -- and he finds himself picking the communicator back up all the same.]
You. Me. Beers. Guns. You in, Hart?
Well, since the last time he saw Ian, actually.
Two crying jags and what he refuses to admit was a panic attack later, he's exhausted, miserable, pissed off, and generally at loose ends. He knows what he'd normally do in this situation: shut everyone out, drink himself into a stupor, and get into some violence. He's all set to go down that route again, but... Iris checks in, and Needy checks in, and at some point it occurs to Mickey that it's a lot easier to want to shut people out when no one seems to give much of a shit about you in the first place.
Stephen doesn't check in, and Mickey is as embarrassed to discover that hurts his feelings as much as Bleu's insults. When he signs on to snipe him over it, though, he catches the tail end of what looks like something he shouldn't be seeing at all, and quickly hangs up again.
The impulses are the same: back off, put up a wall, say fuck it. Stephen's not his brother. He doesn't have to care what happens to him.
But when the day is done, he remembers Stephen saying I'll make you some better food, remembers Stephen barely even reacting when he came out -- remembers that somehow, against all odds, Stephen has maybe become, like, his second actual fucking friend ever -- and he finds himself picking the communicator back up all the same.]
You. Me. Beers. Guns. You in, Hart?
Edited 2014-08-22 00:56 (UTC)
Wasn't looking--?
Stephen. You're--How are you alive?
Stephen. You're--How are you alive?
Oh, well, that makes perfect sense then, doesn't it?
Look, I don't doubt you are where you say you are. It'd would be a little too much to ask to be in the same dimension or you to be on the other side of an anomaly.
Well, I don't think would disappear for eight years if you could take the nearest anomaly back. [Like someone]
Yes. Of course.
Edited 2014-08-21 19:29 (UTC)
They're fine, Stephen. Connor probably runs the place by now.
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