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alwayshasaplan[Seth is cleanly dressed in a black turtleneck and jeans, hair in place, face clean shaven, and quite drunk in spite of this. He has been alternating which pub shift he patronizes, and taking advantage of his relatively low tolerance and ability to function while drunk, to mask how far into the bottle he's crawled. He looks functional. He acts functional. He's not.]
Sssso. After several months of experience, it seems pretty safe to assume that when a Warden fucks up bigtime, or needs to be propped up by his Inmate constantly, or fucking murders the person he's responsible for, he doesn't face any actual consequences. But an Inmate would.
Two sets of laws. One for the privileged and one for the rest of us. Juuuust like back home.
[He slams another shot and stares into the glass.]
Guess the pessimists on board were right after all.
[private to the Admiral]
Yeah, ok, fine, here's my fucking list.
For Richie, get him a good bulletproof vest that he can wear under his clothes, and some kinda amulet or ring or something that wards off evil--and crazy angels.
For B, get her one of those superhero suits. You know, the kind that are pretty much armor? Make it in black.
For Lua, get her a fucking stun-gun. Really high voltage. Because her relationship is a domestic murder waiting to happen and she needs some way to fend that asshole off.
For Doyle, get him a remote control plane with a viewcam attached, that shoots Nerf pellets.
For Yen Sid, get him a pointy wizard's hat that dispenses snacks when he reaches into it.
Cody needs a new collar that actually fits him. And I need a fucking wet bar so I don't have my drinking habits monitored by a certain over-controlling bartender.
As for Castiel....
[He hesitates.]
A pair of horns and a note suggesting that he be more honest about what he is.
A permanently broken nose.
A pink slip signed by God.
A really bad Satanic tattoo on his forehead.
A permanent ferocious itch somewhere he could never possibly reach.
A shiny new jail cell in place of his Warden quarters.
[He sighs and runs his hand back through his hair, messing it up a little. It's pointless.]
...never mind.
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[Seth has a table near the jukebox and has queued up every George Thorogood song on the goddamn thing. He's got four shots in him, just enough to keep him from wanting to start a fight just to burn off his frustrations. He wants six. Six would make him forget for a while and be able to have some fun. He's watching to see who's on duty to see if he can finesse it.]
Sssso. After several months of experience, it seems pretty safe to assume that when a Warden fucks up bigtime, or needs to be propped up by his Inmate constantly, or fucking murders the person he's responsible for, he doesn't face any actual consequences. But an Inmate would.
Two sets of laws. One for the privileged and one for the rest of us. Juuuust like back home.
[He slams another shot and stares into the glass.]
Guess the pessimists on board were right after all.
[private to the Admiral]
Yeah, ok, fine, here's my fucking list.
For Richie, get him a good bulletproof vest that he can wear under his clothes, and some kinda amulet or ring or something that wards off evil--and crazy angels.
For B, get her one of those superhero suits. You know, the kind that are pretty much armor? Make it in black.
For Lua, get her a fucking stun-gun. Really high voltage. Because her relationship is a domestic murder waiting to happen and she needs some way to fend that asshole off.
For Doyle, get him a remote control plane with a viewcam attached, that shoots Nerf pellets.
For Yen Sid, get him a pointy wizard's hat that dispenses snacks when he reaches into it.
Cody needs a new collar that actually fits him. And I need a fucking wet bar so I don't have my drinking habits monitored by a certain over-controlling bartender.
As for Castiel....
[He hesitates.]
A pair of horns and a note suggesting that he be more honest about what he is.
A permanently broken nose.
A pink slip signed by God.
A really bad Satanic tattoo on his forehead.
A permanent ferocious itch somewhere he could never possibly reach.
A shiny new jail cell in place of his Warden quarters.
[He sighs and runs his hand back through his hair, messing it up a little. It's pointless.]
...never mind.
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[Seth has a table near the jukebox and has queued up every George Thorogood song on the goddamn thing. He's got four shots in him, just enough to keep him from wanting to start a fight just to burn off his frustrations. He wants six. Six would make him forget for a while and be able to have some fun. He's watching to see who's on duty to see if he can finesse it.]
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Date: 2012-12-19 12:55 am (UTC)Hey Seth, how you doin' man? [ he didn't notice him at first until he looked to the jukebox.]
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Date: 2012-12-19 02:29 am (UTC)Pub Spam
Date: 2012-12-19 03:17 am (UTC)[ Reaching down under the bar for the bottles. Figureing this may be a full bottle situation.]
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Date: 2012-12-24 12:41 am (UTC)Richie got murdered by his Warden. I found his body. I have had to deal with the aftermath of that alone. Fucking Richie's more loyal to his Warden now than me and just wants me to shut up about it. And the so-called angel...yeah, well. He's a Warden. He won't be punished.
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Date: 2012-12-24 01:47 am (UTC)[ He shook his head reaching under the bar and pulled out a bottle of beer opening it. This was gonna be one of those 'cheat the AA thing' nights.] I'm sure it's just a phase, his warden or not your family and thats gotta mean more.
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Date: 2012-12-19 02:04 am (UTC)[private]
Date: 2012-12-19 02:39 am (UTC)And this whole time, you've known you did wrong, you've known the kind of shit me and Richie have been through and what your little slaughterfest would do to us both, and you've turned your back and pretended like you owe me nothing. Like I'd just forget about your turning into Richie's Drunk and Murdering Father Mark Two. Like I'd forget about having to sit there with his body for most of a day until you got your head back together and asked for him back. Like you have no fucking responsibility to the people you hurt.
You never so much as apologized to me, you pile of shit fake angel.
As far as I'm concerned, you should be betrayed and beaten to death by someone youtrust. Just so you know how it feels.
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Date: 2012-12-19 02:59 am (UTC)I told him I no longer felt fit to be his warden and asked him if he wanted me to no longer be so. As he was the one who suffered, it was to be him who would make the choice. He chose to keep me, and so I stayed.
Would an apology truly make you feel any better? What do you want me to do to make this right? I am at your request. I would almost feel I would be .... 'getting off easy.... if mere words were even remotely adequate to cover for my crimes.
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Date: 2012-12-24 01:41 am (UTC)[But they hadn't. Even Richie had reacted to his upset with discomfort and confusion, forcing him to repress it. He expected Seth to be a rock, and when he couldn't be....]
Richie may be the only one you beat to death, but he's not the only one who suffered. Hell, I wish you had killed me too. Better that than showing up too late...again. And knowing that I can't do anything to protect or avenge the people I care about. Again.
[He goes quiet for a few moments, and for a moment the grief shows on his face. Even his brother doesn't get it. He's alone.]
I guess now that he's got you he doesn't need me anymore. [He rubs his face.] And so why have my back? And you're not getting paid to look after anyone but Richie, so why would you even think to check on me?
I don't want to feel like this anymore, that's what I fucking want. [He takes another shot.] But since even my own brother gives not a single fuck, I'll settle for this.
You. Either you start acting like an actual force for good, with no murders, no pity parties, no more goddamn selfishness, or you stop pretending that you're an angel.
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Date: 2012-12-25 04:20 am (UTC)There is nothing more important than caring for your family, be they blood or otherwise. But you must also be your own person. You must understand that there might be a time where you will be alone. And there be something left of you, in that time. Richie's independence should make you proud, that he has grown. I know I'm proud of him.
Not everything in this universe can be controlled. Terrible things will happen. Terrible things that you wish with all your might didn't happen will happen. All that we can do afterwards is adapt and pray these things never happen again.
If you want me to surrogate-warden you, I can gladly do so - but I will be leaving when Richie graduates.
[His gazes hardens with determination, something steely in the blue eyes.]
I am trying not to have so many ... pity... parties..... but in return I feel you should do the same. Neither you nor Richie benefits from your numbness.
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Date: 2012-12-19 05:25 am (UTC)lot of people feel like this?
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Date: 2012-12-24 01:44 am (UTC)Re: [SO FUCKING PRIVATE]
Date: 2012-12-24 06:20 am (UTC)That ain't right. Ain't fucking fair
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Date: 2012-12-29 12:18 am (UTC)He says it's a sign of Richie's "growth" and that I should be proud of him for it.
I wish I had a weapon that could kill an angel, because if anyone needs holing out, it's that piece of shit right there.
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Date: 2012-12-29 02:27 am (UTC)...Fuck um'. Fuck all of them. Listen, go up and just...shit.
You drinking?
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Date: 2012-12-19 04:15 pm (UTC)[It's pretty clear it's someone in particular. She swallows visibly, takes a shallow breath, let's him see someone who's afraid.]
I just - they have enough power over us already, I'd like to know who to be careful of.
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Date: 2012-12-24 01:48 am (UTC)Video; private.
Date: 2012-12-24 06:20 am (UTC)Oh. Him.
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Date: 2012-12-29 12:03 am (UTC)Fucking Stockholm Syndrome. Pardon my French. [He taps out a cigarette from his pack of Red Apples and lights it with a shaky hand.]
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Date: 2012-12-29 12:23 am (UTC)If I had known that that piece of crap was brainwashing my brother to turn him against me, I would never have supported him.
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Date: 2012-12-20 10:21 am (UTC)If you want something, you need to take it for yourself.
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