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[depthlesslock]

[Hey, this is York. M'not around right now so leave a message.

If this is a client, please leave your details and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

If this is one of the others, I'll get back to you whenever.

If it's Florida, I didn't do it.
 

Aaaand if it's anyone else... Just leave a message. I'll get back to you if I recognise you. Or even if I don't, and you sound cute.]

Comments

[depthlesslock]

...Errera. Di'n't get the fun'f it though.

He's been throughalot.

[searchandrecovery]

The fuck were you doing that for?

Yeah, I got that. He's forgotten why we were fighting in the first place, he treats me like an idiot, and the worst part is, he might be right. And I can't let him be.

[depthlesslock]

Finding out wha- he's been through.

s'not right. Not f'r you. That won't happen t'you.

[searchandrecovery]

What, he gave you the stabbing in the back story again?

I hope not. I wasn't...

[ a sigh. ] When I came here, became a merc, all that, I told myself I wouldn't become that kind of person.

[depthlesslock]

No, he gave me the crazy AI c'mitted suicide in his head 'n' all his friends died story.

Y'won't. Won't let you. You'll never end up like that.

[searchandrecovery]

Suicide in his head?

No, I damn well won't. He's no better than him.

[depthlesslock]

Gave 'im a bun-sh of mem'ries of torture it had been through. He couldn't r'memeber what was him 'nd what was it f'ra long time.

Who's "him"?

[searchandrecovery]

Funny. He never mentioned that.

I never told you how I wound up in Gulch, huh?

[ through gritted teeth: ]

Our dear old dad.

[depthlesslock]

Only told me last night. S'fucked up, Wash, I dunno how he made it through.

Oh. M'guessing that's bad.

[searchandrecovery]

Then I can understand the hangover.

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

[depthlesslock]

Yeah. Wanna help him.

How's he like y'r dad?

[searchandrecovery]

Good luck with that. We're pretty stubborn.

Try cold, angry, cares about no one but himself and how the world wronged him, and hurts people so easily for all the wrong reasons. Thinks he's so tough.

[depthlesslock]

So? Never stopped me 'fore.

After what he went through, 'm not surprised he's those things. He is tough. Don't know y'r dad though.

[searchandrecovery]

That's a good thing.

[depthlesslock]

...Wi-sh bit?

[searchandrecovery]

Oh my god, York, drink some water and get out of bed if you haven't already.

Both, I guess.

[depthlesslock]

Never got in bed. Mm bed...

So good I don' know your dad and... wha's the other one?

[searchandrecovery]

Good that you're trying to help him. I suppose.

But you might just be wasting your time. He's pretty dug in.

[depthlesslock]

Nuh uh. Still a chance. Not too far gone.

[searchandrecovery]

I know myself. Trust me. He is.

[depthlesslock]

Nope. Spent more time with him.

[searchandrecovery]

Okay, fine. Prove it. Give me one reason why he isn't a completely hopeless case.

[depthlesslock]

He accepted hugs and moved closer to a bunt-sh of them. He told me about what happened. He hates what he is and what he's done. Most of whi-sh sounds like it was done out of a lack of any other option. He wants to meet this Sigma on good terms. He hasn't killed or hurt anyone since he got here. He still likes cats.

[searchandrecovery]

He wants to meet Sigma?

I may, uh, have warned Sigma about him.

[ and accepting hugs isn't half bad either. ]

[depthlesslock]

Yeah. See him on this side. 'Cause he's so mut-sh better here.

[A groan] Waaaash!