[voice] don't say they come to pray to the lord

[bedsidemanners]

I think this month has actually been one of the milder ones, as far as curses go. No spilled secrets or random monsters, just idealistic rainbow-chasers and dirty text messages.

Which isn't nearly as different from the norm as you'd hope.

[and he clears his throat]

I've long since resigned myself to thinking of staying here as an unpaid vacation. I hate to say it, but sometimes I still miss-- not my hours at work so much, but my old office. At least, the desk portion of it. The bed gets depressingly uncreative.

... Gabriel, I trust you've settled in well enough, haven't you?

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voice;

[dignity_misery]

Maybe you should borrow some else's desk.

['Borrow.']

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

Are you volunteering yours?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

Mine isn't big enough, but there are a few nice ones in the library.

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

It's a tempting offer.

[... but he's still bitter]

[valentineluke]

Glutton for punishment.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I'm there during the week.

[She'll refrain from commenting that she wouldn't mind watching him and a guest either, poor bitter little bear.]

You'd brighten my day.

[...Carla, don't be such a bitch.]

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

[the saddest thing about this is the fact that he honestly likes to watch]

[and be watched. just not with people that know his secrets.]

You're a librarian?

[bedsidemanners]

Hardly.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

[Birds of a feather, Raphael.]

For now.

[valentineluke]

There's far better ways to levitate boredom than painting a bulls-eye on yourself.

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

Planning on changing careers? What did you do at home?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I'd like to. I could use something more challenging.

At home? Security, before that I did paintings and carvings.

[By which she means first she was a counterfeiter, and after losing the dexterity in her hands, took to breaking knees instead.]

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

... A lady of many talents. I'm afraid I've only ever been in the medical field.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I am, yes.

[Modesty is what.]

Is that where you wanted to be?

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

It's what I was meant for. I couldn't picture doing anything else.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

That isn't what I asked.

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

And that's impolite.

But yes, I did want to be a healer.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

[She just laughs at the correction to her manners and carries on.]

Why is that?

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

Oh, because I like to help people.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

Tch.

[Disappointing.]

Of course.

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

Were you expecting less altruism?

voice;

[dignity_misery]

I should know better than to hope.

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

What are you hoping for, exactly? It's not that I don't charge.

voice;

[dignity_misery]

Honesty. Altruism is a delusion at best, a disease at worst.

voice;

[bedsidemanners]

I'm afraid I was honest. I still like to help people, so long as they're pretty women.