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[mrbackwards]

 [ When the feed clicks on.. Curtis is soaked.  He looks pretty pissed about it, too, as his eyes focus to the dark cloud above him. Rain continues to fall down on him as his glare hardens. Some people were going to find this so funny; he probably should have chosen audio. ]

I don't know what the fuck it is, but if anyone can tell me how to make it stop I'd appreciate it.  [ And he continues to stare up, almost hopefully, before shaking his head and running his hand down his face.

His wet hand. Down his wet face.

It isn't as productive as he'd hoped it would be. ]

I wanted to ask about jobs in this place.  Is there a bar or... anything.. that's hiring?

[ It's  d i s t r a c t i n g. ]

[[ ooc; find a rainbow event! ]]

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[mrbackwards]

Doubt you'd really need them anyway, yeah? You'll find plenty more people that'll accept you.

[ what are these positive thoughts? ]

[likeboudica]

[ A pause. ] Will is the only one from my time and world, here.

[ But she has found other people who have accepted her, who seem to like her far more than Will does. ]

[mrbackwards]

He the prick you were talling me about?

[likeboudica]

[ She can hardly deny that. And Will has been exceptionally cruel. ] Yes. But he had reasons for his actions, even though they are not an excuse.

[mrbackwards]

If they don't excuse them then he's a prick and shouldn't be doing whatever he's doing to you.

[likeboudica]

It is not that simple. [ Is it? ] Besides— he is no longer so cruel, and I know his reasons, now.

[ Squeezing his hand a little, a silent plea for understanding, and for him not to do anything she wouldn't want him to. He seems the type, perhaps. ]

[mrbackwards]

Sure it is. [ he just sighs. ] But his reasons ain't excusing him...

[ he catches that and frowns. she's figuring him out pretty quickly, but he squeezes back to tell her he gets it. ] Sorry.

[likeboudica]

[ he is not the most subtle. ] You needn't apologise.

[mrbackwards]

[ he's only a little aggressive when he's mad tho. ] Didn't want to offend you.

[likeboudica]

[ she'll try not to make him mad. ] I am not so easily offended, I think. You did nothing wrong that you would have to apologise for.

[mrbackwards]

[ but he's never happy. ] You're sticking up for him, so I guess it's 'im I don't want to offend.

[ even though.. you shouldn't be. ]

[likeboudica]

[ she'll try to cheer him up?

after a longer pause— ] perhaps I would not mind if you were to offend him.

[ it's a revelation to her as well. ]

[mrbackwards]

[ it means a lot ♥

... ] Then he's probably more than a prick if he's found a reason to get nasty with you.

[ it is. but he's not going to push it too far. yet. ]

[likeboudica]

[that is what friends are for, is it not?

very slowly: ] Perhaps.

[mrbackwards]

[ most of them. what does nathan count as? ]

Say it.

[likeboudica]

That he is a prick? [ Making a bit of a face at that word. ]

[mrbackwards]

Now think of all the fucked up shit he did to you and say it like you mean it. [ no faces unless they're angry, tessa! ]

[likeboudica]

I would rather not.

[mrbackwards]

You have to.

[likeboudica]

[ She remembers that Tim did something similar for her once, made her hit the punching bag while imagining all those that had wronged her, and the same with a golf ball before that. It had helped, then.

Still frowning, not truly angry but more decisive. ] He is.

[ A beat. And then she has to ruin it again, oh tessa. ] Though less so than my brother and the Magister.

[mrbackwards]

[ he actually kind of smiles at getting her to-- oh. wait. ]

Then they're all pricks, Tessa. Just say it.

[likeboudica]

[ deep breath. ] Yes. They are— they are pricks.

[mrbackwards]

Fucking pricks. [ he's trying not to laugh, but you're cute, sweetie. ]

[likeboudica]

[ frowning. now that is taking it a little too far. ] Perhaps.

[mrbackwards]

[ sob. ] I'll get you there.