Such a Perfect Day [Open]

[skintoskin]

[Neil is having a cigarette, which isn't unusual. He's also naked from the waist up, which also isn't unusual. He is not, thank goodness, covered in glitter, nor are there bows in his hair. He's moving around, apparently tidying his apartment, so his image and voice are sometimes close to the device and sometimes off-screen.]

So... Father's Day. Didn't mean a thing to me.

[He crosses the screen's range in the distance, cigarette between his lips, picking up what appears to be clothing from the floor and is probably laundry.]

Never knew my sperm donor and don't want to.

[He disappears, then reappears crossing very close to the screen and the City is graced with a view of abdominals before he walks away again.]

Don't even know what he looked like...

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[withloadedguns]

Yeah?

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[majorcrotchgrab]

Maybe you got your good looks from him?

[leathered]

That's not unusual, depending on the civilization. Spent Sunday being bored, is that it?

[skintoskin]

Yeah.

Did you know your dad?

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[skintoskin]

[He misses the compliment.]

I guess. I don't look much like my Mom, but she was kinda there when I was born, so...

[skintoskin]

That's about it, yeah.

You?

[withloadedguns]

Does it matter?

Sounds like you didn't know yours.

[skintoskin]

I guess not.

Nope. He fucked, he came, he went away.

[withloadedguns]

Seems like you know enough.

[skintoskin]

I don't know if he smoked or drank or did drugs or has, like, cancer in his family history or is... genetically pre-disposed to have diabetes...

[He shrugs and tosses some laundry toward a basket, obviously intended for the purpose of holding dirty clothes. He misses and heads over to the basket with a sigh.]

[withloadedguns]

You're not dead yet.

[skintoskin]

No, but I'm only eighteen, right? Knowing about health issues ahead of time might be a good idea.

[He sighs and picks the laundry off the floor.]

God, I sound like my Mom...

[withloadedguns]

Sounds like you knew her. At least.

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[majorcrotchgrab]

...

[Let's try again.]

Then your father must be incredibly good looking.

[leathered]

My people are all dead, and apparently the ghosts weren't interested in a visit.

[skintoskin]

Oh, yeah. She raised me. I'm still living at home, though I went to New York for a bit.

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[skintoskin]

Uh...

[He's got it now.]

Well, maybe. Thanks.

[skintoskin]

What? Your people...? Are you tribal or something? What happened?

[withloadedguns]

You're not living at home now.

[leathered]

I'm not human. My planet is gone. There was a war.

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[majorcrotchgrab]

You're welcome.

[skintoskin]

No, I'm not. I'm on my own and the ticking is gonna drive me fuckin' crazy.

[He shrugs.]

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[skintoskin]

What're your parents like?

[skintoskin]

Uh...

[Absorb this, you've heard it before from other people, these are not the 'droids you're looking for --]

Sorry to hear... about the war, but...

Are you sure they're all gone?

[leathered]

They were erased from time itself.

So yes.