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R43 - We were born to break the doors down

I have plenty to hide, most of you know that. I hide it in plain sight, some of you know that.

You can ask whatever; I'm game.

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I'm afraid you're gonna fall down the pit you started in again and I won't be able to get you back.

But I'll take care of your soul.

Edited 2014-03-31 02:54 (UTC)

If I do. If I do and it helps her, and if it was just me - I would consider that worth it. But you don't deserve that. I don't even own all of what I'd be trading away.

You're fucking right you don't.

I don't actually know what I'll do if I lose you for good. At least Anya could come back.

[Arthas laughs, unhappily.]

Who the hell let me run my own life?

I don't know what to do. Where are you?

First floor common room but if this is gonna turn into us talking about our feelings we should take it someplace private. Or if you're going to pop your soul on the spot.

Feelings.

[He says this like some people say "slime mold."]

I'm not going to take it out.

When are you planning on-?

I'll make coffee in my room. That instant stuff you like, that can clean tarnish off metal.

Never. I won't be able to control what happens afterwards. I'll figure something else out. I still want coffee.

I will support you in the stupid shit you do. Sometimes 'support' means 'killing you and stuffing your soul back in by force.'

It'll be on when you get here.

[He's already on his way.]

[Knock knock.]

Come in. It's still keyed to you.

[He's rearranged, been replacing the furniture Mira totaled bit by bit. He's almost up to the full compliment again, electric kettle sitting on a new table--kettle on, dog under.

He's got two cups. Tea for him, powdered coffee sweet enough to kill and thick enough to tar roofs with for Arthas.]

[He always knocks anyway; it's a gesture of equality and therefore respect.

He notices the changes right away, figures he'll ask a little later. If it's important it will come up either way.

Arthas doesn't say anything, just goes up to put his head on Riddick's shoulder. It's been a shitty day.]

[Riddick hunts around for a patch of shoulder with no plate on it, and settles for rubbing the chain mail.]

I know how much you owe her. I know you need to help her. I hate her so much.

[He sighs. He knows he hasn't been helping.]

[Arthas obligingly reaches to unbuckle the pointier of his shoulderpads. It gets in the way anyway.]

She wants me to hate her. I can't. She reminds me too much of myself.

[Shoulder-rub, shoulder-rub, sigh, shoulder-rub.] You've been in the same pit of stupid. She's not trying to climb out, though.

I pushed her.

Yeah you did. [Rub.]

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