R43 - We were born to break the doors down

[with_my_teacup]

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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[with_my_teacup]

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.]

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[darknessb4me]

[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.]

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[with_my_teacup]

[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.]

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[darknessb4me]

[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.

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[with_my_teacup]

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

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[darknessb4me]

I pushed her.

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[with_my_teacup]

Yeah you did. [Rub.]