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[benumbing]

[text][video][voice][action]

Comments

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[iustitiae]

it isn't fair to you

my double killed me.

text;

[benumbing]

i should've known. maybe i did.

fair. what about the justice that you're owed?

text;

[iustitiae]

what's that supposed to mean?

[like on both counts really]

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[benumbing]

where is the bastard that killed you?

[gliiiiding past the first one]

just gone? that thing deserves to die by your hands, or i'd gladly do it in your place.

text;

[iustitiae]

i think the doubles are gone but
justice doesnt work like that

text;

[benumbing]

call it whatever you want.

[including 'jack deals with his emotions through violence'. it's been awhile.

a couple of minutes later:]

i'm sorry that happened to you.

text;

[iustitiae]

under your theory of justice i probably had it coming

text;

[benumbing]

maybe we all did. maybe this is hell after all.

how bad are things for you now?

text;

[iustitiae]

i'm alive
lucky me

text;

[benumbing]

if you need a place to stay, there's mine.

text;

[iustitiae]

thanks
i'm not sure where things are with matt, yet

jade's a good girl. way more forgiving than she should be

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[benumbing]

i'll be grateful to have someone to talk to. you're probably the only one i have left.

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[iustitiae]

why? what happened?

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[benumbing]

he ruined everything. really, i couldn't have done it better myself. now i know why he left you out of it.

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[iustitiae]

misery loves company i guess

i'll come over you don't need to be alone

text;

[benumbing]

byob

>action

[iustitiae]

[connor shows up not long after that, with a bottle of vodka in hand.]

Ask and ye shall receive.

action

[benumbing]

My only friend.

[connor or the vodka? jack probably wouldn't know which one he means either. he's remarkably upright and conscious for as much alcohol as he already has in him.]

Maybe I should've asked for something more.

[iustitiae]

Jack...

[he trails off for a moment, trying to decide if he really should say what he wants. but he also feels like he kind of owes it to him to be honest.]

We can't do that again.

[benumbing]

[jack opens his mouth to say that that isn't what he meant, in case it sounded that way. but instead:]

'We' didn't.

[he laughs softly, even if it's not the least bit funny.]

[iustitiae]

[it isn't funny. connor just frowns more deeply.]

That's not the point.

[benumbing]

So what is the point?

[jack looks around, feels around, until he finds the bottle that he was working his way through.]

Tell me. I want to know.

[iustitiae]

[connor watches him, definitely starting to wonder if bringing over more alcohol was a good idea or not.]

I have a... boyfriend, back home. [beat] It's complicated.

[benumbing]

[jack would've found more. but the bottle pauses on its way to his lips. his brows lift before he leans forward.]

A boyfriend. Back home. [yes, that is what he said. jack takes a deep breath.] I honestly don't know if I'm supposed to congratulate you or offer my condolences.

[iustitiae]

[there's a short, morose laugh]

That's what I would've said, before. I'm not really good at the whole "boyfriends" thing.