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013 ☺ Voice ☺ I give you thanks for receiving it's my privilege

Um, look.

Not really being much of a fighter or a genius on the fly, I'm not sure how much I can help in this upcoming port. What I can do is ask the Admiral for supplies of basic survival gear to pass out to anyone interested. I'm talking backpacks, waterbottles, compasses, tents, freeze-dried food, rain ponchos, flashlights, emergency blankets, that kind of thing. I'm going to try to start putting together packages for any teams that might go out, and if you want one, please let me know.

[Private to Satsuki]
How have you been feeling lately? I wanted to talk to you about your friends again.

[Private to Junko]
It has been a long time since I heard from you. What's going on in your life? Are you still despairing?

[Private to Anya]
I'm sorry I didn't get back to you sooner. You wanted to talk?

[Private to Megamind]
...Is there any chance you're free for some video games tonight?

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It's always open! What can I help you with?

You're a therapist, right?

I need some fucking therapy.

[ That's. Well, that's not exactly what she wants but it's a hell of a lot more than she has right now. ]

Typically a deal involves something given by both parties.

[It's a start. If his reasoning is accurate and this works he'd easily trust her with more freedom, but at the moment they'll have to work small.]

The idea is that any time you spend with people, I'll match for access to technology. Talk to a person for half an hour and you can have half an hour with the computer. I know you don't like humans much, but I think that's partly because you haven't fully puzzled them out yet. If you've got a goal to work for, it might not be so stressful to spend time around them.

What's going on? Do you want to talk in person?

Doesn't matter. Sure, I guess.

[ Hoops to jump through. Of course. She frowns. ]

I don't find it stressful.

[ Not that she's saying no. She just refuses to admit to any perceived weakness. ]

In any case, I know it's not your favorite thing.

What do you think?

[ She considers him for a long moment.

She considers asking him for a bike right here and now.

But that might eat into the already better-than-she-had-hoped-for deal he's offering. ]

I think it sounds reasonable.

[ She'll ask as a separate thing. ]

Where would you be most comfortable?

Does not fucking matter to me, Lilly. Just pick somewhere private.

[Why would he refuse her a bike? They could go cycling together, that's a fantastic bonding activity!]

Great! I promise we can start within the next three days.

I'm in 6-18.

Fine. I'm on my way.

[And only now realizing he's never actually BEEN to Mark's room before. There was never a need or a desire!]

[Mark's room is actually Mark's apartment, complete with kitchen, living area, bathroom, and two bedrooms, one of which is in a horrible state of deterioration and the other of which has a bloodstained wall faintly reading "SEE YOU IN HELL". Despite the bad paint job it's actually a fairly cozy, if a bit threadbare, space. By the time Chris arrives, the door's unlocked and he's setting out the cookie jar on the table.]

Come on in! Do you like chocolate chip?

Edited (wtf icon) 2013-05-14 04:34 (UTC)

[What the hell, Mark.

Chris gives a disturbed look to the words written on the wall, and slowly enters the room after opening the door. He looks quick over his shoulder to make sure no one's seen him, before closing the door behind him]

No.

I mean yes. I'm not hungry.

All right. Do you want anything to drink, or would you rather just take a seat and talk?

I'm fine. I just need you to fix me and I need to swear on your life you won't tell anyone I was here.

All right?

I promise on my life I'll do everything I can to help you and I won't tell anyone you were here if you don't want me to. Not even [he was about to say "your parents"] your warden, if that's what you want.

[He solemnly holds out a hand to shake.]

...Good.

[And it speaks to how serious Chris feels about this situation that he shakes Mark's hand without smirking or saying something nasty]

I mean, let's not fucking kid ourselves, my warden'll find out whatever the hell he wants to find out, but I'm not asking for anything illegal so he can just fuck right off.

People are creative. They can make almost anything into a weapon. It's not a reason to disinclude emergency flares or medical supplies.

[ People don't just give her things god are you insane ]

Very well then.

There was one other thing I want to ask for. I find our fitness facilities to be lacking. If I may, I would like to be allowed to ride a bike through the CES.

[ Say yes B| do it ]

[It's progress, in a way. At least being in the same room no longer seems like such an effort.]

If he finds out, it won't be from me. What's on your mind?

[What's on his mind, indeed. Chris falls silent, struggling internally to come up with the best way to present his problem]

There is something...seriously wrong with me. With my head. And it's screwing up how I think, and how I act around people, and I can't..fucking stop thinking it.

...No, I mean. That's not what I wanted to say, it's something...bigger than what I'm making it seem. I don't fucking know..

Tell me more. When did you first start to feel this way? Did anything happen to set it off?

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