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isaysimplewords ([personal profile] isaysimplewords) wrote2011-02-03 10:10 pm
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MM: get what you see

Today, Cal is vomit-free.

He has a small scarlet feather in his hair, though. He hasn't noticed it yet.

He's at a table with a cup of coffee, half-watching the crowd.
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[personal profile] isaysimplewords 2011-02-04 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry," Cal says, "am I supposed to be impressed?"

Because he's not.

[identity profile] prima-sequentem.livejournal.com 2011-02-04 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"No. I obviously can't impress you and I don't waste time trying to accomplish the impossible."
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[personal profile] isaysimplewords 2011-02-04 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
. . . yeah, Cal's not buying that.

[identity profile] prima-sequentem.livejournal.com 2011-02-04 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"This isn't a conversation anymore, is it. I'm talking to an imaginary person who is Cal Chandler and you're talking to an imaginary person who is a mob boss and neither of us is ever going to hear a word the other says."

She stands up.

"Goodbye, Cal."
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[personal profile] isaysimplewords 2011-02-04 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Go home and put him out of his fucking misery," Cal says. "He'll thank you for it, because if he isn't miserable yet, he will be."

If they have anything in common at all. He will be.

[identity profile] prima-sequentem.livejournal.com 2011-02-04 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)


James comes to an abrupt stop in the middle of turning away.

"As tempted as I am to go home and get a divorce, I think I'm going to have a long talk with my husband instead. And I am not a very noble person, so if you suggest one more time that I might or should kill him, I think I'm going to slap you and get us both arrested."
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[personal profile] isaysimplewords 2011-02-04 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
An involuntary chill traces down Cal's spine.

He's very careful about the rules in Milliways. His claustrophobia sees to that. He'd rather get shot again than spend a day in the cells.

"I don't think that's how it works here," he says, very evenly.

[identity profile] prima-sequentem.livejournal.com 2011-02-04 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Something she just said terrified him, out of all the objectively frightening things she's said throughout this conversation. She doesn't know what it is and she can't find out from him because she can't talk to him because he expects her to be someone she's not so thoroughly that he can't tell who she is.

She lets go of the back of the chair, revealing four little crescent-shaped dents, which she supposes is somewhat melodramatic but it is shortly going to stop mattering. And she walks out of the bar without looking back.
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