Faye Valentine (
myfayevalentine) wrote in
piratejournal2015-06-27 07:48 am
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[voice] [there be swearing in here...]
This whole fucking world is the biggest bunch of bullshit I've ever seen. And I've seen a lot of shit. What's the fucking point? Huh? Like someone somewhere is like: Faye, the universe is giving you one shot at happiness and that's all you're fucking getting. Is this really as much as I deserve? Shit. It probably is. So whatever happens to this place... it's over. Any promise of love and happiness is over. Shot to hell.
*And thanks to the copious amounts of alcohol she's been knocking back, her anger turns to sadness. Anyone who knows Faye will know that she must be pretty wasted because she doesn't offer up her vulnerable side to anyone*
They killed him... the filthy bastard monsters... they killed him. Because he saved me first. He made me safe...and now he's gone. Always, always trying to keep me safe. And he's gone...
*The next noise she made was a strangled mix between a sob and a scream*
He's supposed to come back! That's the rule! The dead come back. So where is he? Where is he?!
Why haven't you come back to me...?
*And thanks to the copious amounts of alcohol she's been knocking back, her anger turns to sadness. Anyone who knows Faye will know that she must be pretty wasted because she doesn't offer up her vulnerable side to anyone*
They killed him... the filthy bastard monsters... they killed him. Because he saved me first. He made me safe...and now he's gone. Always, always trying to keep me safe. And he's gone...
*The next noise she made was a strangled mix between a sob and a scream*
He's supposed to come back! That's the rule! The dead come back. So where is he? Where is he?!
Why haven't you come back to me...?

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Yo, Faye.
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*She sounds far from amused. Faye has at least managed to sit up, her hair messily tied up, no make up, wearing a pj vest and shorts*
So sorry you had to see me like this...
*She waved a wobbly arm at the mess around her, which included a few empty bottles of rum, plus a bottle of wine she was holding*
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[He placed down the cake with a fork and knife for her.]
Boy, you've been hittin' the bottle hard.
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*Faye put down the wine bottle to pick up the plate with the cake. She used the fork to start eating up the cake with a reasonable pace, and patted the apace beside her on the bed*
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Look, worst case scenario, he gets to go home. Seems okay to me.
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*Faye frowns at him as she swallows another bite and impatiently licks her lips*
One, I'm not there. Two, he hates his home world. Nothing about him being home is okay.
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*Faye sighs and wriggles closer to him, holding out the plate to offer him whatever is left on it*
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[Dave doesn't know what else to say. He's lost plenty of people before and felt just as hopeless, but he feels personally responsible this time. If only he could've gotten there faster. Maybe if he'd just used his flash step he could've saved Thash. He doesn't know.]
Maybe he'll still come back? After the zombie thing is over.
[Dave doesn't want to think about what might happen if Thash came back now. Having to kill him right after losing him would be so fucked up.]
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*She sounds pretty miserable about the whole thing, pausing to take another gulp of rum*
He has to come back. He HAS to.
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[It's not Thash's fault he's dead and it's sure not Faye's. He did the best he could to protect her. It's nothing Dave wouldn't have done himself.]
Yeah.
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But then...you hadn't died...
Urgh - I swear I'll kill him all over again when he gets back.
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[Or, more accurately, he's heard of it. It's common knowledge that death isn't permanent.]
Sometimes it takes awhile.
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