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paradoxlol) wrote2012-09-11 08:23 pm
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069 | Video.
Looks I've been pretty scarce or the past few months. [He'd apologize for that, but he's Arthur, so he won't.]
For those of you who're new to the ship, [Or not so new, because Arthur's been an absentee tool.] I'm Arthur, one of the librarians here. Perry Dawsey's my inmate. Not that I'm anticipating anything, [BULL. He's always anticipating something. But it's wishful thinking here.] but if you have any problems with him, you can come to me, and I'll do what I can to take care of it.
[Warden Filter + Perry]
I've got a question for those of you with a deal. [Which is probably pretty much everyone. He doesn't know of many wardens who are here strictly out of the goodness of their hearts.] How many of you have asked the Admiral-- or tried to-- for more than one thing? Like say you wanted to save a life and get a million bucks out of this place.
[He'd ask the Admiral directly but sob he thinks y'all are more reliable.]
[Private to Ariadne + Perry]
I think you could use some target practice after what went down in the art room. [And by that he means: LET'S USE THE PASIV. He just won't... come right out and say it. Because Perry.]
Meet me at my place after dinner?
[Private to Perry]
I'm heading to the CES to do some jogging. Wanna tag along?
[OOC: Note about the +Perry filters! This just means that Perry can see whatever Arthur's posting; he can't read your responses unless you decide to include him on the filter, too.]
For those of you who're new to the ship, [Or not so new, because Arthur's been an absentee tool.] I'm Arthur, one of the librarians here. Perry Dawsey's my inmate. Not that I'm anticipating anything, [BULL. He's always anticipating something. But it's wishful thinking here.] but if you have any problems with him, you can come to me, and I'll do what I can to take care of it.
[Warden Filter + Perry]
I've got a question for those of you with a deal. [Which is probably pretty much everyone. He doesn't know of many wardens who are here strictly out of the goodness of their hearts.] How many of you have asked the Admiral-- or tried to-- for more than one thing? Like say you wanted to save a life and get a million bucks out of this place.
[He'd ask the Admiral directly but sob he thinks y'all are more reliable.]
[Private to Ariadne + Perry]
I think you could use some target practice after what went down in the art room. [And by that he means: LET'S USE THE PASIV. He just won't... come right out and say it. Because Perry.]
Meet me at my place after dinner?
[Private to Perry]
I'm heading to the CES to do some jogging. Wanna tag along?
[OOC: Note about the +Perry filters! This just means that Perry can see whatever Arthur's posting; he can't read your responses unless you decide to include him on the filter, too.]
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[He takes another drink of water, then lowers the now-empty bottle.]
Did it bother you? That the people you worked with, the Feds or whatever, found out about what you'd been through?
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[He frowns, crossing his arms and drawing his mouth into a hard line at the mention of the Feds.] What do you think? We've been paired long enough I would've figured you'd have my feelings on sharing worked out a long time ago.
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You survived, though. You showed discipline. [Much as he hates to use that word.] Why weren't you proud?
[Arthur has his guesses, of course. The vulnerability to the Triangles; the things that he had done to Bill; the extreme degree of self mutilation he had to undergo to survive-- but he's trying to stimulate a conversation here, so for now, he goes for the easy questions.]
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[He turns away, talking to some point in the distance. It's easier than looking at his warden. They'd thought he was a monster, all except Margo, and she didn't really count.] They're assholes. They don't understand.
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How did they treat you?
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Well, let's see, hoss, where'd you want me to start? [His voice is a slow drawl now, thick with sarcasm. Imitating his dad. He counts the people out theatrically on his fingers as he talks.] First up, Clarence. He's just shit-scared I'm going to go psycho and take it out on his little girlfriend, so he acts all tough. He's not my biggest fan, but you already knew that. Then there's Clarence's little butt-buddy Amos. Well, he pretty much pisses his pants if he's in the same room as me for more than a minute.
Who else? [He turns back to Arthur, expression remaining mild, blank.] Oh yeah, Dew's assclown goons. Baum and Milner. They hate that they're not allowed to damage the merchandise; they'd love to give it a try if they thought they could get away with it.
[The pause this time is slightly longer. His voice is harder and a tiny bit quieter; it has more anger in it now. He looks away from Arthur again before talking.]
Dew. He's the guy that shot me, and now he's my babysitter. Pretty sure it's not his idea of a great gig. Maybe you can relate.
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Is that why you killed the hosts? To spite them?
[He's guessing not. He's guessing Perry killed them for the same reason he let the Triangles kill the woman in his apartment complex. But he's asking to stimulate conversation, get Perry to finally start confronting some of the things he did on his trip home. They were in his file for a reason, after all.]
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But you weren't already dead when they got to you.
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That kid? He wasn't a person any more. He would've killed me if I'd given him the opportunity. Bad luck for him, but his parents were weak. They did nothing. They didn't help themselves and they didn't help him. [He hesitates, voice less flat when he starts talking again.] Just about the only thing they did do was kill their daughter and beat their other son, the ones who weren't infected. They wouldn't help themselves, so I had to do it for them.
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He would've tried. I doubt the great Perry Dawsey would've been taken out by a little kid. [He looks at Perry.] You ever wonder what could've happened if you'd let Dew take them alive? You really think a surgeon couldn't have taken out the Triangles, given them a second chance?
You didn't help them; you butchered them. And you didn't have to.
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Those things growing inside them, and not one even tried to fight back. At all. [He shakes his head. A tinge of what is both disgust and horror comes into his tone.] Margo couldn't have saved them. You take a look around their houses, you're not going to find any goddamn chicken scissors lying around; you won't see blood, nothing. If I'd seen even a hint--
[He stopped. That was getting too close to regret.]
They would've killed their families and died anyway when those things did their chestburster routines. Why doesn't anyone get it? They weren't people any more and they just let that happen without lifting a samba finger. [A pause and the next words sound almost like they escaped him without him meaning to let them. The flat tone he'd previously used breaks up into something else.] How the fuck are you supposed to come back from that?
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[Arthur's quiet for a while, mulling over Perry's words, his rhetorical question at the end of the little diatribe. He shakes his head.]
People come back from all kinds of trauma. [Just look at the Barge, after all.] It's not for you to decide if they get the chance or not.
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They're weak. Why should I save their lives for them if they're not even trying? I'm not responsible for giving them a second goddamn chance.
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No. [A sneer twists his face.] I did what no one else was willing to do; I did what I had to. That doesn't make me like them.
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So you persevered. You were strong, and you survived. Yeah, that's great. But it doesn't give you the right to murder people who're weaker than you. Their lives could have been saved. You made the choice to end them.
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