007 Text; miniature psa

[cargojet]

I'm sure you're all sick of hearing me talk, which is fortunate for you because right now I literally can't. Either way I thought it appropriate to admit that at least some part of what you've heard is true. A truth that I felt I was protecting you from.

There was a man on board - a murderer - who could have hurt a whole lot of people. The fact that he didn't is strictly down to the fact that I didn't make him into a hunted man the moment I saw his face. Some of you probably even knew him. His name was Sylar, and at one point during his stay here I'm told he saved my brother's life. It never forgave him, in my mind, for what he did at home.

The other implication made against me is also true.

I urge all of you to try not to let this gossip-mongering divide you. We are stronger together, and all of us have our burdens, our secrets--and in general, good reasons to keep both to ourselves. When you think about condemning others for something they've done, try to consider what you yourself are hiding. Are you altogether free from guilt, ideally poised to be placing blame on other people? Few of us are.

- Nathan Petrelli

Comments

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[suddenlycaptain]

get down to medical

[text]

[jurisimpudent]

[He stares at this for a long, long time, genuinely uncertain how to react. Finally:]

Explain what you mean when you say you cannot talk.

text;

[cargojet]

In medical.

You know what happens when you've been living at ground zero of a nuclear wasteland for four days?

voice;

[falsehoods]

Gossiping as mortal school children do hardly seems appropriate given our circumstances.

...I am sure you had your reasons for your actions.

text;

[suddenlycaptain]

good.

[ ... or not. ]

radiation poisoning. fuck, nathan.

[text]

[cargojet]

Exactly what I wrote. Between the vomiting and he bleeding, I can barely croak out a word or two without serious pain.

text foreverrr

[cargojet]

If it were harmless, maybe not. But we're too small a community, with so much to lose.

I had my reasons. That doesn't make it much better, or any more justified. I did put people at risk.

text;

[cargojet]

The last time I was irradiated I was in a coma. I preferred it like that.

text;

[onsilksheets]

I didn't see you after the jump. What happened?

text;

[suddenlycaptain]

yeah well you get put in the grav couches while you're that badly irradiated and you might fall into one

voice;

[falsehoods]

Still...I think it is important we do not judge others for what they may do. Claiming such knowledge is for Norn only, and even they may get it wrong.

...Why are you unable to speak?

text;

[cargojet]

Might explain why I felt worse after I came out of it. You're not going to ask me how I got irradiated in Manhatten?

text;

[cargojet]

Collapsed, threw up a bit, passed out. It was an adventure.

[text]

[jurisimpudent]

Why are you vomiting and bleeding?

voice;

[cargojet]

What he did do bothered me more than anything else. He killed my father. [ Sort of. ]

Sick. Life threatening stuff. The best kind.

[text]

[cargojet]

Radiation sickness.

Don't worry too much. Last time it cleared up. 100% better; it was a Christmas miracle.

[text]

[jurisimpudent]

What the hell do you mean radiation sickness

[text]

[cargojet]

From being exposed to a nuclear catastrophe, fallout, contaminated dust - which I inhaled - and a whole lot of other poisonous shit. I wasn't sure how real it was. Now I guess I know.

text;

[suddenlycaptain]

you don't really understand just how vicious my universe is, do you? whole planets become dead in a matter of hours.

text;

[onsilksheets]

Oh God. Where are you now? Please tell me you went to the med bay.

[text]

[jurisimpudent]

Then why the hell are you worrying about what's on the network you unspeakable fool

voice;

[falsehoods]

I meant what they may do here....Trying to lock a man up for sins in other worlds will only lead to greater suffering....But...

My condolences for thy loss.

[A pause]

What has ailed you?

[cargojet]

He never really had much choice over killing. The way I had it explained to me it was like a hunger, a consumption. And don't be sorry. I'm not sorry. Nobody liked my father, and nobody mourned him either time he died.

Radiation sickness. You know what it is?

text;

[cargojet]

Yeah, I did.

You know, I'd feel happier if you got checked up too. This might be something psychosomatic, it being my nightmare, but you were there too. You ought to make sure you're okay.

[text]

[cargojet]

Have you ever been in hospital? There's nothing else to do.