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[became]

"The cure for boredom is curiosity.
There is no cure for curiosity."

[ neal's not quite back to his fighting weight, but he looks a whole lot better (and a whole lot less crazy, natch) than his last network outing.

he's also fussing with the cuffs on his devore, because you never go to battle without your best armor, right?

metaphorical, of course. ]

Wise words from a wise lady. [ and now with a slowy flip, he sets a fedora on his head and gives the camera a smile that's lovely lovely lovely and just a bit barbed. ] Résumé seemed apt, too, but a little dark given the occasion.

So, how was the month off, Tranquility? --and welcome to the new additions, of course. Watch out for Kardashians.

[ neal stop telling the ren faire kardashians are a horrible demon from your world, son, it's not as funny as you think.

also: one more hat flip because he can and we're out, tq. welcome back to the airwaves. ]

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[thefuckinhalf]

A month off? You think that was some kinda fuckin' vacation?

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[became]

No one died, the limbs toll holds steady at minus one eye-- why not.

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[chambermaid]

[ cue the horror and concern. it's only because she hasn't figured out she can read other people's responses neal :| ] They exist on this ship?

voice;

[became]

No, just Tony Starks. Which-- don't worry-- aren't demons. Just idiots.

voice;

[chambermaid]

What do they look like?

voice;

[became]

Dark haired-- and short. Their leader's missing an eye, he's easy to spot.

voice;

[chambermaid]

What manner of beast are they?

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[became]

Scientists.

[ his shudder is audible

also shut up caffrey you suck ]

voice;

[chambermaid]

Scientists? [ she frowns at that, realizing he maybe he's messing with her. She's heard the word science here, sir. ]

voice;

[became]

Heard of them, huh?

[ sorry gwen, he's incorrigible. ]

voice;

[chambermaid]

I've heard the word. [ so now she's skeptical of you, sir. ]

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[thefuckinhalf]

Fuck you, you callous sonofabitch. I guess you didn't have someone you care about in one of those fucking pods all goddamn month. I guess you didn't spend the whole time wonderin' if they were gonna ever wake up.

And I sure as hell bet you can tell me my five-year-old son is just fine now, what with that fancy medical degree you don't got. That there won't be any complications, that he won't get sick and die tomorrow because of it.

Go rot in hell.

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[became]

[ neal likes to make a lot out of being born utterly lacking shame: it's a lie. ]

You care about him, a lot. [ mommy issues, neal has them. ]

...I'm sorry. You're right, I was a callous son of a bitch. And while I'm sure you'll tell me where to put my apology, I really am sorry.

Screwing around with people-- anyway. I hope he's all right, I do.

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[thefuckinhalf]

[The apology actually takes her aback a little - expecting more smartassery, definitely. Sara's used to that. She's less used to sincerity.

She's encountered a lot more of it in this place than she had for years back home.]

Yeah, well. [Shit, an actual apology? What does she even do with that?] Think before you open your pie hole next time.

This place was better off without the network, if you ask me.

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[became]

No promises, sadly. [ neal shut up. ] But on this subject, I'll be good as gold.

[ and okay, now he can't help laughing. ]

You'll have plenty of company in that opinion, don't worry.