text | in spacetext no one can see you crying like a toddler.

[borndying]

Who cares if you die?

( feel free to interpret that however you please, denizens of the EXTREMELY POORLY NAMED tranquility! all possible interpretations are acceptable in harry's current state of complete emotional breakdown. he probably doesn't care if any of you die, for instance, and may bitterly resent you for having an actual answer to this question.

who cared when norman died? who really cared. people mourned the man who'd contributed so much, but that man was an idea. an image carefully cultivated. harry knew enough to know better, but even he wouldn't pretend to have known his father, and who's going to care when harry dies? just like norman did.

harry's legacy is just disappointment and isolation. his best friend is his only friend and he's pretty sure they're totally not friends any more, also. everything sucks and he broke a bottle when he got back to his room and he can't be bothered to clean it up, he's just going to sit here and hate all of you, publicly and violently, and

you know, by text, because he looks even shitter than usual. )

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[suddenlycaptain]

the people who try to save you.

or the people who watched it happen.

[ Tense change not deliberate on her part. ]

oslock ∞

[borndying]

Now, earlier I was just mocking people who said "you" when I clearly started with that and they should've ponied up with a little "I".

I'd hate to kick a lady with a wrench the size of my head when she's down, though.

( or: he sees your totally an i-statement, queen of flight. )

[suddenlycaptain]

[ Somewhere in the shuttle bay, Carolyn laughs and it's a bitter, twisted thing. ]

doesn't work so well when you learn that most of them are dead, too.

where i'm from, not many people would give a damn otherwise. the people close to you. maybe your employer, if you were valuable. but they'd move on. death happens a lot; it's part of life. if they get a body to bury, they're luckier than most people. same applies here, though people don't like to admit it.

there was a girl here who died, once; killed by manticores. they buried her body in the gardens, planted a tree, made a little plaque. and then the people who knew her disappeared, and now there's next to no one left who remembers. fewer that cared.

[borndying]

Same applies everywhere, doll, nobody likes admitting that.

( which covers everything she just said, he feels. his brevity isn't dismissive, which is...you know, weird, where is carolyn's personalized fuck you ... oh, right, the wrench thing.

(he's polite to security to their faces, too, because he would fit in a locker and they don't have any oversight. contrary to this entire post, he actually does possess a powerful self-preservation instinct.) )

[suddenlycaptain]

Then what's your point? If you're trying to prove that to people, no one's going to listen.

[ In her opinion, it's not really a fuck you if the other person admits they're sort of terrified of you when they say it. ]

[borndying]

If you want people to listen on this ship, you need big sad victim eyes or Nathan Petrelli's suave motherfucker jawline. Seeing as how I got neither of those things, I'm gonna go with it was a question that nobody had to answer if they didn't want to.

( it is in fact specifically not any kind of fuck you because she's sort of terrifying. this is literally as polite as harry osborn gets. ~YOU'RE WELCOME, SPACE~ )

[suddenlycaptain]

Nathan's jawline and experience in politics had people either listening to him or lining up to punch him. Sometimes both. Sometimes both at the same time.

What's the point in asking it, then?

[ aw yis ]

[borndying]

You could've just said he was a politician and that'd all have been taken as read, you know.

What are you, the question police?

[suddenlycaptain]

I try not to assume things about other worlds.

Yes.

[ No, no she is not. It's just- Harry seems like someone she could like, and to have him asking this makes her curious. ]

[borndying]

( make better friends, carolyn!!! this one is terrible!! but affection-starved and responds well to correctly applied pressure. )

Well, cuff me, officer, I've been real bad.

( is this better or worse than the run around he gave castiel. )

[suddenlycaptain]

[ Considering their conversations thus far have involved blowjobs, Harry calling her 'doll', and now this... ]

are you hitting on me

[ ... worse. ]

[borndying]

I wanna say yes because I'm picturing the look on your face and it's a classic, but I also don't want you to hit me with a wrench.

( NOT FOR REALS OH MY GOD CAROLYN )

[suddenlycaptain]

I do have weapons other than wrenches, you know.

[borndying]

It's a nice vivid image, what can I say.

[suddenlycaptain]

My knife is made out of alien claw and manticore bone.

[ how's that for a vivid image ]

[borndying]

Now, see, that sounds cool and all, but none of those things mean anything to me visually or viscerally. A wrench the size of my head, on the other hand, I can clearly picture.

( sry carolyn for a vivid image you have to cite things more familiar. otherwise it's just "could be anything, fuckin scifi bullshit". )

[suddenlycaptain]

Manticores are mostly human.

[ DOES THAT HELP ]

[borndying]

( cool ur scifi jets carolyn!! )

You have no appreciation for the elegance of simplicity, lady.

[suddenlycaptain]

[ no??? ]

I'm not really an elegant person.