[Voice]

[firacrux]

Imagine my surprise wakin' up here in hallucination land to stand in line for a fuckin' computer. Or was it to get in? Fuck if I know, I was hopin' the map on this thing had an exit. According to the one person I've run into so far with personality, there ain't one.

So, since I gotta wait for these status effects to wear off where is a guy to go for an imaginary stiff drink? And do I need money, or do you use leaves here? I noticed they were in short supply, what with the fake trees and shit.

[Could he sound any more disinterested? Probably not, Seifer is fairly convinced he's hallucinating still.]

Comments

[voice]

[shout_geronimo]

I can tell. Still, throwing things like that around isn't a good way to make friends.

[voice, locked to the Doctor]

[maybeimaleon]

He's not interested in friends.

[Permavoice/lock]

[shout_geronimo]

Wasn't he? I hadn't noticed. [slightly amused chuckle]

[Permavoice/lock]

[maybeimaleon]

[There's a sigh from Squall, as if he is... honestly really used to Seifer.]

He's a... decent person, sort of. Just an ass.

[shout_geronimo]

Maybe he ought to work on the "decency" and less on being an ass, which, frankly, it looks like he's already learned enough about.

[maybeimaleon]

He... [another sigh]


It doesn't work like that. I'm sorry.

[shout_geronimo]

I understand. I've met a few like that.

Can I just ask, how long have you known him?

[maybeimaleon]

We grew up together.

[shout_geronimo]

That explains why you seem to know him so well.

[maybeimaleon]

[(That's one way to put it.)]

Yeah. Not that it means he's any less of a pain.

[shout_geronimo]

If I can say, you might want to keep an eye on him when you can. He seems the sort to attract all kinds of trouble.

[maybeimaleon]

I'll do what I can.

[shout_geronimo]

Thank you. And let me know if you need any help in anything, okay? Not just this. We've all got to try and stick together.

[maybeimaleon]

Thanks. But he's my problem. Not anyone else's.

[shout_geronimo]

Only if he doesn't make himself anyone else's.

[maybeimaleon]

[Yeah, that's a sigh again.]

I can keep him from making trouble for the wrong people. I can't keep him out of trouble entirely.

Because Eleven is totally one to talk.

[shout_geronimo]

No one can keep an eye on someone all of the time. He just seems likely to draw the wrong sort of attention.

1/2

[maybeimaleon]

You think I don't know that?!

[The answer is snapped back almost before Squall has time to think.]

[maybeimaleon]

[And then there's a deep breath, before he answers again.]

I can make it less. That's what I can do. I know how he thinks, and how he's likely to react. But it's not perfect. It's never going to be perfect.

[shout_geronimo]

[a careful pause before the Doctor speaks again, this time more gently]

Right. Of course you know that. Sorry.

Just... be careful.

[maybeimaleon]

I know what I'm doing.

[Which is really the best he can promise.]