2.8 - Text
Nov. 22nd, 2012 05:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Approximately present-dated, i.e. Thursday evening.]
[Warden Filter]
I know the aftermath of this port is going to be subject to a lot of 'who did what'. To avoid speculation regarding this one matter, I will report that I drugged and killed my Inmate Erik Lensherr on Tuesday evening while under the influence of the environment. My state of mind was altered significantly; I can't rationalise my behaviour after the fact.
[Bullshit you can't, Tosh.]
He and I will discuss what happens next.
[Private to Erik]
Apologising wouldn't even cover it. I can't account for what I did.
If you believe it's the best course of action then I will request reassignment immediately.
[Private to Megamind]
Are you alright?
Please
[Warden Filter]
I know the aftermath of this port is going to be subject to a lot of 'who did what'. To avoid speculation regarding this one matter, I will report that I drugged and killed my Inmate Erik Lensherr on Tuesday evening while under the influence of the environment. My state of mind was altered significantly; I can't rationalise my behaviour after the fact.
[Bullshit you can't, Tosh.]
He and I will discuss what happens next.
[Private to Erik]
Apologising wouldn't even cover it. I can't account for what I did.
If you believe it's the best course of action then I will request reassignment immediately.
[Private to Megamind]
Are you alright?
Please
Re: action
Date: 2012-11-24 10:31 pm (UTC)Idiot.
But she can't say that, and she can't imagine what else she would say, so instead she leans over abruptly and kisses him.]
action
Date: 2012-11-24 10:59 pm (UTC)[ But mostly math; math that says one guy's life, one guy who is not loved or wanted and does not belong anywhere, against billions of lives, lost culture, hundreds of thousands of years of history -- what does one guy count against all that? ]
[ He doesn't count for much. Besides, what does he have going for him, other than... this? Which isn't shabby, admittedly, but-- in the scheme of things, he is merely a speck of stardust struggling against the inevitable. ]
[ Not the man kissing Toshiko, no. Just stardust that doesn't know it's already dead and decaying. ]
[ There's nothing more to say about it now, though. Toshiko Sato is kissing him, and he thinks they both need the contact right now. He's not sure what it is about physical contact that can make so much better with so little, but still. ]
[ He could get used to it. ]