Reverie: IC Inbox

[donkeyballs]

 

IC INBOX
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Alright, go ahead and leave me a message, an' I'll get back to you soon as I can.

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[donkeyballs]

[ He feels it like a gut punch, and goes quiet for a while, scrubbing at the floor uselessly in the same spot over and over again. ]

... I ain't about to kick her out. [ He sounded grumpy, and he didn't raise his eyes. ]

I know just how much I still got left, and I can count all of you on one hand.

I'm furious with her, and I don't know how the hell I'm gonna look at her the same, but we're all in this together, and we ain't in a position to leave anyone behind.

I just don't understand it.

[pampa]

[ miller nods, sitting back on his seat to listen, rag still clutched in his hand as he bars his arms across his legs. ]

Maybe there's nothing to understand, ke? She did what she thought was right and she should've told you. Should've consulted the band of Merry Men, right? But she can't go back and change that either. This is her way of making it right.

As right as anything can be here. [ he sighs, then wiggles the fingers on his free hands in his usual spooky gesture. ] That's about all this ghost has got for advice, pal. I'm all tapped out.

[donkeyballs]

I just - I trusted her, Miller. That's all it comes down to. When it was just us here, she coulda told me to do anythin', and I'd do it. She's second in command, as far as I'm concerned.

[ He stared down at the stain sadly, looking exhausted and dejected, not even bothering to scrub anymore. ]

This ain't makin' it right, Miller, this is her tellin' me before someone else could. And how am I supposed to know if she ain't just gonna keep doin' that, and keep me in the dark?

[pampa]

[ he lets a long pause lapse between them, still sitting back, and shrugs a shoulder. ]

You don't know. That's how trust works, partner. Only you know if it's broke for good or if you have it in you to try again.

[ these people are making him into a goddamn cereal box and he hates it ]

/ end~

[donkeyballs]

[ He let out a hard breath, unconvinced. Not because he thought Miller was wrong, but because he knew he was right, and he wasn't sure he was going to be able to make that call. ]

Yeah, well.

Maybe when I stop seein' red I can figure that the hell out.