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Entry tags:
- baby's first flood,
- cassel complicating everything again,
- denial is not just a river in egypt,
- how do i public addressing?,
- i fell in love with a man on the run,
- scott has a secret too,
- teenage identity crisis,
- that sinner was taken from her,
- was not actually that great,
- zambies & werewoofs & dumpires oh my!
❥ 002 spam/voice
spam - scott.
[Daneca sits in her room for a while, repeatedly closing her eyes. She keeps hoping that every time she does, the thoughts and memories swirling around in her head will stop and every time she opens them again, she hopes they just completely blip out of existence.]
[But unfortunately, what she's thinking and feeling can't be so easily wished away.]
[On the one hand, she can still feel those distant pangs for Barron. The butterflies she felt in his presence mixed with that sense of calm and security where she no longer had to fear what she was sits firmly in the back of her mind. On top of that, she can still feel the loss. The grief she felt--that other Daneca on that other Barge--is so much deeper than what she felt when she found out the truth of what he did to Cassel. She also feels guilt over feeling any of that, over feeling the way she does about Sam, even about Cassel.]
[But even worse is knowing what she did to Scott.]
[She doesn't know how he's handling the idea of her being an emotion worker. Maybe he's as angry as Sam was when he found out she was without hearing it from her directly. Maybe he's furious about her working him at all. Daneca wouldn't blame him if he were; he would be if the situation were reversed. She doesn't go to Scott out of fear of his potential anger though. She's more concerned that he may still be worked or confused.]
[She's also aware that her secret wasn't the only one put out there for people to figure out or learn.]
[She knocks on his door and waits anxiously outside.]
voice.
So that was a flood, right? I read about them over the network, but I never expected it to be... [Her voice fades a little.] ...Like that.
This might seem like a really stupid question, but how do most of you recover from something like that?
[Daneca sits in her room for a while, repeatedly closing her eyes. She keeps hoping that every time she does, the thoughts and memories swirling around in her head will stop and every time she opens them again, she hopes they just completely blip out of existence.]
[But unfortunately, what she's thinking and feeling can't be so easily wished away.]
[On the one hand, she can still feel those distant pangs for Barron. The butterflies she felt in his presence mixed with that sense of calm and security where she no longer had to fear what she was sits firmly in the back of her mind. On top of that, she can still feel the loss. The grief she felt--that other Daneca on that other Barge--is so much deeper than what she felt when she found out the truth of what he did to Cassel. She also feels guilt over feeling any of that, over feeling the way she does about Sam, even about Cassel.]
[But even worse is knowing what she did to Scott.]
[She doesn't know how he's handling the idea of her being an emotion worker. Maybe he's as angry as Sam was when he found out she was without hearing it from her directly. Maybe he's furious about her working him at all. Daneca wouldn't blame him if he were; he would be if the situation were reversed. She doesn't go to Scott out of fear of his potential anger though. She's more concerned that he may still be worked or confused.]
[She's also aware that her secret wasn't the only one put out there for people to figure out or learn.]
[She knocks on his door and waits anxiously outside.]
voice.
So that was a flood, right? I read about them over the network, but I never expected it to be... [Her voice fades a little.] ...Like that.
This might seem like a really stupid question, but how do most of you recover from something like that?
spam.
[She doesn't mean it to be accusatory, but she is really and intensely curious as to why he'd risk his life like that over and over again.]
[It definitely takes a certain kind of man.
spam.
[Someone who gives no thought to sacrificing life and limb to queen and country. Someone with no family, no grounding outside of the job. He goes to work, he goes on missions, and sometimes he gets to sleep in his own flat. He likes it that way.]
And I'm very good at it.
[Or he was, up until M decided she couldn't trust him to finish a job.]
spam.
[Daneca raises a slight brow.]
[She doesn't just mean being very good at violence or what have you.]
spam.
Don't you have anything better to be doing?
spam.
But if you really want me to go, I will.
spam.
Blew up a hotel once.
spam.
A hotel? There weren't people inside still were there?
spam.
Some. [He's actually never given much thought to other occupants, incidental casualties.]
Most I meant to kill.
spam.
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It was a good opportunity.
spam.
So you were trying to kill the agent and the general. Who's Quantum though?
spam.
A criminal organization. Apolitical, dealt with dictators and liberators. I took them apart.
[Bit by bit, with the information he got from Greene. He hasn't considered them in recent years, but he is afraid, some nights, that they have only slipped out of reach again.]
spam.
[You killed them all? You sent them on an early retirement? You sent them exploding chocolates? What Bond? What?]
spam.
Meaning they infiltrated us, tried to kill someone important to me, and spent a good deal of time turning the CIA and MI6 against me.
[A year ago, he would've been wary about handing out information like this. Now, it just doesn't matter.]
I got information from one of them, and then I left him in the middle of the Bolivian desert. Imagine the rest, Wasserman.
spam.
Do you ever have time off? Or is that seriously your life all the time?
spam.
[Unless, you know, he's needed for a mission. He shrugs.]
There are other double-ohs. They just save me the most exciting missions. [Cause he's the best. Obviously.]
spam.
[She can't help asking about that, okay. It's what happens when you're a famous manwhore. She isn't judging, but seriously.]
spam.
Okay, he's kind of amused.]
spam.
I didn't name them. It's a big deal though where I'm from if you get to play a Bond girl in the movies. Your career usually takes off after that.
spam.
Also depressing because hah, meaningful relationships. But mostly hilarious.]
spam.
I guess? You kinda just sleep together and she either dies or you never see them again, but she's important throughout the movie while she's there.
spam.
Sounds about right.
spam.
Sorry. I didn't mean to-- That was too personal. And it's your life anyways. Not the movies.
Sorry.
spam.
But then, he'd have to believe in something like that.]
I've never seen the movies. How did Sean Connery do?
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