[ how dare you think it was because of the american flag cosplayer and not because of the power of alicent hightower's pussy. ]
try not to get too excited, but if i make blood contact with a zombie, i can control it. i mean. kind of. enough to get the upper hand, anyway. the downside is we don't have a good supply of cookies and orange juice.
Our goal is resource recovery before anything else. Have you ever seen that bodega room? I think that should be our goal, lots of shelf stable food if it hasn't already been plundered. Otherworld is an option too, though the food is always spiked. Still, something is better than nothing. Either way, we'll need packs.
Alright, it's a plan. Let me know if you can think of any other places — all the cafes might be worth a look, but it'll be a longshot if anything's stable in any fridges.
okay, stop. i'm not three years old. my recreational interests are well within the parameters of normal white male behavior, although i recognize they might not live up to presidential standards.
consider how fun begging at my feet could be as a concept.
[ great. his least favorite thing to talk about. he fucked up badly in telling ash the first time. he fucked up in ways that are probably unforgivable with hawk. alicent had rightfully eviscerated him before he could unload the truth onto her. parisa might truly be the only one that remains remarkably unchanged by his bullshit. ]
want to bet? we'd have to have something good at stake. like me topping you.
why? how am i supposed to know that, ash? do you want to do a seance with the house and ask? you could just say wow, embry, i'm really glad that fucked up shit's not happening to you anymore.
I haven't heard you demand that in a long time. I guess I never told you my conditions.
I'm be thrilled if it wasn't happening to you anymore, Embry. You know that. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't pray I could do something, anything to help you. I just don't believe it was handed to you. When is anything here ever easy?
i don't know where i could end up. and i feel like it's better if we don't talk about it, because every time i talk to you, i say something shitty and i hurt you. a lot of the time it's on purpose, but sometimes it's not.
You know I'm not going to like that. It's your choice, but I'd rather know what's going on so I can try to help. I can handle a little hurt. I'm not going to break.
( at least, not any more than he already has. not unless embry has another house to drop on his head. )
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Just call me Captain.
( exactly 0% shocked to hear embry took a drug because some guy cosplaying the american flag told him to )
What happened to you? I was already planning to take it.
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[ how dare you think it was because of the american flag cosplayer and not because of the power of alicent hightower's pussy. ]
try not to get too excited, but if i make blood contact with a zombie, i can control it.
i mean. kind of. enough to get the upper hand, anyway.
the downside is we don't have a good supply of cookies and orange juice.
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Our goal is resource recovery before anything else. Have you ever seen that bodega room? I think that should be our goal, lots of shelf stable food if it hasn't already been plundered.
Otherworld is an option too, though the food is always spiked. Still, something is better than nothing. Either way, we'll need packs.
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why isn't the coronal an option?
i say we raid the bodega and then go to the otherworld. we only need enough food for three people.
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Alright, it's a plan. Let me know if you can think of any other places — all the cafes might be worth a look, but it'll be a longshot if anything's stable in any fridges.
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i did name a place. the drug den. you ignored my brilliant suggestion. why do you think everyone that does blow is so skinny? we won't even need food.
[ fine, he's getting a stupid bag for you. ]
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Sorry, I meant reasonable suggestions. Aren't you supposed to be cutting back, anyway?
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okay, stop. i'm not three years old. my recreational interests are well within the parameters of normal white male behavior, although i recognize they might not live up to presidential standards.
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And the blackouts?
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[ great. his least favorite thing to talk about. he fucked up badly in telling ash the first time. he fucked up in ways that are probably unforgivable with hawk. alicent had rightfully eviscerated him before he could unload the truth onto her. parisa might truly be the only one that remains remarkably unchanged by his bullshit. ]
nothing to worry about. i think they stopped.
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Did they? ( extremely sus )
Why? What changed?
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why? how am i supposed to know that, ash? do you want to do a seance with the house and ask?
you could just say wow, embry, i'm really glad that fucked up shit's not happening to you anymore.
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I'm be thrilled if it wasn't happening to you anymore, Embry. You know that. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't pray I could do something, anything to help you.
I just don't believe it was handed to you. When is anything here ever easy?
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even if it does happen, it doesn't need to be a big thing every time. i'm not going through this every month with you.
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I'll take your bet.
Embry, I'm in love with you. I can't just turn off worrying about you.
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i don't know where i could end up. and i feel like it's better if we don't talk about it, because every time i talk to you, i say something shitty and i hurt you.
a lot of the time it's on purpose, but sometimes it's not.
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You know I'm not going to like that. It's your choice, but I'd rather know what's going on so I can try to help.
I can handle a little hurt. I'm not going to break.
( at least, not any more than he already has. not unless embry has another house to drop on his head. )
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i know you're not gonna break, achilles.
but my specialty is ruining things. and i selfishly want you to still like me.
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I'm going to like you until we're old and gray, Embry.
Well. Grayer.
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[ hey. stop being so romantic when he keeps fucking up so badly. ]
take your temp v, captain. we're going skull-busting.