013 violent outbursts - dictation

[hatesgoodbyes]

More mistletoe? And snow? Why does it have to be so damned cold this close to summer? Is it worth wishing up a sweater?

[Private to Leonard church]
Hey...uhhh...are you.. human?

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Tex

[originalcopy]

Uh, no. Why, are you?

Leonard Church

[hatesgoodbyes]

Yeah, not as weird as before though. I think I'm getting the hang of it.

Tex

[originalcopy]

Heh, it's kind of like riding a shitty bicycle that way.

You up for some company? We could always bitch about the cold together.

[or you know, other stuff.]

Leonard Church

[hatesgoodbyes]

Yeah, it is.

Sure, I needed to get Mason's stuff anyway. Unless you wanted to keep a set there or...

[or, you know, get back together again or something.]

Tex

[originalcopy]

Might as well keep it... I mean, you know the mutt is just going to end up coming back here at some point anyway.

You could come over too I guess... [move back in, if you wanted to.]

Leonard Church

[hatesgoodbyes]

Nice to have backup anyway.


Gee thanks for the generosity, jerk.

[Ok she chuckled and maybe she will just bring stuff on over or something.]

Tex

[originalcopy]

What can I say, I guess I'm just a generous kind of guy.

Leonard Church

[hatesgoodbyes]

I'm sorry, I think I just misheard 'arrogant cockbite.'

I'll grab a bag, put the mutt on a leash and head over.

Tex

[originalcopy]

Don't forget to bring Mason with you.

Love you too bitch

Leonard Church ---> action

[hatesgoodbyes]

[There was a short snort before the dictation ended and she began to pack, grab the dog and start walking. A few minutes later she leaned against the wall by his door and knocked.]

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[originalcopy]

[He takes the time to get things straitened up, not that he'd made much of mess... mostly just some scattered laundry and armor. When she knocks he goes to answer the door rather than just shouting that it wasn't locked.]

Hey.

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[hatesgoodbyes]

[Not like either of them had the same problem most real people did on a day to day basis. It kept things neat or at least hygienic. And neither were ever that big on housekeeping anyway. She remembered that time..except that wasn't really a memory was it?

When the door opened she was scowling at her thoughts but her head jerked up and she smiled at his greeting.]

Hey.

[Mason waited for no invitation, he barreled forward and thumped his head against Church's thigh in greeting.]

Stupid mutt, I think he's brain damaged or something.

[originalcopy]

Probably dropped on his head when he was a puppy.

[He bent to give Mason a good scratch on the head then moved out of the way.]

Are you hungry or anything?

[hatesgoodbyes]

What's your excuse then?

[She snickered and stepped in, fingers trailing lightly over the dogs ears.]

Yeah, I could eat. It's weird ya know, trying to remember what being hungry is like.

[originalcopy]

I got blown the fuck up by a tank. [He smirks. It's a pretty damn good excuse if you ask him.]

That whole gnawing pain bit usually gives it away.

[hatesgoodbyes]

Good excuse.

[She could give him that on, it was pretty decent as far as excuses go.]

Yeah, something like that. [She put a hand over her belly and the cue for it to rumble was perfectly timed.] I guess my body agrees.