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[ stephanie brown ]
[ Just as expected, she dwells on this for some time. They haven't spoken in months and had things not ended up this way, she would have kept ceased communications. There isn't much anger she holds toward the other woman anymore, but there is a severe lack of trust. For Kate, if she could not trust someone or they didn't fit her standards as reliable, she dropped them, no matter how guilty or guiltless she felt about it.
But to not say anything would be cruel and nobody deserves that. While she doesn't consider her a friend anymore, she's still an ally. ]
Come to the clinic.
[ kidnapped filter ]
[ Kate abhors using those words for this filter. Time to check in on everyone, though. ]
How are you all doing?
[ If you're in the clinic, holla. ]
[ And it should not come as too much of a surprise, but Kate leaves out a filter to her own friends. At least for now. She's tired and has to deal with Stephanie soon, so she wants to be completely prepared for whatever is to come. She doesn't mean to make anyone worry.
With some effort, she manages to sit up on her bed. She's currently in the clinic, much to her chagrin. Never has she liked being stuck on bed rest and being made to feel so helpless, frustrated and tired. It makes her feel like a victim, something she's always hated since the time she was a child. Even knowing the clinic staff were just doing their job, it makes her feel petty.
Now? She feels restless. She pours through the journal for details on what's happened in the castle during the days she was stuck elsewhere, yet there's nothing that really explains what exactly happened. As usual, there's no reason. There's never a reason.
She shouldn't waste any energy feeling so angry about this. ]
[ ooc; open in the clinic to whoever! ]
[ Just as expected, she dwells on this for some time. They haven't spoken in months and had things not ended up this way, she would have kept ceased communications. There isn't much anger she holds toward the other woman anymore, but there is a severe lack of trust. For Kate, if she could not trust someone or they didn't fit her standards as reliable, she dropped them, no matter how guilty or guiltless she felt about it.
But to not say anything would be cruel and nobody deserves that. While she doesn't consider her a friend anymore, she's still an ally. ]
Come to the clinic.
[ kidnapped filter ]
[ Kate abhors using those words for this filter. Time to check in on everyone, though. ]
How are you all doing?
[ If you're in the clinic, holla. ]
[ And it should not come as too much of a surprise, but Kate leaves out a filter to her own friends. At least for now. She's tired and has to deal with Stephanie soon, so she wants to be completely prepared for whatever is to come. She doesn't mean to make anyone worry.
With some effort, she manages to sit up on her bed. She's currently in the clinic, much to her chagrin. Never has she liked being stuck on bed rest and being made to feel so helpless, frustrated and tired. It makes her feel like a victim, something she's always hated since the time she was a child. Even knowing the clinic staff were just doing their job, it makes her feel petty.
Now? She feels restless. She pours through the journal for details on what's happened in the castle during the days she was stuck elsewhere, yet there's nothing that really explains what exactly happened. As usual, there's no reason. There's never a reason.
She shouldn't waste any energy feeling so angry about this. ]
[ ooc; open in the clinic to whoever! ]
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[there's a substantial pause there, though. the past few days have done a lot for his perception of his directive, and what it means] Perfection only shows up in little pieces, here, though. I guess I got kind of a rough deal.
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Perfection all depends on perspective, I'd say.
s'all good
[he says it like they're standing around a water cooler bitching about why people can't just fill the copier when it's out of paper. YOU KNOW WHAT HE MEANS, RIGHT?]
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[ A pause. ]
If anything, we're a changing and unpredictable lot.
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I still don't quite get it, but. I'm working on it. So ... [he pauses again. she was there. she was part of it. and she's actually talking to him about it instead of saying No Stop Trying, Bad CLU]
Thanks.
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[ Now she sounds genuinely confused. Maybe he's relatively new with dealing with humans. ]
For what?
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Well, for a lotta things.
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We were in it together.
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It ... hadn't really occurred to me. Hadn't made sense. Not until we all got stuck there. That ... that this is my system, now. And even if you're not ... programs? You're like them, because we're all here. Together.
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Even if it's not ... perfection. [he says that grudgingly, like it's a thorn buried deep in his side. that he ... still happens to be really fond of somehow]
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But it's good to know you're on our side and not against us.
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What if I don't have a home to go back to, anymore?
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Unfortunately, I don't have an answer for that.
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