ten :: journal/action

[i_got_this]

[It's been a rough month for South, between the cat incident, an intense conversation with Carolina, and then everyone around her going insane and Washington threatening to kill her, slowly and painfully, because of the virus.]

[Suffice it to say, she sounds a bit subdued when she cracks the journal open.]

So, I think I've had enough of this place for one month. I'm going to head out to one of the outposts, haven't decided which, just ... just need to get away for a while.

Catch me if you need me today, I'll be heading out in a couple hours. Otherwise, use the journal. No guarantees I'll respond.

Filtered to Carolina

I know this is probably not ... I mean, I'm not expecting much, but, you think those Spartans could let me borrow a mongoose? Just to take me to an outpost.


[She'll be up in her room packing, and then wandering through the lobby and across the grounds. Feel free to catch her at any of those places!]

Comments

[originalcopy]

As long as they actually have all four walls, they can't be any worse than some of the shit holes I've been stuck in.

Good luck with the peace of mind thing.

If you think you find it let me know, because I'm pretty sure it doesn't actually exist.

[i_got_this]

Four walls and a roof! [Yup, she'll be living the high life out there.]

NNo, I know it's a long shot, but it's got to be better then dealing with body-part-stealing-cats and teammates turning nasty and shit like that.

[originalcopy]

Wow, talk about a life of luxury.

You gonna' be able to handle all the excitement?

[i_got_this]

I know, right? I'm bringing booze in case it's too much and I need to numb myself for a while.

[originalcopy]

When in doubt drink yourself into a stupor... sounds like the perfect vacation.
[trying not to sound too bitter about not being able to drink problems away.]

[i_got_this]

Doesn't it, though? [Ooo, bitter? South's sounding smug.]

[originalcopy]

Try not to get too drunk for too long or you won't do anyone any favors... including yourself.

[i_got_this]

Oh, fuck you! I'm not here for anyone else's benefit, okay? Jesus Christ, I'll get fucking sloshed if I want to!

[originalcopy]

No, fuck you... what are you going to do, crawl into the bottom of a bottle? Then what?

You really think you can just drink your problems away?

[angry muttering]
Fuck, do whatever you want. I don't fuckin' give a shit.

[i_got_this]

Wow, what are you all touchy about? Why do you even care, you don't know me!

[originalcopy]

You're right, I don't fuckin' care.
Have fun in vacationland.

[i_got_this]

You had me worried for a moment there. Yeah, I'll have a great time. I won't be here. Enjoy the insanity.

[originalcopy]

Hey, the insanity here will be reduced by one... sounds like a pretty good start to me.

[South was actually kind of nice to him and tried to help when he showed up... not that he'd admit that counts for anything. ]

[i_got_this]

Yeah, well don't get used to it, it's just temporary.

[You'll have to thank her 'therapist', Carolina, for that.]

[originalcopy]

Don't expect a fuckin' party... hell, I'll probably have forgotten who you are by then.

If I'm lucky.

[i_got_this]

[South chuckles, a note bitter,] Don't much like parties anyway, so that works for me.