For lastvoyages: Journal Entry 14: [voice and spam for saloon]

[feels_no_love]

[locked from Hoffman because he would rather talk to the sonovabitch up close]

So, the law men have failed us and Mercy Parker is dead. And they are so remiss in their duties that they don’t even take the killer’s communicator away, allowing him to mock us all from his jail cell. Nice going, boys, letting him add insult to injury like that. It

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[rass_bestie]

Sure it's them you're angry at? They didn't shoot her.

[feels_no_love]

They're guarding the one who did this with all the vigilance they shoulda used to guard her, and they stand by and let him mock us. [His voice is shaky with uncharacteristic outrage.]

[rass_bestie]

That? He's just runnin' his mouth off because if he shuts up, he can only hear the sound of them gallows waitin' on him!

An' nobody else was there for Miss Parker. [That should have been a shout but there's a bit of a quiver in his voice and it lacks strength.]

[feels_no_love]

Every goddamn word that comes outta that bastard's mouth is a mockery of those who l-loved her. And still they let him do it. It's the last straw for me. Hell, it's the last anvil.

If these marshalls had done their job they woulda had him in hand before he could hurt her. But they didn't. It was their job. So much that they won't even let anyone else get a piece of him. They want the authority? They can take the blame as well.

[He trails off, lost in brooding.] I was gonna tell her Saturday...

[rass_bestie]

Didya look at that picture? Lookin' nothing like him. An' if you gotten that piece? What would happened then? She wouldn't have thanked you. She would still be… [dead] as she is.

[feels_no_love]

Stop making excuses for them. It may be good enough for you to stand by and do nothing about her murder, you didn't--

[he forcibly cuts himself off]

You don't understand a goddamn thing about what that broadcast of his, on top of the murder, did to people who truly care about Miss Mercy. If you did you wouldn't be actin' like this now.

[rass_bestie]

Don't tell me how I feel! I found her gaddamn body!

[feels_no_love]

...

And yet you still can't muster up any outrage, except against me, for some ridiculous reason.

Go to Hell, money man.

[rass_bestie]

Yeah, cause outrage at the lawmen is gonna fix it? Hell is how you make it, friend. I get angry at the killer!

[feels_no_love]

I'm so angry at her killer than I'm numb. These incompetent lawmen are just getting the leftovers. Which they deserve.

They s-shouldn't have let him mock us.

[rass_bestie]

[He's silent for a long moment.] He's pathetic.

[feels_no_love]

No. He's a goddamn monster. What passes for justice in this shitsplat town is pathetic.

I won't be trusting it anymore.

[rass_bestie]

That's exactly why I was angry! Do you not see my conversation? That is what he wants! And not all what she would have.

[feels_no_love]

You have little if any idea what she would have wanted.

I'm not paying attention to any conversations with him. If I get any more riled up I'll be storming the jail.

[rass_bestie]

Because you were the only person to ever speak to her! I forgot you had her sequestered in her tower. Just told me…!

[feels_no_love]

Shut yer damn mouth, you soulless bag of gold. [His voice is choked almost to silence by obvious pain.]

I wish I had shut her in a tower. Then at least she'd be safe.

But what the hell do you know or care?