Jul 08, 2009 21:56
[The communicator switches on and it's quite clear that this isn't an accidental post. But all you get is some scraping, fingers moving over the microphone, shaky breathing that breaks up into quiet sobs.]
I-
[long pause. ]
I...
[and the transmission ends]
[ooc: with the chip back in, Lady is no more. Say welcome back to Grace, everyone.]
no cold-hearted killer,
jailbird,
dead?,
she still remembers,
back again
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Killer..?
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...Yeah.
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[Pause. Uneven breathing - she's trying not to work herself into a fullblown panic]
...are you okay?
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...Not the first time it happened.
...You don't sound okay though.
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[That's all she can say. Too much to process.]
I'm sorry.
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Look, doll. You go home with Jackie. You build yourself a good life like your dad wanted.
This is my fault. Don't you suffer for it. Never you.
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It was my idea. I did this. I... made you.
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None of this would have happened if it wasn't for me.
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This ain't your fault, Grace. None of it.
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I did this a long time before I even met you. If it's not my fault then-
Then it's not your fault either.
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That part of you, it didn't happen to you by choice. You didn't know what you were like with your chip out. That's why the blame is mine.
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