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I am mostly immune to the lure of chocolate.

Apr 19, 2010 21:45

Who: 11-12 + 47
Where: Level Eight, room four.
When: Now!
What: 47's been asking a few questions, gotten himself shot, doesn't understand the feelings he's getting towards 11-12 and Neville of "care," but little brother is coming over anyway because 47 feels he can handle him...for the moment.
Warnings: Nothing that I could think of.

( Maybe it's wrong of me to have invited him on this particular jaunt. )

47, 11-12

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villageson April 20 2010, 02:57:59 UTC

Seeing the open door, 11-12 approached cautiously then peered inside the room. When he saw 47 he gave him a smile.

11-12 once more appreared neat and clean in his usual pale coloured clothing, very unlike the scruffy, darker grey or brown things he'd been wearing at the port. And of course he wasn't smoking.

"Hello," he said politely as he stepped through the doorway. He glanced curiously at the magazine then back up to 47. "How are you feeling?"

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 14:57:36 UTC

The magazine was shut and placed in his lap as he looked up at the intruder kid in his room now.

He was dressed in his usual suit, though this time without the tie as it was quite painful to try and tie one with the wound to his shoulder. He was barefoot as well.

"I've felt better," he replied, gesturing for 11-12 to take a seat in the chair. "You?"

villageson April 20 2010, 19:46:12 UTC

11-12 sat down, shrugging a little. "I'm... okay, I suppose. Thanks to you I wasn't hurt worse than I was."

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 19:52:06 UTC

"Good, glad to hear it," he said, scratching an itch on his left side and manhandling his arm out of the way to do so. He watched him sit, looked to the floor, then looked back up. "Heard you in Neville's room the other night."

villageson April 20 2010, 20:01:41 UTC

His eyebrows raised slightly in surprise. "Oh?" Then it looked as if something dawned on him. Those footsteps he'd heard...

"You know it's rude to eavesdrop on private conversations... What did you hear?" His voice sounded a little haughty but he really wasn't that bothered. He hadn't said much to Neville that most people couldn't find out simply by looking back through his journal anyway.

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 20:15:00 UTC

"Just a bit about your sob story," he replied, working his arm back into position on his lap again. "You seem to like to talk about it a lot with people. Just...you seem to have no sense of privacy about you."

That's what unnerved 47 the most about the kid sitting across from him, the fact of the matter that he didn't seem to keep anything about his life confidential and just for himself. He couldn't imagine going into any further detail about Nika than what he had with 11-12. He couldn't imagine going in further in detail about his childhood than he had since he'd been here.

villageson April 20 2010, 20:23:49 UTC

11-12 frowned and looked uncomfortable. "For one thing, that was supposed to be private. For another, I was told this when I was an inmate - that I had to be more open and speak to people - but yourself and Neville are probably going to be the last to hear that much. And believe me none of you have heard all the details. Neville wanted to know about my graduation, so I had to of course tell him why I had been an inmate in the first place. It's no secret here anyway."

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 20:28:48 UTC

"The walls are thin here."

He leaned forward, dropping his voice low, peering over at him, "Or you can simply lower your voice. The fact of the matter that you go into so much depth so quickly can be off-putting to people, you know."

villageson April 20 2010, 20:31:59 UTC

"I'm changing that," 11-12 said grimly. "That's something I already decided because of that port. I only told Neville as I owed him an explanation from before."

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 20:38:58 UTC

There was a sigh that turned into a sort of groan as he stood, taking the magazine back over to the luggage case and setting it down on top of it. Your personal slice of heaven

~Vineyards for sale...~

His lip quirked into a thin smile as he looked down. "Did you know that when the male penguin meets the female penguin, he decides in the first ten seconds whether he's going to like her or not? As a mate, that is."

villageson April 20 2010, 20:41:28 UTC

11-12 blinked at the random change of topic. "No, I... I'd never even heard of a penguin before I came here. What.... what are you getting at?"

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 20:46:34 UTC

He looked at the door, fiddling with his cufflink before replying in a grave tone, staring off at the knob.

"Did you know I was rejected at birth, found by an organization that trains professional, disposable killers, and that my entire life up until now has been about death, that I never knew a family, that I rarely spoke, and that I'm quite happy this way and would rather not change?"

villageson April 20 2010, 20:53:30 UTC

That struck a nerve with 11-12. Although it also brought again the thought that he'd been a spoiled rich kid who had been given everything - including parents who wanted him so badly they'd dreamt him into life - and he'd turned on that ideal without much thought. Shocking to discover that you're not real but some of it hadn't been that bad, really...

He swallowed and took a deep breath. "You may not believe it now but I was very quiet and spoke little to most people before I came here too. I'm sorry about your life up to this point but who's asking you to change? You're not an inmate. You've been accepted for who you are, as a warden, so you don't have to change..."

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 21:01:02 UTC

"No no," he replied, holding out his good hand and turning to face him. "No apologizing, no sympathy, none of that. I was trying to make my point."

He pointed to the door.

"Which one is more off-putting and has you more quickly thinking that coming down here was the wrong idea and that you should avoid me? The tidbit of trivial information on the inner workings of the female and male species found all throughout the earth, the fact of the matter that I know something you most likely don't, something interesting and totally random.........or the fact of the matter that I just opened up and shared a bit of what would be deemed a sob story and am likely to make you rather uncomfortable if I keep going on about it? Which one is, to you, more off-putting?"

villageson April 20 2010, 21:04:32 UTC

11-12 shook his head slightly, looking startled. ".... Neither. If you want to talk about it, I don't mind listening. And interesting facts are... interesting. So neither is 'off-putting', as such. Not to me, anyway."

doeswhatido April 20 2010, 21:10:27 UTC

He turned, rubbing his bald head with his good hand. Something was seriously wrong with this kid. He didn't know if it was just a youth thing, and he was aggravated that he seemed to care either way. If this kid was going to stay all friendly and trusting, he'd find out the hard way the reason it was best to keep your past out of everyday discussion.

"Look, kid, 11-12," he said, turning, trying to make his point a little more clear this time around. "The world is a cruel place. I dragged you out of the City because I had vowed I wasn't going to let you find that out. But you were such a little curmudgeon that I let you go back. Okay? Now we're here, all safe and sound on Barge. Mostly safe, some of us sounder, but, look, kid, that's not the point. The point is."

He rubbed his forehead.

"The point is you've got to stop being so trusting with everyone and everything. One day you'll trust the wrong person, and it might not happen right off, but you'll trust too much, too easily, and too fast, and you'll find yourself off in a little ( ... )

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