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[mydelerium]

nOT eVery PersOn wHo iS mAd iS uNder mY inFLuENce. NoT eVerYonE wHo hAS a nigHtmARE iS bEinG puNIshed bY dReam. NoT eVerYoNe wHo wAntS fOr SomEtHinG iS bEinG tOyeD wiTh bY DeSirE. NOt EvERYoNe wHO cRiES is BeiNg wATchEd ovEr by DesPaiR. wHat iS wRIttEn iN DesTinYs bOok cAn SomEtimEs bE chAngEd. wHeN dEatH cOmEs, sOmETimEs sHe CAn bE conVIncEd tO

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[pass_the_vodka]

Reno is tired, and doesn't even think twice about why Delirium's voice is suddenly in his head. He sits further back on his couch, hears her out, and then says as if she's right in the room, "You helped me once. I think. I'm not actually really all that clear 'bout what happened, 'cause I was pretty fucked up at the time, but I'd much rather of had you there than not there. So thanks for that." He's quiet for a minute, running the fingers of his less-battered hand over the fabric of the other's sling. "If you're around, Delirium, I'd like to talk to you. If you've got a minute."

[mydelerium]

There is a tapping at a nearby door, likely a closet... And Delirium is waiting behind with a large basket in her arms. Something along the lines of a fruit basket, but it is full of sweets and candies instead of healthy nonsense. ReNo DeaR oNe...

[pass_the_vodka]

He's sitting with his knee braced leg propped up on his coffee table, entire body battered and bruised and a mess (goddamn AVALANCHE with bullets and swords and fists. goddamn Sector 7 blowing all to hell), and he raises his voice. "C'mon in."

[mydelerium]

Opening the door and bringing the basket over to put it on the floor beside his seat, she is smiling and cheerful. dOeS iT hURt tErriBly mOre thAn iT ShouLD? She digs around in her pockets and comes up with a bottle of painkillers, which are offered

[pass_the_vodka]

He gives a snort of laughter at the gift basket filled with sweets and pain pills, and shakes his head. "No, thanks. I think I've got enough medicine in me for now."

[mydelerium]

hmMMm kAy... She drops into a chair and peers at him curiously

[pass_the_vodka]

"Things're kind've ... fucked up right now, an' I'm not really gonna be around, so I guess I wanted to say bye." Not that he really even needs to say it; he's sure she already knew what's been happening. She always seems to.

[mydelerium]

Del holds out a hand, offering it yOu can AlwAyS cOme tO mE.

[pass_the_vodka]

He smiles faintly, crookedly, and takes the proferred hand. "I know. An' I appreciate it. But I prob'ly won't be showin' up anytime soon; too much to do." The smile grows into a grin. " 'Sides, what the hell'd Rude do without me around?"