ONE HUNDRED FOUR

[tehpuck]

[Voice Post | | Accidental Enough • Real Time Post]

[He's been making noise for the past half-hour, mumbling in a miriad of languages, all snipplets of words or long-past conversations. Suffice to say, he's hardly coherent. This isn't a movie, he won't awaken in seconds, gaining conciousness is slow, now

Comments

[cal_sitter]

Manners, Goodfellow. You're lucky you're not dead.

[tehpuck]

Thanks ever so much for reminding me, the memory of the excrutiating pain wasn't enough of a reminder.

[cal_sitter]

Someone should.

[tehpuck]

And you're the perfect candidate, aren't you.

[cal_sitter]

I was concerned. I still am.

[tehpuck]

Don't be. I'm fine, everyone's fine, the world spins on.

[cal_sitter]

You don't have a choice in the matter.

[tehpuck]

I know; it's rather depressing.

[cal_sitter]

Get over it. One of these days, you're going to have to accept that people care.

1/2

[tehpuck]

[tehpuck]

If you're just going to chastise me, you may as well waste your time on someone else; I've already got somebody filling that position.

[cal_sitter]

I never waste my time, Robin.

[tehpuck]

Then stop.