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May 11, 2010 02:12

Hello, everyone. I'm Karrin Murphy, a new warden, interested in hosting morning meditation and regular Aikido sessions for those who want to learn. Anyone is welcome, inmates with their warden's permission. I'm thinking the Aikido sessions will start out Wednesdays and Fridays some time in the afternoon, just to get a feel for who's interested, and ( Read more... )

*gabriel, *wardens, *howie, wardening is srs bznz, mind and body go together, teacher at heart, *open

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[Private] painhumbles May 11 2010, 07:05:44 UTC

Wow. You're so domineering.

[Private] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 07:06:59 UTC

Are you coming or not?

[Spam] painhumbles May 11 2010, 07:10:18 UTC

[HI, MURPHY. ARCHANGELS CAN TELEPORT. THE MORE YOU KNOW. Enjoy the unexpected archangel right behind you.]

Eh. I could go for a drink.

[Spam] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 07:29:06 UTC

[She gives a startled twitch and turns to glare at him from her spot at the bar, a bottle of beer against her lips.] Keep doing that, and I will start punching as soon as I feel someone behind me.

[Spam] painhumbles May 11 2010, 07:35:32 UTC

You shouldn't've said that. Now I know to duck. [HELLO SMARMY GRIN. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? And look, isn't Gabriel just a model of functionality after his trauma? Yes, he is. He slides onto a stool and leans against the bar, manifesting something electric blue and full of fruit that they probably don't serve at this particular juncture, but... His sweet tooth demands it.]

You just can't keep yourself away, can you? I know, I know. I have that effect on people.

[Spam] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 07:47:19 UTC

[She eyes the horrific blue thing in his hand, momentarily distracted, before shaking her head and taking a pull from the beer with a sigh. She slides off the stool and hooks her laptop off the bar, heading for a table in the corner.

Murphy makes herself comfortable, setting the laptop up again and typing out a quick note before she closes it.

Another swig. She studies Gabriel for a moment after he sits down.]

Tell me about them.

[Spam] painhumbles May 11 2010, 07:50:58 UTC

[Gabriel downs his drink in one gulp and starts picking out the bits of fruit, giving her a smug, self-satisfied grin like he has no idea what she's talking about.]

Tell you about who?

[Spam] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 07:57:28 UTC

[Tiny, tiny smile.] Your family. Tell me about them.

[A pause as she takes another pull and then sets her beer on the table.] One of my brothers is kind of like you. He'd drive my oldest brother crazy, stealing his bike when he wanted to go somewhere that was more than two blocks away, throwing dye packets in the laundry. My mom made us do our own laundry as soon as we were old enough to read the instructions on our clothing tags.

[Spam] painhumbles May 11 2010, 08:09:51 UTC

[He snorts.}

Here's the thing, Murph. I can pretend like the whole thing upstairs? Is just something they make sitcoms out of. The truth of it? It's not that simple and no matter what I say, it's never gonna be like that.

[He picks up a raspberry and then drops it back into the glass.]

And I can't live with it the way it is.

[He shrugs, brushing it off.]

So. You know how the whole gory story went down. What more do I have to tell you?

[Spam] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 08:14:22 UTC

That's not what I'm asking you for. I want you to tell me about your family. I could list a thousand things my brothers, mom, sisters, cousins have done to hurt me. But that's not who they are to me. The way things are... [She turns her beer incrementally, then shrugs.] I don't want to know what they did to you or why you left. I want to know why you love them.

[Spam] painhumbles May 11 2010, 08:29:08 UTC

[There's a question he never considered before. He doesn't answer for a long time and it looks like he keeps twitching to leave, except he's on a boat and eventually, it'll come up again and his vessel's muscles tighten at the realization. It doesn't get any easier every time it occurs to him.]

Why do I have to have a reason? Huh? I just do. Okay? Look, I've been on earth a long time. They don't have words for the kind of love I felt- feel for them in any language and, trust me, I know 'em all.

All I can tell you is I've spent the last two thousand years trying to recreate it and I can't even come close.

[Spam] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 08:45:18 UTC

Okay. [She opens her laptop back up, scanning something over and tapping out a quick message before looking up at him again.] I might be out of line saying so, but you don't have to recreate it. That's kind of a tall measure to live up to.

[Spam] painhumbles May 11 2010, 08:53:34 UTC

I know. [He rolls his eyes.] I'm willing to settle. 'Course they always wind up having one thing in common. In the end, someone always sticks a knife in me.

[...He means that metaphorically, although... Literally works too.]

I'm the consummate runaway and I bring out the worst in people, so I've burned my share of bridges. I'm used to it.

[Spam] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 08:58:42 UTC

Okay. But as long as you keep comparing us to them, being willing to 'settle'? You're not going to be happy. [She shrugs again.] Just my two cents.

And I don't know about that. The whole bringing out the worst in people thing. If it's true, I haven't seen it.

[Spam] painhumbles May 11 2010, 09:14:36 UTC

You have no idea. [Meaning... "Hey, guess what? I already chose you losers over my actual family and I died for it and... I don't regret it."

He glances up at her, arching an eyebrow.]

Really. You haven't seen it.

[Spam] whateverthemess May 11 2010, 09:16:21 UTC

[She matches his expression.] In the vast stretch of time I've been here, no.

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