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✂ 03. [RL with Dexter]

Dec 14, 2010 09:12

Brian had had a lot of opportunity to think, and he knew things were changing. Between he and Dexter, and just in his life. Dexter had killed him in his timeline. He couldn't forget that. This wasn't a reminder to himself - he literally couldn't forget it; it kept occurring to him, over and over again ( Read more... )

!rl, ddd, &dexter;

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creepyshitking December 14 2010, 16:46:18 UTC

Dexter hears the window, silent as it is, and creeps behind the doorway, making sure it's Brian. He sighs, in relief but also some dimmer, mixed emotion. Like this whole haphazard..thing they've got going is just a trainwreck waiting to happen.

For a long while, he watches Brian and his son. Harrison trusts him, even likes him, that much is clear. When the baby comes to it's slowly and he doesn't even think to cry, letting out some happy babbling sounds as his uncle waxes poetic about whatever's in that box.

He realizes somewhere along the way he had lost track of time, stepping into his son's room with an audible sigh.

"..Hi."

jsik is this the house or the apartment? XD and let me know if St. Bridgid isn't there anymore acrotomophile December 15 2010, 00:13:49 UTC

It's still dark without the lights on, blue-toned shadows muting the room and making everything seem softer. Ordinarily for a pair of serial killers, the darkness might imply danger or confrontation; but with the baby things strewn about, it's merely comfortable.

Bouncing Harrison a little in his arms to keep him happy, Brian turns toward Dexter. "Hi," he answers, smiling. It's the first time he's seen this future-brother in person and, despite everything else, he has to smile. He has his nephew in his arms.

"You've got a real champ here, brother. You and St. Bridget must do a good job looking after him," says Brian, nodding toward the tiny statue. The present, wrapped in metallic green, is beside it.

apartment, and yes shes there :3 creepyshitking December 15 2010, 01:05:09 UTC

"..Yeah, I guess we do." He smiles a bit despite himself, moving closer to his brother in silent askance to hand the child to him. "You're really good with him," he manages to add, trying not to sound too surprised.

...ahaha are you tagging at work acrotomophile December 15 2010, 02:15:53 UTC

If Brian can tell he's surprised about it, he doesn't react; just responds to the silent cue and hands Harrison over, dutifully careful about it. "I know you probably don't remember, but I really did take care of you when we were kids. We didn't exactly have the most attentive mother."

Drug addicts usually weren't attentive. Not that Brian didn't have fond memories of his mother; he did, of course, despite the obvious one overshadowing it. He just also could look back and know the truth in retrospect. He'd spent a lot of time thinking on what he considered his previous life while he was growing up, and it kept the memories of early childhood from getting as hazy as they might have been normally.

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