27. back. so, so, very back.

[christ_onabike]

[Paddy’s back. He knows this is on, just pondering what to say. Whilst doing so, he’s humming a few seconds of Last Rose of Summer. He's just that Irish. He also has reasons.]

Right, right. Sorry, I was trying to figure out just how long I’ve been gone. [Pause] Still don’t know; how long have I been gone? Did I miss much, or just the usual rounda

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[stardustmemorie]

Still here, my friend. It's only been a few days time.

[christ_onabike]

... fuck, really?

I've spent about eight months or more at home.

You alright there, kid?

[stardustmemorie]

That's.. intriguing. [he sounds much dimmer than usual, but definitely relieved to have Paddy back]

I wasn't sure you'd be returning.

[christ_onabike]

Just a tiny bit, yeah...

[There's a pause, and he comes back sounding just a little concerned,]

Everything alright there, mate?

[lt_n_uhura]

Paddy...

You...how are you?

[christ_onabike]

I'll be damn fine if we can have a conversation in five minutes. You know, of the private, non-pleasantry, actually constructive kind.

Think we can manage that?

[lt_n_uhura]

Of course, of course. Whatever you want right now, Paddy.

[christ_onabike]

Right, good. You'll be up here in five, yes?

[you_run_i_chase]

Where the fuck did you go?

[christ_onabike]

I fucking went home, Parker. Couldn't help it, so have you got a problem with that?

[you_run_i_chase]

If you couldn't fucking help it, you couldn't fucking help it. How the fuck can you go back when you're fucking dead?

[christ_onabike]

Yeah. I don't know how the fuck that worked. I thought I was dead, but hell, I managed to live through it and live for another fucking year. It's fucking weird.

[f_ckitybye]

And where the fuck did you fucking fuck the fuck off to, Maguire?

You missed the Great Kitchen Blood Cleanup of Whatever the Fuck Year It Is Here, you lucky shit. Other than that, it's the usual thumbs-up-the-arse action.

[christ_onabike]

I went home, no need to get pissed, it's not like I got a bloody choice. It just happened like that.

Why was there blood in need of cleaning up?

[f_ckitybye]

[...]

Right.

How's that fucking work, anyway? You just wake up and you're back on the estate or something? Admiral come and tap you on the shoulder?

Still not clear on the details, but from what I gather, some sick fucker decided to turn one of the wardens into a fucking jigsaw puzzle and left his calling card all over the dining hall.

[christ_onabike]

I don't really fucking know. I was back there...and instead of dying, everything just carried on. I didn't remember being here until I got back here.

...fuck, man. Talk about sick. Talk about making our lives fucking difficult.

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[thegooddrjones]

I've added a note to your chart, Paddy. Welcome back.

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[christ_onabike]

Ta. I'd say it's good to be back, but it's not, y'know.