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[leftafield]

I really like this place. How's that? Now fuck off.

[fearsomefaith]

[ ...Oh. ]

[ Gideon stares unashamedly - there's enough about this man to convince him that it is his brother, but after all these years and so far from' home, what were the chances? ]

Jeremiah.

[leftafield]

[He whips his head BACK AND FORTH when he hears his name, ready to go into a defensive stance. The man rarely gets called by his name anymore, prefers to leave an alias with the people that fight and survive with him; it's easier to stay in the present that way. There's a very distinct and surprised frown. He almost can't think of anything to say.]

Gideon?

[fearsomefaith]

[ He doesn't need to nod - that spark of recognition was enough. He makes a movement - a small relaxation of his shoulders, a short exhale - as if to step forward and offer the other man a hug, but he seems to think better of it and check himself. There's a little moment of awkward realisation that although this man is his brother there's enough that's foreign and alien about him that Gideon isn't too sure what to think. He tentatively purses his lips and attempts a smile, albeit a pained one. ]

You survived...

[there's no surprise in his voice: of anyone Gideon had known, he knew that Jeremiah would have been able to take care of himself. It's just a quiet, meditative statement - something he has to say out loud just so that he can process it.]

[itwouldntbe]

I don't miss them.

[and he hopes no one was around to hear that.]

[defythehunger]

[ Too bad he did. ]

Do you feel obliged to tell them you do?

[itwouldntbe]

[He looks harsh, distant, unwelcoming the presence.]

It's none of your business.

[defythehunger]

That would depend on who "they" are, sulfur.

[ituncleared]

I told my parents I really like it when they visit. It makes me feel they're supportive, not like they think I'm 10 years old. At all.

[speaksfor]

Do they visit you very often?

[ituncleared]

[Bizarre guy.]

... More than necessary.

[speaksfor]

That might be a one-sided truth, I think. But there's not much someone like myself could infer beyond that.

Though...it might be a lie to persist, for the sake of good intentions, hmm?

[skinsack]

[ Monroe isn't very good at lying, least of all to himself: he knows what he is and what he wants and in his eyes pretending otherwise is pointless. ]

There's nothing to lie about.

[everybruise]

Clever!

[skinsack]

[ ...nope, not a word anyone has ever applied to Monroe ever before. He sounds defensive as he replies. ]

I wasn't trying to be.

[everybruise]

Wait, really? [shame, it would have been terribly clever.] Could've fooled me.

[forthismonster]

I'm really scared of him.

[ Wow, hey, hold on. What just tumbled out of her mouth? ]

[duplicar]

... So you aren't.

[forthismonster]

[ She turns to him, looks at him from head to toe. ]

I don't see how that's any of your business.

[duplicar]

Good, we have something in common.

Well?