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[zen_en_vert]

This post is addressed to those of you who were within the other world with me.

[And it's later than he wanted it to be, but the death had taken its' toll on him, and besides, there had been a great deal to consider. A very real, very loud part of him had wanted not to have to do this. To forget it all, to put the last six years of hell utterly behind him. However, he feels responsible;]

I've been here a few months, but I see now that I've been complacent. When I arrived, like the rest of you I found that my powers were gone. For me, that was a relief.

I don't remember hurting any of you down there, but my memories during a transformation aren't always the clearest. If any of you recall the green... thing, or were harmed by it in any way, please let me know. I'd like to make reparations in any way I can.

To the rest of you, whatever keeps the transformations from occurring is working again now that I'm... I suppose you could say up on the surface, or returned to this specific dimensional point. But since it's clear I can't rely on that to be true all the time, I think I have a duty to warn you. In the right conditions I'm a bomb waiting to go off, and in the event that something like this happens again, I'm probably going to be getting as far away from the you all as possible. Please don't come near me if you see me, and please don't try to stop me.

I'm sorry.

[With a small, composed smile, he disconnects the feed.]

Comments

[ffuckoff]

[Hey belligerence is always great in Fiona's book. It means she doesn't have to tread carefully, herself.]

Fiona Gallagher, resident concerned citizen. So does everybody do the jolly green giant thing on the planet you're from, or are you one of the chosen ones?

[zen_en_vert]

Oh wow, I've never been called the jolly green giant before.

[Dry.]

It's just me.

[ffuckoff]

Yeah, I figured, but I kinda had to get it out of my system before I exploded. I figured you'd understand the feeling.

Do you do weddings and Bar Mizvahs or is it strictly chaotic war zone only?

[zen_en_vert]

Rage brings the other guy out. So, war zones and things with inlaws.

[ffuckoff]

So what you're telling me is it's mostly a second date conversation.

[zen_en_vert]

Technically yes, except for the part where in this hypothetical I go on dates.

[ffuckoff]

Oh, I didn't know turning green meant a vow of- [What's the word-] celibacy. Unless it's contagious.

[zen_en_vert]

A, potentially yes, and b, I'm simultaneously on the run from people who want to weaponize it. And you can't fundamentally have a healthy relationship where one person will kill the other instantly if they leave a wet towel on the floor.

[ffuckoff]

Well, you can't have a fundamentally healthy relationship with anyone who leaves wet towels on the floor.

Ugh, sorry, that got- all in your private life, didn't it? I was trying to cheer you up, and then I think I just started bitching at you.

[zen_en_vert]

No, it's- shockingly all right. It's been the better part of a decade, I'm used to it. It's almost a relief to have someone ask directly rather than gently and concernedly imply.

[ffuckoff]

Oh, good, then, I'll just continue to pile shit on an almost complete stranger. Good to know my skills are useful here.

[zen_en_vert]

Let me tell you objectively and as someone who doesn't actually know you, you are sometimes too hard on yourself.

1/2

[ffuckoff]

[ffuckoff]

Lemme tell you objectively and shit that I'm only letting you get away with that one because I asked about your personal life.

[zen_en_vert]

[He smiles, as serenely and frustrating as possible. He doesn't say 'don't dish it out if you can't take it,' but it certainly hangs in the air, a tiny bit of a challenge.]

Sounds reasonable to me.

[ffuckoff]

[And Fiona... laughs.] So does the vow of celibacy mean no drinking, or is that still on the table?

[zen_en_vert]

Moderation is everything in life.

[ffuckoff]

So only lite beer.

[zen_en_vert]

[He chokes.]

I usually just limit myself to one of whatever.

[ffuckoff]

I wasn't asking you to get tanked! You just seem like you need a drink. But then again, what do I know, I'm too hard on myself.

[zen_en_vert]

You implied I routinely drank light beer.

But you're right. A drink doesn't feel like a bad idea right now.

[ffuckoff]

I'm pretty sure that one's on you.

Well, if you ever need someone to be moderate with, I probably could, too.

[zen_en_vert]

[He almost thinks better of it, then decides;]

Sure. Yeah. Let's-

[ffuckoff]

I usually get off work late. Call me when you're up for it.

[zen_en_vert]

Same. I have evenings at the clinic.

[Bruce is the most socially awkward, isn't sure if this is the moment to set a time, or just let it be open- he just ends up looking mildly confused.]