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dexter the decidedly dreadful ☢ ([personal profile] cryingontheinside) wrote2020-10-22 07:42 am
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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
Hey. [There's a pause before she presses on trying to sound both formal and supportive at once. Really it just seems a little strained. She feels an emotional connection to some woman who has no idea who she is. She's dreading what could happen to her.]

I know now isn't exactly the best time for this kind of talk but, I like to have things in order. I only know her from those fake memories but, it is how we really met so it's too late to start get picky about it now.

... Let me just get to the point. I wanted you to know that when the times comes I can protect her. Easily. Just let me know when.

[There's a pause.] Bruce is the talker but, I'm pretty good at sitting with people. If you just want to have someone around for a while I can do that.

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's more nervous than when he calls Candy, but he also knows it will be easier to pretend, and that's a strange sort of comfort all its own. ]

Sitting is nice, [ is all he can manage at first ]

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Are you free now or do you want to schedule it for later?

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
I'm free. [ for the next eternity. ]

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
I'll be there in fifteen minutes.

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dexter is sitting in the living room, the house completely silent when the knock comes. It almost makes him jump.

Instead, he goes numbly to answer the door, opening it for Elektra wordlessly, before returning to his personal couch-cushion sanctuary.
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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[She steps inside holding two boxes of eggo waffles. Yes, this is how she chose to use her fifteen minutes; getting her bodyguards to take her out for waffles.]

Are you hungry?

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's not, but he's also Dexter so he nods. ]

Did you get blueberry and chocolate chip?

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
I did. [She says this so matter of factly; like she comes to see him with waffles every day.] Those are your favorites, right?

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't ask how she knows that. She is Elektra, after all. ]

Right. .. I appreciate you coming by.

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[She heads over to use the toaster.]

I appreciate you letting me. I don't like doing nothing especially after I made a commitment.

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He leans over the back of the couch, watching her. ]

A commitment?

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes. [She'll be going for plates and syrup.] I had two choices after that virus ended; ignore what happened or accept the way I felt regarding all of you.

Since I picked the last one, it means all of you are my responsibility. I have to take care of you the best I can. That sounds a lot like a commitment, don't you think?

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't have to take care of me, Elektra. But I .. feel the same way. You're like a second adoptive family to me.

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's putting more focus into her task than necessary.] That's right. You have more experience in this than the rest of us.

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-27 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I guess I do. [ a frown as he glances to the TV, which is off. ]

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-28 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[She places two plates down with waffles. That's right she's going to try to stomach this food.]

Do you want to watch TV while we eat?

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-28 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Uh. Sure. [ he turns on the TV, not really paying attention to where it lands. then picks up his plate of eggos, carefully pushing them into small pieces with his fork ]

Thank you.

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-29 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
You're welcome. [She glances over at his plate before copying what he is doing.]

So I haven't really had these before. Do most people like them?

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-30 07:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ that causes a small, amused snort. ]

Yes, Elektra, most people like them. Have you never had waffles before?

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-30 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Elektra shoots him a look biting into a piece of it out of spite.]

I've been on a strict diet since I was a toddler. Waffles don't exactly fit into it.

[She sulks for a moment before adding.] I might have had couple of times when I was very little. My mother and I used to sneak away from our bodyguards together for fun and she'd let me eat whatever I wanted until they found us again.

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-30 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ His face falls a little, mabe a bit sympathetic. ]

I don't know the meaning of the word 'diet.' [ stone-faced as he bites into a blueberry wedge ]

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[identity profile] namedfortragedy.livejournal.com 2011-01-30 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[She grins.] I figured that out a long time ago. You probably couldn't survive an hour on what I eat in an entire day.

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[identity profile] creepyshitking.livejournal.com 2011-01-31 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
I couldn't survive without doughnuts, period.

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