[fail private entry] 002

[cryingontheinside]

[Dexter hasn't tried to lock this so much as, given up. He has no one else to discuss any of this with so he's putting his jumbled thoughts here - and since all his locks break under the supreme wisdom of the community, he's not giving it the satisfaction this time-

based on last night's episode, spoilers ahoy]

You think you know a person until the truth comes pouring out, like so much blood. Maybe my foster sister and I have more in common than I thought; perhaps, she could even-

But there's Lumen now. And this feels right. Unlike anyone I've ever encountered.

It's time to let out my primal self and show the world who Jordan Chase really is. Or at least, my world. A world Lumen has somehow infiltrated. And now I'm not so much responsible for her as she is my equal. Suddenly, Harry's Law is not Marshall Law and I feel myself making it up as I go along...

Tick tick tick, as the man in question would say. That's the sound of your life running out.

Yes, Mr. Sparks, I will take it. I will take what I want and you won't stop me. I'm only following your advice, after all.

And even as I feel my ritual changing; evolving -- I am not frightened. I do not dread this break in routine. I relish it, I want it to come, more than anything else I've ever-


DDDers, I have a very important question for you all, and I implore you, if you are reading this please take a moment to answer to the best of your ability. Do some people deserve to die? Or at the very least, not deserve to live?

Comments

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[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

Obviously. A decent person would never throw a young man into this kind of business without proper training.

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[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

Obviously.

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[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

... Now... Who are you?

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[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

Dexter Morgan. Maybe more than a curious party.

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[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

I already knew your name.

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[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

.. I know.

Who I really am is a much longer story.

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[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

And you do not intend to share it, I presume?

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[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

It's only fair, I guess. You shared your story.

I witnessed my mother's murder when I was three. The first policeman on the scene became my foster father, Detective Harry Morgan. He saw me for what I was, and shaped me into what I am today.

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[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

And... What are you today?

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[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

A serial killer, I suppose. In the plainest terms. But I only kill those who truly deserve it.

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[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

And who deserves it, in your point of view?

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[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

People like me.

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[killerbaseball.livejournal.com]

... Interesting.