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I hadn't thought it wise, but considering they already seem to know everything, I did not see the point in not.
Mr. Locus, I'm calling to follow up on your interest in performing a bit of voice work. I'd like to schedule an appointment with you sometime this week for English recordings. I anticipate the reading will take approximately two hours.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask, and do let me know when you can spare a few hours to visit De Chima. Thank you.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask, and do let me know when you can spare a few hours to visit De Chima. Thank you.
Edited 2016-08-15 20:26 (UTC)
Wednesday or Thursday would suit my schedule best. If one of those works better than the other, please forward where I should arrive.
As it stands, I find no reason to not follow the rules laid in front of me.
Things always make a difference whether you see it happening or not.
[ S t O p. ]
[ S t O p. ]
I can't say. This is not how I intended to make amends.
[ God, this is so stupid. Make amends. Felix wants to ask who Locus thinks he's making amends to, wants to point out that nothing will ever bring back the lives of those they've killed or fix the lives they've ruined. But he doubts that that would be seen in the spirit it would be meant in. ]
What did you intend to do?
What did you intend to do?
Thursday will work well. We'll be recording in the office outside the biotech lab in StarkTech in De Chima. I can send directions from the De Chima porter if you need them.
[ No, it won't fix what they've done. But, it will make him feel better. At least, that's the idea, anyway. ]
Work toward that goal at home, not in some version of Earth that holds no connection.
Work toward that goal at home, not in some version of Earth that holds no connection.
[ Okay no, he can't not say anything. He just can't. ]
You can't erase what's happened. You can't bring back the dead. There isn't anyone to make amends to.
You want to be a hero again and bring in the bad guys like we used to do? Fine. You want to stop killing people completely? Fine. You want to help little old ladies with their grocery shopping and adopt orphans? Fine. Hell, you can weave baskets and sing fucking kumbaya around campfires. Do whatever you want. Be an upstanding citizen. Here, there, it doesn't fucking matter where and doesn't matter who sees you do it. What matters is that you're doing it for you.
Remember that? Or did you already do the only thing you ever wanted to do for yourself?
You can't erase what's happened. You can't bring back the dead. There isn't anyone to make amends to.
You want to be a hero again and bring in the bad guys like we used to do? Fine. You want to stop killing people completely? Fine. You want to help little old ladies with their grocery shopping and adopt orphans? Fine. Hell, you can weave baskets and sing fucking kumbaya around campfires. Do whatever you want. Be an upstanding citizen. Here, there, it doesn't fucking matter where and doesn't matter who sees you do it. What matters is that you're doing it for you.
Remember that? Or did you already do the only thing you ever wanted to do for yourself?
[ So not the response he was expecting. Part of him doesn't even want to reply. But, he will. ]
Do not speak as if you know anything of what I want, Felix. Because you don't.
Do not speak as if you know anything of what I want, Felix. Because you don't.
[ He writes and erases so many things. So many, many things, before he just gets too fucking frustrated and goes somewhere more neutral; ]
It's not going to happen again.
It's not going to happen again.
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