princessvegas: (013. we are the new americana)
Julie Lawry ([personal profile] princessvegas) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2023-03-27 07:29 pm (UTC)

[ His voice gets so hard, like he's upset with her, but what he says makes her laugh, cold and bitter. There's nothing in this land that could sway me, he claims, but he has no idea. How could he? ]

What about your life, Kyle? Are you willin' to have your back split open to the bone to protect me? Have your mind dug through like a dumpster? [ The viper seems to leer more aggressively at the edge to her voice. The ridicule in her tone. ] What about if it's me or Rhy? I know what that woman is capable of. I cleaned it up myself.

[ And that doesn't even take Marlo Reiner into account. Maybe her best option is to escape to Solvunn, out herself and let them hail her as some kind of prophet.

In her head, she berates herself. You're so fuckin' dumb, Lawry. You shoulda just told Sam and left it. But no, you wanted him back bad enough to stick your own goddamn neck out like a stupid turkey. The Singularity, distressed by her continued state of agitation, prods at her, tries to understand. The clouds overhead rumble loudly.

Julie throws up her hands. ]
I don't fuckin' know, Kyle. I don't know. I've never really been in this situation before, so. There's not a fuckin' handbook I got, "Bein' Able to Talk to God Rocks for Dummies" to help me out. Way smarter, more powerful people'n me can't do this. I don't even know if it matters for you to know. Like, shit, there's probably already eyes on me that I don't even know about.

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