If this is gonna happen, you need to listen. Pulling shit you're not ready for will hurt you, me, or both of us.
And since I'm on the wrong end of a chainsaw on the regular, I'm not signing up for losing a finger or pulling a muscle because you wanted to be a brat.
[ this — almost makes her feel bad. he doesn't know what he's offering or to whom he's offering it. maybe if he did, he wouldn't touch this with a ten foot pole. so add 'lying by omission' to her laundry list of offenses committed against her fellow survivors. ]
stop calling me that. youre speaking to your elder here
[ which makes it all the more frustrating, that Leon could possibly have something to teach her. ]
[ she thinks but doesn't say this is all so fucking stupid and pointless, because then Leon would just call it off out of spite. but christ does it feel stupid and pointless. the only reason she's come crawling back to him is -- ]
okay OBI WAN
like what
teach me how to throw a punch etc
[ you know what a punch is going to do to a thing like Michael? NOTHING!!! ]
( it's more of the same. it shouldn't bother him, at some point he should be used to catastrophic failure. he's been stuck in this Sisyphean loop for so long. what's another failure, another loss, another life.
if only it didn't bother him. things would be so much easier. )
[ why couldn't she have just fucking died, like Annie?
maybe she already has the answer to that question.
having a conversation with her is probably like getting whiplash, her moods swinging back and forth rapidly: despair and then spite, over and over. in one breath she's ready to lay down and die, and the next she's ready to stab him again. ]
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ok well spill em
i dont want you to be distracted
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If this is about trying to buy a flashlight off you with chewing gum, it was a limited time offer.
( he knows it's not but he's playing hard to get 💅 )
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who knows how long that shit has been in your pocket first of all
second of all thats now what i'm talking about
[ don't make her say it 😑 ]
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Your loss. It's Big Red this time.
( he could beat around the bush some more (he he) but he won't. mostly because he's curious. )
It's been awhile. Why change your mind now?
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maybe i want another opportunity to stab you again
[ or bite him or kick him or ]
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Cute. When I said train, I meant train. Not sit around being your pin cushion.
( you know what, now that she mentions it... )
It's still on the table. With conditions.
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oh jesus
what are they
"you cant stab me laurie"
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If this is gonna happen, you need to listen. Pulling shit you're not ready for will hurt you, me, or both of us.
And since I'm on the wrong end of a chainsaw on the regular, I'm not signing up for losing a finger or pulling a muscle because you wanted to be a brat.
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stop calling me that. youre speaking to your elder here
[ which makes it all the more frustrating, that Leon could possibly have something to teach her. ]
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when do we start
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( if she was trying to dodge that, NICE TRY )
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i will listen
happy?
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( why is he doing this again? )
Don't expect it to go anywhere fast. Krauser had me licking his boots for years.
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what the hell does that MEAN
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okay OBI WAN
like what
teach me how to throw a punch etc
[ you know what a punch is going to do to a thing like Michael? NOTHING!!! ]
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You can think that's bullshit as much as you want, but that's where we start.
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like you cant save the fucking world here
[ or even one miserable girl ]
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if only it didn't bother him. things would be so much easier. )
So, what. We should just lie there and take it?
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not necessarily
it feels good to fight back even if its pointless
you know that thing wont even let us die?
[ why couldn't she have just fucking died, like Annie?
maybe she already has the answer to that question.
having a conversation with her is probably like getting whiplash, her moods swinging back and forth rapidly: despair and then spite, over and over. in one breath she's ready to lay down and die, and the next she's ready to stab him again. ]
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