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Ultimate Return of Son of Forge Contact

Just start talking.
[beep]

...I don't know. It's hard to predict, with him.

[Is that really honest? She presses her lips together.]

Probably. I don't really know why.

Why the hell wouldn't he?

[...er]

It's kinda his thing, that's all I've seen him do since he got here. Ah... you don't sound to bothered about if he does, though.

In the time since I've met him, he's... pursued me and tossed me aside so many times I don't really know why he bothers to do either one anymore. In the end, they only lead back to each other.

Anyway, it doesn't matter now.

Edited 2012-01-16 08:07 (UTC)

Maybe 'cause you kept lettin' him.

[There's a shrug here, even if you can't hear it.]

[The hardness in his voice, though, that's not difficult to hear at all.]

The fuck did he do to you? This time, I mean. Does he need his ass kicked or somethin'?

He threatened me.

Anyway, it's better just to let it lie.

What? What the hell kind of fucking asshole--

[...]

Forget it, there's no way that ain't a dumb question. Why'd I think he knew better?

Whatever. You want that company? I mean, you called me for a reason, right?

He normally does. I have no idea what got into him this time, I just--

[...... yeah, nevermind. She rubs her face.]

I didn't think it would be a good idea to just sit around and think.

Well you're right about that much. Now's not the time to sit around and mope. It's boring and it won't do you any good.

Sometimes quiet's the worst fucking thing you can do for yourself.

So where are you headed?

I don't know. I was going to go to the carnival with him, but--

I don't know what to do now.

Aahh... Hell, don't go back there. Carnivals ain't as fun as everyone acts like they are.

You ought to go tear some shit up. It'll be good for your head.