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i never think that people die. they just go to department stores.

Is there a way to block Warhol references on these things, or...

your fault for starting it in the first place. ask peter, once i get an idea in my head i refuse to let it die. he's said that a lot. usually at great volume.

[ neal caffrey + painkillers + isolation = pretentious drunk texts ]

Believe me, I regret it daily.

So how's it going?

[ subtle post-pirates check-in, yes. ]

i hate the medbay as much as i ever did. much fonder of being drugged, though.

[ they're painkillers, you fuckwad, not roofies. ]

Edited 2013-05-06 01:21 (UTC)

About that.

Do you want to talk about it? Or are you talking to me to not talk about things, as usual.

[ he works in medbay, he saw your face bro. ]

i mentioned it, didn't i?

but there's nothing to talk about.

[ everything is bad ]

Yes, but you mentioning things is not always a prelude to logical conversation.

I'm sorry.

i always make sense. not my fault no one's listened right yet.

so am i.

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If it helps, chicks really dig scars.

[ he knows that does not help. ]

And sorry again, I'll listen harder next time.

comforting.

[ he means 'thanks'. ]

it would be easier if i could just say it.

I try.

And so do you. Don't be so hard on yourself. I'd offer to bring you a beer, but I'm 90% certain that's against medbay policy.

i forged priceless roman coins and swapped them for chocolate ones. the british museum might not know yet.

[ to wit: ASK HIM IF HE CARES ABOUT RULES ]

Received and understood.

[ that would normally end in a 'captain', but no thanks. also yes that means he's bringing you beer. he's a nurse, he's allowed. probably?? ]

thank you, by the way.

[ he'll deny saying that sober.

also chilling in medbay, it's a thing. yo. ]

[ yes it is totally a thing and josh hates being here when he's not on shift so thank you for that buddy. still, he offers a broad smile when he shows up, beers in hand. just one each. yes, he's still a nurse, deal with it, there ain't gonna be no party here. ]

They give you any of the good stuff? And I ask that as a medical professional, I'm pretty sure booze and vicodin is still a bad idea in the future.

'The business of dog-killing is over for the day, the black bags are piled at the door' and then the rest of the line, too, I never liked that book as much as the language made me pay attention.

[ so that meant 'ask me if i care' and 'you're off duty'. somehow. ]

You offered, remember?

[ wow you earn a slightly knee-jerk side-eye for that mention of dog killing, sir, but he recovers quickly. well, sort of quickly. jesus christ that passed through the hipster event horizon.

which means the side-eye segues into a comfortably judgmental look, but he hands neal a beer while he settles onto a chair. ]

I did. And you're already making me regret it.

[ comfortably judgemental is a look neal adores. there's a reason he drives the people around him to distraction, and a lot of that reason is intense most cake needing dramaqueenitis.

the rest is god given douchebaggery. ]

Peter says that every morning at least three times over coffee, and he keeps letting me out of jail.

[ neal's life is special ]

[ wow isn't there a prescription for that or ]

... how many times have you been to jail, exactly?

[ he's only vaguely concerned. he's pretty much earned the death penalty at this point, definitely at least a few years. pot, kettle. ]

[ incurable. ]

Which side of the bars?

[ now he helps put people in jail, largely for doing shit he used to do himself.

y e a h ]

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[ not actually a clarification he was expecting, so he's surprised for a full second before he replies. ]

The wrong side. Why, have you been on the right side?

[ he sounds very skeptical. no offense, obviously. ]

[ with a weak flourish of one hand: ]

Neal Caffrey, FBI consultant. [ beat ] Ninety three percent conviction rate.

[ even trauma and the good shit cannot stop neal being smug. ]

[ oh right, that sounds vaguely familiar, in the sense that neal blatantly danced around that topic previously. but hey, direct answers, that's nice. time to up the stakes. ]

Wow, conman turned lawman. How very Frank Abagnale Junior. Doesn't that go against one of your codes? Something about thieves being thick?

I was working much earlier than he was-- I rerouted the bus system to try to get to school on time for once.

[ the beer makes him expansive, mixed with everything else in his system. ]

They're more like guidelines, really. [ he loves pirates lbr here. ] That's why I work with Moz, I don't do well in other crews. Not a fan of heists that lack elegance.

[ so sometimes he decides his partners aren't being good at life, appropriating the take and selling them all out. ]

Wilkes tried to shoot me after we worked together.

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i make love to your inbox on the the bathroom floor

i don't even like you

true you love me ps you should google that line js

i actually know that one!! josh doesn't tho sry but yes he has a soul ty

oh my god of course you know coetzee i love you

rubs hiatused self on you

ew groce melissa cooties why

grossssss

collecting every cootie tbqh