I'm gonna fight 'em off--

I'm gonna fight 'em off--

Whistler

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(no subject)	[Mar. 29th, 2007\|09:43 am]
OOC: deleting this journal. I'm not even going to bother trying to find people to RP with anymore.
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Meme because I'm killing time until the sun goes down.	[Feb. 19th, 2007\|01:25 pm]
No, I will not say where I got this from. ( Well it's a good thing my birthday actually IS in February, then, isn't it... )
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[Feb. 19th, 2007|11:31 am]

[	Current Location	\|	the roof, as usual.	]
[	Current Mood	\|	nostalgic	]

I realize it's been two weeks, but it kind of took me that long to come to terms with what happened.

In the course of ashing Joe at the Eagle Bar (not to mention his bouncer, night cook and dishwasher), I discovered that there's a door at the back of the bar which leads to, get this, a multiverse crossroad. Yeah, not kidding. So I thought to myself, hey, why not see if anyone in the multiverse crossroads can supply ammo. Because I had to ash Rex the Asskickery Dealer, too. This Reaver thing is getting far out of hand, I'll just quickly note.

In the interest of getting to the point, I found an arms dealer. I also found a King. Well, he actually found me. He and his constant assertions that I cannot possibly carry any more weaponry on me without being officially labelled a weapon of mass ~~distortion~~ destruction. Note: typing and seat-dancing make for typos.

This King, this version of him, lost his Abby. Details weren't gone into, which is good because he didn't look like telling the story would be good for his emotional recovery, and I frankly am creeped out by the thought of another version of myself out there that got killed. I guess I can count myself lucky that I can still hold out a hope that my version is out there somewhere, looking after Zo and trying to get back to us. Two years is a long time, though. I could be in exactly the same boat as this other King and just be deluding myself. Probably am.

I guess I'm not as infallible as I lead the Newb to believe. If I were I'd still have my version of King, and our Zoe, and Daystar would've worked...

And Dex is giving me that look like he's omnipotent and knows I'm being self-loathing to my LJ again. I'll stop. I'm fucking lucky he survived, actually. I think I would've given up if I'd had to face this alone.

Back to the story, the King I met offered to help us out, and I can't say as I declined. It feels really fucking selfish to take him up on it, because on one hand, I'm doing it because we need the help, and he's kind of like... a ready-trained, shoot-em-first-and-don't-bother-asking-questions-at-all Plan B. On the other hand, maybe I just want King around and I'm far gone enough to not really care who or what version he is. And if that's the case, I'm agreeing to his offer for entirely wrong reasons, and I should tell him so.

I guess it's both, but yes, I should do that. I probably won't, but I should.

Also, I really have no intention of traumatizing the shit out of his Zoe. Because it seems like, from what he said, she's been through quite enough.

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