127 - WHY YOU GOTTA DO THIS, BARRON?

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Comrades, if anyone has had any... uh...

[Pause.]

Comrades, could anyone who knows Barron Sharpe personally, just let me know how they first met him?

[BARRON >C]

Comrade, you know, there are normally people who would be prepared to help you with things even if you don't change their memories first?

[Sigh.]

You tried to change Mr. Nygma's memories, and I know that under normal circumstances, being hit on the head with a cane would be considered a punishment, but I think I need to actually punish you for this first, Comrade.

[HOW DOES HE DO THAT? Oh God. Sam only ever told him off and made him feel guilty.]

I... am going to take your shoes. No more shoes allowed. For a month, Comrade.

[ADMIRAL :C]

Please take Barron's shoes away from him.

Comments

Re: Spam

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

[She's just going to snicker quietly into her glass.]

And here I was thinking it'd already be alphabetized.

Re: Spam

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

I have grown lax in my filing techniques lately, Sister. It had fallen into disarray.

Spam

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Did everyone's least favorite creepy mind-alterer even attempt to check up on you?

Spam

[buywithme.livejournal.com]

Not that I recall. He has some memory problems though, it probably didn't really occur to him.

Re: Spam

[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Huh. [At least that makes for some compelling poetic justice. She throws back the rest of her drink, then sort of wretchedly says:] I spent half of it pretending I was a superhero so I could look after somebody I didn't need to. I dunno.

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[buywithme.livejournal.com]

[Prefect drinks some of his coke, considering this. Before offering, a little lamely:] Don't be offended by this or anything, Sister? But it kind of seems like you're quite good at that. [He takes another little sip, before adding:] Who were you looking after?

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[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

Cissie. The blonde chick, into archery? She's one of Kirk's friends. [She offers this up as a possible explanation as to her caring rather than 'she's Tim's friend' or 'I was curious to see who she was before she became the sort of nutjob who'd date Sylar', which are both closer to the truth. She gives Prefect a sidelong glance.] Whaddya mean, 'quite good at that'? Did I develop a reputation as a caregiver while my back was turned?

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[buywithme.livejournal.com]

She was Beatty's warden! I know her. [Prefect chirps up! He likes Cissie. Then he shakes his head.] I meant... [He kind of meant that between looking after tiny Kirk and tiny Cissie, he has KIND OF NOTICED that she keeps an eye out for him, because he's a bit of a man child. But he suspects that she wouldn't thank him for saying so.] ...I just meant that aside from the occasional cat-burgling and beating deserving people up, you seem to be pretty responsible when the Barge gets crazy.

[Pause]

If I turned into... I don't know, a small animal, or... suffered from brain damage? Then I'd trust you to either remember to give me access to food or get me to the infirmary.

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[gotgreenmagic.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs.] Yeah. I would. Same for Tim, Parker, Kirk - anybody else I care about. I guess Cissie's more an acquaintance but - evidently it still counts.

[She hops over the bar rather than circling around it to fix herself another drink.]

I'm just...not crazy, is all. I would prefer that my friends not starve to death or stick their fingers into electrical sockets or whatever.