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THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES

Three years from now, whatever all the imPorts were called in for has been solved. The porter, in either a cruel motion or out of kindness, gives the imports a 72 hours before sending them back. It's not much time, or maybe too much, depending on the character. How are you going to spend the last time you have in the City? Maybe say goodbye to all of your friends, or finally get what you want out of it all? Will you conclude your relationship, or will things be left unsaid before you're ported out?

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Seriously? Are you being serious right now? [She starts off sad, so sad, but...

NO THAT ISN'T EVEN AN OPTION!!! SHE CHARGES AT HIM AND FUCKING PUNCHES HIM ON THE ARM I DON'T CARE ABOUT GODMODDING BECAUSE HE'S A WUSS AND THAT SHIT DESERVES A PUNCH IN THE ARM. IN THAT JUST RIGHT SPOT UNDER THE SHOULDER THAT LIKE IMMEDIATELY BRUISES AND STARTS TO ACHE LIKE ALL HELL.] You asshole! What the hell kind of thing to say is that? Fuck you! You're going to apologize right this instant, tell me you love me, and then we're going to order everything on the menu at Denny's and smoke until we vomit. [Saccharine-sweet with the most innocent smile attached to it:] Got it?

Edited (wow this is just alkdjgasgffffffffsadg) 2012-06-18 04:39 (UTC)

Ow, motherfucker! [ He's just going to rub it, and then he looks up sheepishly, still rubbing it. ]

What is it about people that when I say what they don't want to hear, they fucking punch me!? Can't we just--

I don't know, can't we just say goodbye? It's easier, and if we smoke, I'm going to say something I shouldn't, alright?

[He always says things he shouldn't. Sure, they might be more heartfelt than usual in this instance, but as if she gives a shit if he feels vulnerable about this.]

So help me, Mitch, I will hit you.

[ He's still holding his arm, and he gives here one of those patented "mitch looks" which is so awkward and hilarious, there's nothing anyone could ever say to make it better. ]

Look, do you want me to say if I'll miss you? Fine! I fucking will, if I remember it!

[Any other time, she'd just harass the shit out of him about it or make it worse. Make it so much worse.]

I laid out the plans. Don't make me repeat them. [Nothing says true love like being a hardass.]

But I don't have time for it! I need to hash things out in the government, and I need to make sure we're not going to leave a power vacuum! [ Always thinking about work.jpg ]

We've got three days. I have every confidence that you can make it work.

What about James? Don't you want to spend time with him?

I will worry about him. You just worry about getting the hell out of my sight and getting shit done. Otherwise I'm going to burst in and use all the magic I've got to fix whatever dumb little concerns the government here has, even if it leaves me vomiting up octopi and having seizures.

[Baby, she loves you. :(]

I--

[ He sighs a bit, nodding. ] Don't worry, I'll make sure we don't leave this place in a mess.

[ Dammit he hates this. He hates it. ]

Just, enjoy the next few days, okay?

I'll come find you a few hours before we leave, if you don't. Just remember that.

[There's no way you can leave her without a heartfelt, non-argumentative good-bye. And she'll kiss him with tongue if he tries to be a dick. So it's probably better just to do things her way, right?]

And accept that you're an idiot. And that I love you.