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LOVE CONFESSIONS MEME

DA RUUULES

1. Post as your character!
2. Reply to others with a character name.
3. They must confess their love to that character as ICly as possible.
4. No one is late if you say you are late I'll link you terrifying images or something.
5. Be hideous and prosper.

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[ He cocks his head, curious about where Mitch is going with this. ]

Sure. I mean... everyone's got a few regrets.

Well, yeah, but I'm talking one of those big ones. The ones that changed your entire fucking life?

[ He considers the question for a little longer. ]

I got a couple. But like you said... it changed your life, right? You wouldn't be where you are now if things hadn't gone down that way.

Shit, I'd still be here. I mean things back home. Shit, sure I wouldn't be in the same place, but sometimes I wonder if it was worth it. What we've done.

[ It's just as well they're at a full stop, because he actually turns to look at Mitch over the seat again, probably in violation of a million traffic laws. ]

Hey. It's water under the bridge, all right? You can't change what's happened in the past. But deciding where you wanna go from here - that's all on you.

Yeah, I know. [ He rests his elbow on the window sill, holding the unmarred side of his face while he looks out the window. Considering. Shit, this sounded stupid even to him. ]

Fuck, I don't know, what if I wanted to change direction entirely?

What, you thinkin' about quitting politics? [ Bradbury's voice is light, but really, if that's the kind of decision Mitch wants to make... well, there's only answer. ]

It's up to you. But I'm not gonna ditch you, if you do.

What? Fuck no. [ He won't give that up as long as he's still breathing. He makes a little sigh. ]

I guess I should've guessed you wouldn't. I couldn't get rid of you if I tried, huh? [ But he could. ]

Nope. [ Too cheerfully. ] Guess I'm stuck on you.

Guess so. [ A harsh little sigh. ]

Not that I mind, I guess. If I needed someone to catch a bullet, at least I know you're going to be there.

[ Spoken all too fondly. ]

'Course. Who else would wanna be your fucking meat shield? You definitely don't pay 'em enough.

That's alright, as long as you're around to make barely anything, we'll be alright.

[ Wow, this is how love confessions go?? ]

I appreciate it, by the way. The loyalty.

[ As if Bradbury gets enough of them to recognize one when it's so CLEVERLY CONCEALED!! ]

Wow, is that your way of saying "thank you, Bradbury, and by the way you're the best driver and a pretty awesome friend too?" [ He's grinning at Mitch in the mirror. ]

[ His lip quirks slightly. ]

Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying.

[ Without missing a beat: ]

Then you're welcome.

And next time, if you just wanna say that, you can do it without the run-around, all right?

What, and make it easy for you? Fuck no, you need to work for it.

[ God, thank fucking god he didn't read further into it. ]

Hey, dickhead, I've been working for it for the past four years. [ Half a beat. ] Give or take.

[ Truer words than he knows, maybe. ]

So, that means that in, oh what, four or so years, I'll tell you again, huh?

[ Wow. He really is a shitty person. ]

[ He makes a face. ]

What if I'm not around that long, huh? What if I get fed up and decide I'll go work for someone who actually appreciates me, like Vulcanus?

Vulcanus wouldn't appreciate you either, dick.

[ His lips quirk a little. ]

Come on, they hate imports, at least I'm the opposite.

[ Wow. Yeah, that's how he does it. ]

[ Nice one, Hundred. The Riddler would be proud. Actually, no, the Riddler would probably just laugh hysterically in your face. ]

Come on, they'd love me. I can actually pass for normal.

[ The traffic's picking up a little as they finally clear the worst of the jam, and his answer's a little distracted. ]

[ EDDIE WOULD HAVE PICKED UP ON IT AND ONLY THEN LAUGHED IN HIS FACE ]

Not according to them. They don't want to do shit with us, other than steal our powers.

[ Fine then, ignore his confession!! ]

[ YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO SPELL IT OUT IN NEON LETTERS, MITCH... ]

Well, I wouldn't let 'em steal yours. [ He's talking shit without really thinking about it, falling into the easy banter of conversation. ] I dunno. You think I could pull off the double agent thing? I mean, I'm no James Bond, but how hard can it be?

[ NO HE DOESN'T THAT WAS A CONFESSION HIS PART IS DONE. ]

I don't know, how good are you at lying? [ He eyes him through the rearview mirror. He knows how shit you are Rick. ] It's not easy lying about a hell of a lot of stuff.

I can lie, when it matters.

[ Maybe he's lying.

Right now. ]