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 Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 1:33 pm
"I guess that's...that's the problem.... B'sides blowin' things up or... Or singing a song about it, I dunno my... My purpose. I'm not good at leading like Jordan. I'm not... Good at strategy besides just... Blowing it all up and punch til it stops moving. But that's not a good way to make friends..." He sipped a bit more as though the liquor would make it all clearer.
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 4:38 pm
Sasha watched Jerry closely.
"Nobody says you have to be any of those things. You only need to be taken seriously, Jerry."
Sasha kept an eye on the level of his drink, adding more when it got a little too low.
"I take you seriously, but only because I know you well. These new trainees don't take you seriously. They don't respect you."
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 4:44 pm
"No," He huffed, glowering down into his drink, brows furrowed, "They don't. And I- And I even sang them the UPDATED wake-up song, too! They don't know- they don't know how lucky they are to have a nice, supportive group easing them into life here, y'know?" There was a danger of drink spilling as his hand arched around to point a finger at her while still holding the glass.
He switched hands.
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 4:56 pm
"That's what I'm talking about. You sing. Nobody takes that seriously - I am certain that your friends appreciate it, your close friends, the people you trust - but, Jerry," Sasha leaned in just enough to top off his glass. The scotch was reaching alarmingly low levels.
"Nobody wants to hear you sing, not when they don't know you."
She paused.
"Not when they can't," what was the word she was looking for, "appreciate you."
It wasn't quite the right word.
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 4:58 pm
His brows furrowed, "But... but I like it. It... it puts me in my Jerry Place."
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 9:22 pm
"So you do it on your own. In private. Find your... Jerry place."
Sasha took a small swig of the scotch, baring her teeth as it tore down her throat. Capping the bottle, Sasha tucked it against Jerry's side.
"We should go shopping. Well, once I'm allowed leave. Get you a haircut. Maybe some new glasses."
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 9:25 pm
He wobbled a bit, digesting it, "I guess... I could... save it for special occasions.." He did want to bring back the Hunter Choir... it just didn't seem the same without Sasha there.
He drained his glass. "That... that would be nice. I'd like that. Us out and about together I mean. It doesn't... doesn't mean anything- I mean It does mean something. A lot of things, I mean well it means something to me but I mean between us I mean..." He was drunk and words were hard.
"I gotta' make 'em reshpect me. You think... you think new glashes and... and not singing would do that?"
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 9:27 pm
Sasha pressed her lips in against her teeth, watching him closely.
"I could.. help you. As a favor, for helping me."
She let out a low hum.
"When do you feel... most powerful, Jerry. The most confident?"
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 9:30 pm
"Most confident?" He wobbled, thinking it through, "When I'm... when I'm performing I think. Just the music, y'know? Flowin' through you it'sh not... not about you it's about the sound and I feel good when I do it-" That probably wasn't what she was looking for.
She said no more performing in public. It pained him, but maybe she was right.
"I like... I like blowing things up too... s'like... s'like y'know. Orchestration. Tumtidilies and... BWOOOOMMMF!! And... and controled chaos and... yeah."
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 9:34 pm
Sasha pursed her lips.
"Does... anything make it easier for you to cope?"
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 10:31 pm
"Ummmm... I dunno..." He swirled the liquid around in his glass. "Humming? Drinking certainly does, ahahahaha..."
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 8:09 am
"If we take music out of the equation completely, Jerry, you are left a mess - but if we add juuuuuust a drink, one little sip just to calm your nerves - and only a sip, nothing more, mm? - where will you be then?"
It was almost too easy, really. He was such a lovely disaster.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 10:00 am
"M'not s'posed to drink. If Simonimon found out I'd be a dead man," He frowned.
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 10:07 am
"What you need is someone to watch over you. Someone to make sure you don't go too far into," Sasha waved a hand, "drunken territory. Someone to give you just enough so that you can function."
She slowly smiled. It would be... fun, having something to take her mind off of her own troubles.
"Don't you want to function, Jerry?"
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Posted: Thu May 30, 2013 10:13 am
He wobbled, eyes suddenly filling with alcohol inspired tears, "I wanna be function, functional... I tried to ask 'bout pills they said they said tough and and learn to deal with it but I can't, Sasha, I'm not like you..." he shifted around on th couch to flop in a way he could hug her ankles.
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