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"YOU HAVE REACHED THE VOICE MAIL BOX OF XXX-XXX-XXXX. PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE.
voice. text. in person.
texts and messages will go to one of three phones
1 burner phone - 1 burner phone - 1 standard issue phone registered to DoloresH4ze
NONAH, NC. #003
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Date: 2016-10-03 08:35 pm (UTC)You becoming my fan is not my M.O., babe. I would titpunch you so hard. I don't want a yesman dicksucker. I want people who are gonna be worth my time.
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Date: 2016-10-03 08:39 pm (UTC)[ She gestures impatiently. And swallows down the question, am I worth your time, because the last thing she wants is to seem like she cares. Even though she sort of does. A little. Mostly she's just curious. ]
You don't even want me to think you're right. So stop with that you know I am rubbish.
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Date: 2016-10-03 08:59 pm (UTC)Because I am willing to devote time and effort to showing you how right I am. If I think you are seriously and for real gonna be worth any of that. There's a difference between some slobbering sycophant and what I'm talking about, and I'm pretty sure you know that.
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Date: 2016-10-03 09:12 pm (UTC)Well. It'll take a lot of effort and time. I'm very self-righteous, you know. Which you'll have to put up with. And I'll try to convince you in return.
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Date: 2016-10-04 03:16 pm (UTC)Okay, I'm not saying we're hanging out, or I'm gonna supply you with regular updates. Climb out of my ass now, please, that is not how this is going down.
I'm proving it by the shit that will happen. And, I know, infrequency of contact is only going to give you time to write your impassioned speeches, but do me a favor and keep them to a three minute max, okay, because I have shit to do.
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Date: 2016-10-04 03:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-04 05:41 pm (UTC)[the Cold War is so eight thousand years ago to everyone normal, ok]
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Date: 2016-10-04 05:46 pm (UTC)[ She lifts her hand to point at Darlene. ]
No proxy wars. Only honest conflict.
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Date: 2016-10-04 07:08 pm (UTC)[She rummages in her purse for another cigarette. It's been a long conversation, okay.]
I'm not into painplay. Or honesty, T B H.
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Date: 2016-10-04 07:27 pm (UTC)[ She shakes her head and then holds out her hand for a cigarette. ]
Are you afraid to talk?
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Date: 2016-10-04 08:26 pm (UTC)I'm the strong silent type.
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Date: 2016-10-04 08:31 pm (UTC)[ Kitty actually shuts up a moment as she lights the cigarette. Her movements aren't entirely smooth - she's clearly not a frequent smoker - but she manages. ]
A revolution is nothing without words. A revolution without words is just a... [ She gestures with the cigarette a moment as she tries to figure out a good metaphor. ] An apocalypse. Mindless destruction unless you sell it.
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Date: 2016-10-04 09:20 pm (UTC)I didn't write the copy, Fidel. I wrote the code. But if you wanna get high sometime, I bet I can do the speeches from memory. Your supply. This will also surprise you, but I did not get points in school for sharing.
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Date: 2016-10-04 09:38 pm (UTC)I haven't got a supply.
[ But, because curiosity is a powerful force, she shrugs a moment later. ]
But I want to hear the speeches.
[ And then, after a moment - ]
Also, you gave me a cigarette.
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Date: 2016-10-04 09:53 pm (UTC)[She takes a pointed drag of her own.]
No supply, no speech. This is basic capitalist supply and demand, because like it or not, we're standing in a capitalistic hellhole, and I will use that to my advantage.
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Date: 2016-10-04 09:57 pm (UTC)[ A shrug. ]
But all right. Drugs can't be that hard to find, I imagine.
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Date: 2016-10-05 02:41 am (UTC)but instead she just laughs.]
Okay, cool.
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Date: 2016-10-05 03:13 am (UTC)[ She takes a drag, then says: ]
I'd tell you where I live, but you already know, don't you. Come by next week.
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Date: 2016-10-05 03:10 pm (UTC)[She flicks ash off the end of her cigarette, with a smirk. Then she heaves herself forward and tugs up the strap of her purse, ready to head off.]
See you around, old bag.