08: Voice/Spam: "Makes me sick, motherfucker, how far we done fell." -Bunk

[omar]

[Public, Voice]

[It's rare for Omar to say anything on the network at all, and rarer still for it to be anything of actual substance. In the wake of the port, though, he can't stay silent. The chatter on his comm is telling him that he was far from the worst offender there, but that doesn't matter: he broke his own rules, the code he's held to since he was just a boy, and that's more unforgivable than murder to him.]

I know we all done a thing or two down in that place, and I know most of us ain't none too proud of any of it.

[That doesn't mean apologizing is easy for him.]

If I... done wrong by you, you let me know. I'll see to making it right.

[Private to Bruce Wayne]

No hard feelings here, man. That were the right way to play it. [Similarly, this is more or less a "thank you".]

[Private to Castiel, after the above]

Little bird tell me you was real busy this port, Castiel.

[Spam for Anya]

[This is the one he remembers best, even though he's never met the girl in his right mind before. After Bruce and Selina's arrival, Omar got back into his note-taking habit -- jotting down addresses, habits, and so on on his shipmates -- and it's hardly any work at all to pick out the new door.

He leaves a note, the writing neat and even, steadier than he feels:] Someone once said to me that "A man's got to have a code." You don't know me, but hurting someone like yourself ain't in mine. Right mind or no right mind ain't no excuse, either.

Omar Little owe you big now. Cash it in quick.

[Spam for Leslie]

[Then there's the part only his warden knows. He doesn't want to talk about that at all, but he knows she will. It's not so much beating her to the punch as trying to nip it in the bud when he shows up at her door, jaw tight and eyes hard, with a homemade and rather makeshift bandage around one hand.]

Comments

private; audio

[theonlyresponse]

[Bruce can't text very well with his other hand, so audio it is. He sounds a little hoarse, and very tired. 'You'd have done the same if it had been me' is already a given for people like them, so he elects for something practical.] Are vacations like those common?

private; audio

[omar]

We done stopped in port before, plenty of times, but...

private; audio

[theonlyresponse]

-- that's the first time this happened to you.

private; audio

[omar]

'Fore now, even when I wasn't me, I was. This time, I was me, but I wasn't.

private; audio

[theonlyresponse]

[There's a long silence. How do normal people console their friends?] It's over now.

private; audio

[omar]

Is it?

private; video

[trenchcoatedly]

Yes.

private; video

[omar]

What was it got you in such a fine mood?

Re: private; video

[trenchcoatedly]

I wouldn't have referred to it as fine.

[Castiel is in the greenhouse. He looks away from the communicator, down. His voice is soft, meandering. Sorrowful.]

My doubts and fears. Brothers I'd slain. Old rules I stopped following. Logic that made sense, but I should have known.....I should have realized what happened to me.

private; video

[omar]

[Something in him relaxes slightly as Castiel goes on. The question had been, was it him or the hotel? And while Omar might normally be a little harsher even on the latter, he can't exactly when he went and attacked someone under the influence himself. Something in him relaxes, and looks a little sorrowful, too.]

Happened to a lot of us.

Re: private; video

[trenchcoatedly]

I would have killed everyone if we didn't come back.

I can't let that happen again. But... I don't know how to stop it.

private; video

[omar]

Seem we all got that problem, too.

[substandard_parts]

There's nothing that makes you feel good like being made into a radio for the undead.

[omar]

That what that was all about? Couldn't make heads nor tails of all that.

Private; text

[fridgetothefire]

[She doesn't how he would know that she isn't the sort of person he's 'allowed' to hurt. Frankly, she thinks she probably is. But she's certainly not going to say that.]

Mr. Little -

I understand that many of us were adversely affected over the course of our stay in the Overlook Hotel. I was not entirely in my right mind myself. However, if you feel it necessary, I do appreciate your overture. By 'cash it in quick', are you stating your preference to see the debt promptly paid, or implying that it will expire?

Sincerely,
Anya

Private; text

[omar]

Anya,

I mean I'd be real obliged if you'd tell me the terms of repayment sooner rather than later. It's been a long time since I had me a debt on my name. I prefer to keep it that way.

I do appreciate your forgiving outlook, though.

Sincerely,
Omar

Private; text

[fridgetothefire]

Could you meet me in one of the library reading rooms? I'd like to talk in person, I think. Perhaps the nook in the history section, the one with the green door, around 8, unless you have another preference.

Sincerely,
Anya

Private; text -- thank you for reminding me he WORKS THERE /o\

[omar]

Anya,

8 AM or PM? I'll be up in there tomorrow anyway. During business hours, so to speak.

Omar

Private; text -- lol I know how that goes. You're welcome.

[fridgetothefire]

I had PM in mind. I'll expect to see you then.

Sincerely,
Anya

Spam?

[omar]

[Normally, he'd choose another time for her -- he gets off work before 8, and he doesn't relish the idea of staying around longer than he needs to. Having a steady job is bad enough as it is. But right now, he's thinking that making demands isn't going to help him any, so in the end he sticks around after his shift ends, lounging in the reading room with a copy of The Giver. He's nearly finished when she arrives.]

private; text

[persuadeyou]

Let's just forget the whole thing.

private; text

[omar]

That's just fine by me.

private; text

[persuadeyou]

[She was going to leave it there, but maybe an hour later, she's coming back:]

Was it just the hotel?

private; text

[omar]

Excuse me?

private; text

[persuadeyou]

You were going to hand over Loki. I want to know if that was just the hotel's influence.