043 - FILTERED FROM JIM (using the raw power of his hatred)

[major_west]

I'm not used to people looking out for me. It's a funny sort of role reversal. This entire experience has been one strange, mad event after another and I don't know who I am anymore I feel out of sorts.

I don't know if I want to be here anymore.

Well. Anyway. The door's back.


[OOC: AS USUAL, whenever people get too close to him, he freaks out and pulls away. Strikes can be deciphered if you really care enough to squint]

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

I think that must be it. I don't enjoy being somebody else or, perhaps the problem is that I enjoy it too much.

Oh?

...thanks. I know I'm dour most of the time, but... I could try to be happy more often.

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[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

I guess the problem comes, when you can't see where you start and they finish anymore. As long as we're not that far along we're okay.

And don't worry about it Henry, if you have to try to be happy, then you're doing it wrong. Just don't freak out when it sneaks up on you.

When are we going to go get that coke?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

Precisely. I don't know how much of the 'change' that I-- or any other-- makes here is genuine, and how much is forced. How much of this rehabilitative process is truly rehabilitation?

I'll do my best.

How does right now work for you?

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[my-freeze-ray.livejournal.com]

Do you think you have changed much? Being here?

I mean, whatever they're trying to do to us, has it worked?

Right now works just fine for me. Dining hall?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

I feel less certain about... everything since coming here. Shorter temper, more easily frustrated. I don't know. I used to consider myself a very 'together' person.

But nevermind that. I'll see you at the dining hall.