056 - Pretending Truth or Dare never happened...

[major_west]

I thought that hangover would never go away...

I feel as though I've exhausted the possibilities for recreation here. I almost wish there were another port, flood, anything to break the tedium. I can't believe I'm asking this... Does anybody have a board game?

Nevermind that. I'm not that desperate yet.

I just need... to get away something to do here before I go completely mad. Something more to strive for than 'don't try to kill anybody for X amount of days'.



What's the point of this?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He resists the urge to shrug] Henry's fine.

[He listens to the song for a moment before answering Elisabeth's next question] How... fortunate for you-- having familiar company, that is. [Although he is being sincere, there isn't a lot of conviction behind his words. He looks down at her fingers before responding in a flat voice] I'm an Inmate.

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[lady-mandarin.livejournal.com]

Oy, you've no sodding clue how thrilled I am to have him. Honestly, this place is full of nutters and I will need him for sanity's sake.

[She hears the tone in voice and manages to lightly elbow him (she's in the middle of the bench after all), shaking her head with a half-grin.] Is this the part where I remember sudden plans and stop talking to you, Henry?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[He blinks, then nods a little. He can understand the sentiment, after all] It is, that.

[He does manage to smile a little now, dropping some of the dour demeanor as she makes the joke.] It's the part where you threaten to lock me up for bad behaviour if I don't like your music.

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[lady-mandarin.livejournal.com]

[She throws back her head and laughs, not missing a key, not one note, looking from him to the piano.] Major West, if you do not enjoy my music and as such my efforts to entertain you, I shall lock you up for poor behaviour, yeah?

[Lis winks and starts to play Only the Strong (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZKb_nWXhAA)] I could sing too, but I'm afraid it's slightly rubbish. Have you been getting on well enough here?

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

Hm. My singing is much the same, I'm afraid. [He watches her hands on the keys for a moment, then nods] Well enough. Some of the people here are absolute pri--

[Stops himself]

Are not worth my time. Overall, it's an improvement on where I-- came from.

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[lady-mandarin.livejournal.com]

Then we'll settle for a lack of vocals, hai?

[She has a habit of slipping Japanese into her speech.]

Ah, well, suppose that's something then. Want to tell me about home or is that too personal? Or perhaps too painful to remember, as I noticed some are more homesick than others.

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[major-west.livejournal.com]

[It takes him a moment to realise what she meant by 'hai', then he nods]

It's probably for the best... for all ears in the area.

[Then his expression darkens a little and he becomes aloof again]

Too personal. And hardly worth discussing.

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[lady-mandarin.livejournal.com]

[She winces and changes the song to something more familar, hoping to bring him back out of the stoic mood. Lis chooses to play Greensleeves (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16n8OmsX0H8&NR=1), something light, festive.] Sorry love, yeah?

[Lis pursed her lips and watched the black and white keys as she spoke.] I'm from New York, though originally London. I have a twin brother and another one who is clinically insane. Before I became trapped in this body, my hair was blonde. I once dated a guy with wings but was daft and fucked that up. I love the colour purple, plum to be precise, and I am fluent in French, Spanish, German, Mandarin Chinese, and Japanese.