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[peacefulwinter]

[Monday afternoon. Winter's on the screen, looking better than before but still not 100%. This... isn't her room, though. Where is she...?]

I have... a little bit of a problem. I had a talk with someone a couple of d-days ago, and I'm not sure what to do anymore. There are things I want to do, but I don't want to put... my important people at risk. I've already almost lost someone dear to me because I was careless. I never- [She has to stop for a second; it came out a little too choked for her to continue.] I never want to have to experience that again. But I...

I'm sorry, I'm no-not really making sense. I want us to return to Las Vegas, once everything is said and done. There are still too many people that are going to be at too high of a risk without... someone to help keep them safe. But can I do that? Am I... being too selfish by wanting to go there again? Am I putting them at risk? I know I'm not forcing anyone to go, but... it's so dangerous, just like it was here. I don't know if it's something I can ask anyone to do. But I can't go alone. I'm not strong enough to do anything by myself. I know that, by now. Still... if I don't have to put them in harm's way, I want to. My friends haven't done anything wrong, either - they shouldn't have to pay for my desires.

I don't... I'm not sure what to do. Part of me knows that, sooner or later, someone has to go, and there's no real reason it can't be us. I just don't know if I can r-really ask them to follow me again, after what happened last time. Am I being too selfish? Or am I just overthinking it? Or... mmn.

I guess I'm just not confident about all of this. Not after what happened before. I don't... know what to do.

[After a second, she makes a frustrated sound, before shutting off the feed.]

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[abhero]

i’m fucking sick of this echo bullshit
FUCKING SICK
this crap got me FIRED today and now i have to explain it to mom and find something else
any suggestions for a 16 yr old that don’t include constantly dealing w/people
i don’t think i should do customer service anymore
god i HATE this personality rewriting shit I REALLY FUCKING HATE IT JFC IT’S RUINING MY LIFE

[Guess who echoed back an explosive temper that got him into a screaming match with a particularly rude customer. Turns out bosses don’t appreciate workers who call customers “you stupid fucking asshole” and throw their groceries on the floor.]

action; open post

[sassymaru]

[It's a pretty nice evening. Sunset, or about that. A nice breeze through the trees and...]

[There is a dog in one of the downtown parks. This would not be an unusual occurrence, except that the dog in question is about the size of a Great Dane, purple, and made of metal. Its eyes are also glowing -- orange, actually. Not that it thinks of itself as a dog, oh no.]

[It's a wolf, dammit.]

[The canine in question seems relatively unconcerned with the fact it's snooping through the park, without anyone else in tow -- such as an owner, or partner who should be keeping tabs on him. He -- because he'd be the first to tell you he is very much a "he" -- just seems to be out for a stroll, trotting about, and exploring. He's been in the park before, sure. But never like this.]

[Do you approach?]

[A) while he lurks in the bushes, watching you? Glowing eyes and all.]

[B) while he gives in to some inane canine desire and goes chasing after a wayward ball across an open field?]

[or]

[C) while he slinks off toward the park's restrooms, carefully looking around for any prying eyes... he left his clothes in there, after all.]