02 - Video

[youngestone]

[Killian's at home today, on his laptop yet again. He's in the living room, and the observant might notice that the apartment is clean if obviously in a poor part of town.]

Okay so. I've....got a problem.

[It's very obvious that he doesn't want to ask for help but dammit, those statues are worrisome and so are all those damn cops.]

There are funny pink snake things about four blocks south of where we live, which that one guy already mentioned but, like I said, I live near them. This puts my mother in danger, and as far as I know she's perfectly normal. She's done nothing to be put in danger except, apparently, have me and I need to get her out of this part of town. Problem is...[he sighs] We're flat ass broke. She's got an okay job that could get her a place in a safer part of town, but only a one bedroom.

[He sighs again, scrubbing a hand over his face]

I need a job. And a place to live that I can afford. I was going to hit up the mall or something but thinking about it...that might be risky if this dangerous shit keeps happening. So...if anyone's hiring--for anything at all, I don't have a degree yet but I just need to take a test or something since I was homeschooled--or if anyone has a place they're willing to rent, please let me know. I don't care where it is, just so long as it's cheap. I turn eighteen next Friday, if that's a problem.

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[youngestone]

Yeah, uh. Just.

[He pauses]

...it might have been a pulse? Or something?

[betroth]

A pulse! [ ...SHE DOESN'T REMEMBER WHAT ONE FEELS LIKE, CRUD ] It almost sounded like a hymn.

[youngestone]

No...I don't think it's that. I think it...it might be about home? Or something?

[betroth]

A home in general, or... a home of yours?

[youngestone]

I...I don't know, really. The words mention a mountain...?

[betroth]

Have you ever been to one?

[youngestone]

Nope. We just passed through the mountain states, we never lived there.

[betroth]

I haven't either, so I'm afraid I wouldn't be any help. Do you... know all the words?

[youngestone]

Um...I think. I mean, I've never heard the song before so I don't know for sure but...

[betroth]

Maybe you should try singing it! Not to me, of course! But for yourself.

[youngestone]

What? Why?

[betroth]

You're not curious about it at all?

[youngestone]

Well, a bit, yeah, but what good would singing do?

[betroth]

They're lyrics, that's what they're for! I mean, that is... speaking them is very different from singing them.

[youngestone]

...point. I'd have to do it when Mom's not here, or after I get a place. Thanks for the help on the job, by the way. I don't have a cellphone or a house phone, but I can give you my email if your parents need to contact me.

[betroth]

You're welcome. I'd glad I could do something for you. And please feel free to contact me at [ number here ] with any personal information. We should be able to get started in no time!

[youngestone]

I will. My email's shortirishking at Gmail. It was my mom's suggestion and I was thirteen when I made it. Don't judge.

[betroth]

[ ...eheh

SHE MEANS, AHEM. ]

I'd never!

[youngestone]

[he rolls his eyes, smirking a little]

Uh-huh, everyone says that.

[betroth]

Cross my heart!