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[designedtoparty]

[Grubby and cobwebby, Nathan is slouched on his bed, smoking a joint. He's definitely not feeling his usual self, looking a bit more withdrawn than he would normally.]

So, I think I died last night. Either that, or someone slipped me some really bad acid. [He stops and groans there, squeezing his eyes shut and dragging a hand down his face.] I don't know. I'm kind of fuzzy on the details.

On the plus side, immortal. So, I don't have to worry about that zombie shit the rest of you lot have going. Down side... actually, I don't think there is a down side to dying, in this case. I mean, it's that or I got raped by some big, beefy bloke while having the worst trip of my life. [Pauses, looking mildly disgusted as he pictures that.] Yeah... let's not go there.

[He waves a dismissive hand at the camera.]

Anyway, I have this letter... bill... thing. Just so you know, I didn't buy anything, so you can forget about me paying it. Thanks.

[He takes one last, long drag off the joint, then pushes himself forward to stub the end out and turn off the camera.]

Comments

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

Aaah, of course.

What about breathing?

NOT HERE or IS IT can you SENSE IT Hibari?

[antimafioso.livejournal.com]

[eiremagic]

Maybe a Browning.

audio; i knew these keywords would come in handy one day

[thenormalsquint]

You think? What are you smoking? [She might want some of it. Maybe.] If you died, then you're not exactly immortal.

[enterpainment]

You only think you died? Because isn't that the sort of thing you should be sure about--

[Jamie pauses long enough to listen to the rest of the entry.] ... You're immortal.

audio; thank god for Nathan and his willingness to do anything anywhere...

[designedtoparty]

Think. Yeah. It's skunk.

[God, why does everyone keep telling him thaaaaat?]

Well, what would you call it?

[designedtoparty]

Well, I'm usually sure.

Yeah. Great power, huh?

[designedtoparty]

Hey, if my feet wanted to they could definitely find out where I was last night.

If you goad him into suicide...

[designedtoparty]

I don't know. I haven't thought about it yet.

Maybe you could suggest something to me?

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

So why don't they and you can bring a gun?

[designedtoparty]

A Browning. Right. Okay.

[Trying to sound like he has something more than very basic gun knowledge.]

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[thenormalsquint]

Are you sure it's just skunk? I know it screws with your memory but not that badly.

[Because it's truuuuuue.]

I don't know, but I wouldn't call it immortal. How about just "mortal"?

[designedtoparty]

[A beat.]

Hey, I could actually do that, couldn't I?

audio;

[designedtoparty]

Hey, I think I might've noticed if there was something else in it. I wasn't even smoking it last night, anyway.

[Lies. He will deny that forever. :|]

I'm not mortal! You're mortal. I get to live forever.

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

Only up until you die. Which already happened, remember?

[But in case he doesn't...]

Do you have any idea what might have happened?

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[designedtoparty]

Yeah, but then I come back.

[If she could see him, he'd be giving her a look like she's an idiot. He may just be doing that, anyway.]

Some big bastard decided to murder me! That's what happened.

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[thenormalsquint]

Everybody comes back here, Nathan. It just takes a day or two.

[Well, except for Claire, Angela thinks. Not that she knows for sure if Claire can die in the City sense of things. She doesn't even want to ask.

By the way, the look is mutual, kid.]

I meant how. Who, too.

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[designedtoparty]

I know that! But I'd come back, anyway. I don't need to keep being reminded about how unoriginal this city makes out my power is.

I'm not exactly clear on that bit. I really did have quite a lot to drink.

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

Sorry.

[Somehow, Angela can tell that's a sore spot.]

Which explains why you're not sure if you died or not.

audio;

[designedtoparty]

I think I did. I'm pretty sure I did.

Just because I don't remember it, doesn't mean it didn't happen.

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

How do you even know?

audio;

[designedtoparty]

I remember coming back.

It's not like waking up from a nap, or anything.

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

{Now she's morbidly curious.]

How does it feel? Do you just wake up with a gasp like on TV?

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

If your flatmate brings you a gun? Aye! Y' can!

audio;

[designedtoparty]

It doesn't feel like I'm just waking up with a gasp. But, yes, probably.

[He pauses to think about it. It's not something he's really explained before.]

I think it's sort of like drowning backwards. You know... you come up. And there's air. And all of a sudden you're not being sucked under.

[Another pause.] Not that I've ever drowned before, but...