[026] I'm an optimistic pirate and I love my black spot

[notafuckingnut]

[PUBLIC -- video]

Why can't more shit that happens around here be like that? I mean, come on. Pirates, how is that not cool. I haven't had that much fun from the Admiral's shitty driving since Vegas. Just throw in Prohibition in Chicago and that's like...the trifecta.


[PRIVATE to Claire]

So that flood we had before was You were kind of

[Nothing sent.]

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[surrenders]

Last port. [ That should be enough of an explanation. ]

[notafuckingnut]

Well you were just doing your job. They can't hold it against you.

[surrenders]

[ A limp shrug to say it doesn't matter, they might anyway. ] Glad you had a good time.

You hear from Castiel lately? [ There's nothing in the question, just conversation. Might as well check in with you now instead of later. ]

[notafuckingnut]

Yeah. He woke up finally.

[a shrug. Not much of a conversation, but still.]

[surrenders]

Say anything to you?

[notafuckingnut]

Not really. He just asked about Barge comas mostly.

[...why?]

[surrenders]

[ A nod. ] How about before? He trying to help you?

[notafuckingnut]

He wanted to talk about how I died. And why. ...and what i was talking to you about before.

[and now he looks uncomfortable, like the next past is outright distasteful.]

And he wanted to talk about Claire.

[surrenders]

[ She makes a soft, nervous sound and makes sure she's turned around when she asks the question, neatening up something invisible. ] He knows about that?

[notafuckingnut]

He's my warden. Of course he knows. I don't know HOW he knows, but he does. ...probably Claire.

[normally he doesn't have this problem because they're dead, so they can't say anything unpleasant. don't worry, Lua, he doesn't suspect you. Mostly]

I don't think he believes me about it though.

[surrenders]

He listen to your side?

[notafuckingnut]

He LISTENED, sure. Don't think he bought it though.

[surrenders]

... you sure you remembered it right, Richie?

[notafuckingnut]

Of course I did. Why wouldn't I? Why would you even say something like that?

[surrenders]

Sometimes people don't. [ A roll of her shoulders like it's the most normal thing to have happen. ] You start telling a story, a guy who was there with you says "No, that's not how it went", then you think about it and remember he's right.

[notafuckingnut]

Yeah, but I KNOW what happened, okay? I was there.

[and now he's getting agitated and defensive]

[surrenders]

Didn't say you weren't there or you didn't see it. Just... sometimes there's a lot going on at once. Two people there, two different stories, Castiel isn't going to know who to believe, especially when people get mixed up.

[ She steps over to him and puts his hand on his arm. ] It's going to be all right, okay?

[notafuckingnut]

But I'm RIGHT. Whatever she says, I'm right. I know I am.

[but he sounds petulant, and almost like he's trying to convince himself as well as her. He relaxes at the contact though, albeit fractionally. Either way it seems to help.]

Yeah, I know. You believe me though, right?

[hopeful, almost pleading]

[surrenders]

You're telling me what you remember. Got that.

But she came over a couple days ago, okay? Sounded like there wasn't anyone for her but Jesse then.

[notafuckingnut]

Okay, so she changed her mind again, they worked things out. Whatever. I'm just saying.

But you believe me, right?

[More agitated; he's getting twitchy now, and no he's not going to stop asking until he gets an answer. He NEEDS an answer.]

[surrenders]

Know what you remember. [ Come on, Richie, she already told you what she thinks. ]

But if it happened that way? I don't know.

[notafuckingnut]

[He frowns.]

...So you don't. Because I'm right, that's what happened. And anything she's telling you...she's lying.

[A hint of desperation; he needs to be right, he won't know what to do if he isn't.]

[surrenders]

Told you it's all right, it happens, people remember things wrong.

I know you're not lying. [ This isn't about Claire, it's about him. ]

[notafuckingnut]

[However else she's been helping, she's not Seth, it's harder to accept the discrepancy. Seth insists, demands. Forces him to accept the alternative. She's only suggesting, it's easier to refuse.]

Yeah, but I... I didn't remember it wrong.

[But he's less certain of it now, it's hard to fit both truths together and make them a whole.]

[surrenders]

[ And she loosens her hold on his arm, letting him free before she pushes him too far. ] It's all right. Only thing that matters is you need to stay away from her. No matter what happens where.