[040] I had visions, I was in them

[notafuckingnut]

[PUBLIC - video]

I got an idea. A brilliant fucking idea.

How about we just...don't get off when the ship stops. I mean...it's pretty much always some shithole, an' even when it isn't you can't stick around. So what's the point in gettin' off at all? Just tie yourself down if you gotta, or stay off the damn deck period, and fuck it.

Then at least we wouldn't have everybody so fuckin' pissed about it all the time.


[PRIVATE to Lua]

How long I gotta stay on this shit again?


[PRIVATE to Seth]

Can we do something? Like...I don't even care what. But I'm going fucking stir crazy over here. And you owe me.

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[notafuckingnut]

No, not...I'm okay. It's fine, whatever. I was just...wondering.

[surrenders]

You hearing stuff again?

[notafuckingnut]

No... Well, I mean. Yeah, but. It's not that, that's normal, I can ignore it, it's fine. It's just...

[Shift shift, fidget fidget.]

When most people take shit. Like, 'cause they've got an infection or something so the doc gives 'em a scrip. They get to a point where they don't have to take it anymore 'cause they're fixed.

[surrenders]

[Right to the point of things, for once; she can tell when he's being evasive and all that stuff about "until it clears up" is a way of hiding what's worrying him.] You can't ignore it. Nobody should have to live like that.

[notafuckingnut]

It's not like it was before. I don't have to listen.

And anyway. I take enough that it drowns it out completely I can't think period.

[surrenders]

You never told me about that part.

[notafuckingnut]

...never told you what?

[surrenders]

It's still there.

[notafuckingnut]

Well...'cause it's fine. I mean, that's not...

I was just wondering how long I gotta be on 'em. Not...that's not even the problem.

[surrenders]

If they're not working right, you gotta go talk to the doctor. I can take you, or Seth.

[notafuckingnut]

It's not that though. Why does it...

I'm just asking a question.

[surrenders]

Long as they work, Richie. It doesn't get fixed like when you break something. He didn't tell you that?

[notafuckingnut]

[Mutinously.]

You were there.

["You know he did."

Doesn't mean he can't hope anyway.]

[surrenders]

I'm sorry. [She knows it isn't what he wants to hear.]

[notafuckingnut]

I know.

It's not your fault.

[surrenders]

[It is, a little; if she hadn't made him start they wouldn't be having this conversation. She's not going to contradict, though: he quits, someone else might get hurt, and inside his head sounds like a better place to be than it was.]

Like I said, if it's not working right, you go and get them to fix it.