notafuckingnut: (consideration)
[...backdated to before Castiel's announcement.]

[SPAM for Seth]

[He doesn't even know what to do with this information exactly. Graduation. He'd never really expected it, not after everything he'd seen and everything that had happened, but there it was. Whatever the Admiral did was done, HE was done. He didn't really feel any different, but then he figured you probably wouldn't.

Before he left though, he had to make a few stops. Check in with Seth, tell him what happened. Make sure they were good, figure out where he wanted to go with it.

So there's a nervous Gecko brother knocking on Seth's door now, shifting from foot to foot.]



[PRIVATE to Lua]

There's a very sheepish looking Richie on his side of the feed today. He doesn't look embarrassed exactly, but he certainly looks out of sorts. He chews on his lip for a moment or three, and then decides to go for at least SOMETHING.]

So, um. I guess I'm done...?


[PRIVATE to Jesse]

[Take the levels of uncomfortable from before and multiply them by three and you'll get exactly how much he DOESN'T want to make this call. But the whole point of this is that he knows he SHOULD. So he should. So he will.]

Hey. Uh. So I just wanted to let you know that. Um. I'm sorry.
notafuckingnut: (look at my handddd)
[A few days after the conclusion of Better Living Through Chemistry.

The Richie that greets the Barge at large today is noticeably more subdued than usual. He blinks at the camera once, then twice, eyes tracking across the screen, across the room, distracted by...something, or so it seems; more accurately it's the lack of somethings, as if he's actually trying to physically find them, but that's neither here nor there.]


So...I guess there could've been worse things. At least the other me was kinda cool? Knew how to party. And shit.

Better than that dream shit, anyway. That was just fucking...weird.


[PRIVATE to Dracula]

...You didn't have to do that.


[PRIVATE to Claire]

[A couple false starts, but he kills the feed before actually sending anything; he can't get the words together so they actually mean anything.]
notafuckingnut: (...I grind my teeth)
Sooo.  What the fuck was that?  Stuck in a Disney movie?  What's with that, that's like...somebody's idea of a joke or something.  It has to be.  Or one of the circles of hell.  How can you land somewhere and it just....takes over everything, that doesn't make any fucking sense.

...And now I have all these weird-ass thoughts and shit and MAKE THEM GO AWAY holy fucking shit.

Also THANK YOU ASSHOLE for removing the censors; growling doesn't quite work the same way.

I fucking swear I'm staying below deck next time.

...And I can't find my glasses.  If anybody took them or found them somewhere, I really need them back.

[PRIVATE to Lua]

I swear I wasn't actually gonna eat you. [...probably.]   ...Even though I said I was.  I didn't mean it, you didn't have to take off like that the minute my back was turned.  [He might still be a little offended about that.]

[PRIVATE to Claire]

...Violet?  Really?

[Pause pause pause]

...And I guess I should probably apologize for kidnapping you.  [Probably.  Although he's not sure WHY he should.]

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Richie Gecko

It's a Dark Night

hot air hangs like a dead man
from a white oak tree
people sitting on porches
thinking how things used to be
dark night
dark night

the neighborhood was changing
strangers moving in
a new boy fell for a local girl
when she made eyes at him

she was young and pretty
no stranger to other men
but doors were being locked at night
old lines were drawn again

I thought things like that
didn't matter anymore
I thought all the blood
had been shed long ago

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