[Carly reads that message and actually has to Re-Read it.]
I'm not going to ask what that thing he did was, since if it has you that scared it was probably something no one wants to put into words, but. Well first of all stay safe? We're not exactly 'unconnected', even if there's a good way to keep distance here..
Uh. Case in point, the second thing is what on earth have I been missing..!? I know I've been busy with the islands and with Jolyne but...geeze here I was about to make a happy little announcement on the comms...
No, no, you should make your happy announcement anyway, Carly. Someone should be able to.
As for what you've missed... not a lot, honestly. We've all been lying low for two months since the Fuschia Gym was robbed. And Hythlodaeus made me and Emet-Selch go to peer mediation with him and somehow we're friendly now. (It helped to find out that Emperor Solus zos Galvus was a part he was playing back in his old world and Emet thinks he's as much of a tool as I do.)
... you aren't pregnant, are you? I mean, I've assumed that Jolyne is cis, but I've been wrong before and then again, there's always artificial insemination.
And I'm glad too. Honestly, he reminds me of my grandfather a little. Same high standards and impeccable sense of drama—only Emet (I say with all fondness and respect) is a big old queen, the kind that Abuelito never could respect.
Sorry. I just thought. Well. That you were saying it wasn't the right time for the happy announcement because I'd told you Jack did something to *his* kid. And that *is* one of the traditional 'happy announcements.'
You were a better judge than me—but honestly, his persona did trigger my PTSD something awful back during those days. I had a lot of trouble thinking straight because of it.
Aww don't worry about that! Personally I'd say that getting out of a position where you're in any danger takes a hell of a lot more priority after all...
I mean, I'm not in immediate danger. I am worried about what kind of retribution he'll try *after* I break up with him, but at this moment, he doesn't know I know what he did. If I have my way, he'll never know I know. One of the reasons I'm lying low for a week is to figure out a plausible reason to make my exit that doesn't end up with me at the pokecenter.
(And also, because if worst comes to worst, I can claim 'going home' changed me enough that we need to break up. Hopefully it *won't* come to that, but. It might.)
He's not. I don't think there's any circumstances in which he won't be a sulky, snide bitch about everything at the very least.
But I'm fairly certain that if I officially break up with him because he treated his daughter unconscionably, even though that *is* a significant reason for why I'm breaking up with him, he'd react even worse, because I went behind his back to find that out, when I *knew* he wanted to keep the parts of his past involving his spouses and kid to *himself*.
And then, you know, he probably will want to know who told me. And he might even find the post from the boobies incident, which I have done my best to make sure he never sees.
So in order to protect my source, I need to figure out another reason to break up with him. Which can't be I want to see other people, because then he'll concentrate all his vindictive spite on whatever age appropriate male friend he'll assume I've been fucking behind his back.
That's why I need the week of brainstorming better reasons, to be honest. And why I might have to pay the 'oh no I went home' card if nothing else seems like it will work. That seems like the most likely way for him to be merely a giant bitch about things and not especially vindictive.
I mean at least he probably can't throw you under a bus work-wise...plus, I suppose it's actually pretty hard to do anything lasting in this place! My brain went right to a violent end, but you can't even raise a butterknife against someone here!
Yeesh...self-awareness without changing though...yikes.
It's difficult, but not impossible to hurt people in the long term, although you're right that there doesn't seem to be any way to make those injuries permanent. Back when Emet-Selch and I were feuding, there was an... incident in a stairwell, when he was blocking me from going down it, that ended in me shoving him and gravity taking its toll. He got healed of the worst of it at the pokecenter, but he still had to use crutches for some time. Ironically, if he'd broken his neck, that would have triggered our inability to die, poofed him to the pokecenter and healed him completely up--as well as left him completely sober if he'd been previously high or drunk.
(Which I *know*, because I've known someone it *happened to*... and yes, their utterly trashed state had a lot to do with the dumb idea that landed them in the pokecenter, immediately sobered up and very unhappy about it.)
It's also possible to beat someone 'to death' here--or to strangle them for that matter. Jack's told me the first happened to him once--well, that the beating triggered his trip to the pokecenter and the halving of his account, at any rate, which I assume *means* that they'd have beaten him to death if we *could* die.
And given that one of my greatest fears *is* being beaten to death...
(Which isn't to say that I think Jack would *necessarily* attempt murder against me if I broke up with him in the wrong way and left him especially vindictive. More likely he'd break some of my things. But *luckily* I've got everything that's completely irreplaceable smuggled over to my private room at the work lodgings via my briefcase over this last week and all my files from the recording room backed up. And all my pokemon are tucked up in the PC, safe and sound. Well, the framed newspaper article about Connie rescuing Fuzzles isn't moved over, because he'd notice if it was gone, but it's not the first thing of mine he'd destroy in a fit of pique anyway. My records, maybe, or my sound equipment.)
But yeah, at least the most long-lasting harm he *could* do *wouldn't* to my person at all, but to my things. At least we have the llama space god to thank for that.
Hihhh. I'd say I didn't need to know that but...no, no, it's probably good that I can keep this in mind for any worst-case scenarios...
I'd definitely hope he doesn't go that far though!! YEESH! Good job keeping everything is carefully stashed away though, hate for it to end up...glitter bombed or something on top of being smashed...
He did that once by the way. Not to me I mean but, you know. Nothing lasts longer than glitter!
I suppose part of what has me stressed out is that I *am* honestly attracted to one of my friends outside the company, it seems to be mutual, and what if Jack blames him? (Except I'm not sure if Jack knows he exists because I never did get around to introducing them before things got complicated. I guess I thought they'd eventually meet at my wedding.)
... I mean, it's not as bad as the very *worst* thing you could guess. As far as terrible fairy tale parents go, he's Mother Gothel from Rapunzel, not the king from Donkeyskin. Or-- fuck, my mind's blanking on anyone who got their kid hooked on drugs where withdrawal would kill them.
So I guess you *do* know the barest bones of it now, even if I'd still rather not give you the full gory details.
I just, fuck, I really don't know, Carly. I *knew* he wasn't a good or moral man, ever since Pewter. I did think of him as a *great* man, in the sense of Great Mean in (Future) History, but that's *different*. I just-- I don't know why it shocks and hurts me so much when I *knew* he was no more of a good person than I am.
I guess I'm so used to thinking badly of myself that unless that person stomps over my PTSD like Emet did when he first came here, I have trouble believing that someone else could be *worse*.
I was nodding along until you got to the last bit he W H A T???
Geeze my list might have more people on it but at least it wasn't anything as personal as that...
I mean, at least you can know that you're...a bit better than that? A lot better maybe?? Whatever things you might have done, I get a feeling it's not 'deliberately hooking your relatives on drugs'-level! So it's okay to be a bit shocked I think. I mean, I'm shocked!! And I was the first rocket here alone with the guy! I had a lot of time to get a read suffice to say.
...I feel like I missed something again on that bottom note, but we won't go there for now, I'm assuming it's over by this point.
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I'm not going to ask what that thing he did was, since if it has you that scared it was probably something no one wants to put into words, but. Well first of all stay safe? We're not exactly 'unconnected', even if there's a good way to keep distance here..
Uh. Case in point, the second thing is what on earth have I been missing..!? I know I've been busy with the islands and with Jolyne but...geeze here I was about to make a happy little announcement on the comms...
...delaying that now...
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As for what you've missed... not a lot, honestly. We've all been lying low for two months since the Fuschia Gym was robbed. And Hythlodaeus made me and Emet-Selch go to peer mediation with him and somehow we're friendly now. (It helped to find out that Emperor Solus zos Galvus was a part he was playing back in his old world and Emet thinks he's as much of a tool as I do.)
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Trust me I think it's better I delay it now.
Well, good to hear I haven't missed everything I guess...a peer meditation huh? I've never heard of that being a thing but I'm glad it's working out~
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And I'm glad too. Honestly, he reminds me of my grandfather a little. Same high standards and impeccable sense of drama—only Emet (I say with all fondness and respect) is a big old queen, the kind that Abuelito never could respect.
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No!
I don't even think people can get pregnant here!?
That's not it!! We're not even married yet!
[y e t....?]
Hahahaaaa...I had a certain feeling from him when I talked to him myself, but I talk to all kinds of people I guess...
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Sorry. I just thought. Well. That you were saying it wasn't the right time for the happy announcement because I'd told you Jack did something to *his* kid. And that *is* one of the traditional 'happy announcements.'
You were a better judge than me—but honestly, his persona did trigger my PTSD something awful back during those days. I had a lot of trouble thinking straight because of it.
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Anyway, no it's because you just broke up with the guy! Or are, anyway. It's really not the kind of news I want a moody Jack to be ruining for me.
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And my God, yes, he really would. What an *egotist*.
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(And also, because if worst comes to worst, I can claim 'going home' changed me enough that we need to break up. Hopefully it *won't* come to that, but. It might.)
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But I'm fairly certain that if I officially break up with him because he treated his daughter unconscionably, even though that *is* a significant reason for why I'm breaking up with him, he'd react even worse, because I went behind his back to find that out, when I *knew* he wanted to keep the parts of his past involving his spouses and kid to *himself*.
And then, you know, he probably will want to know who told me. And he might even find the post from the boobies incident, which I have done my best to make sure he never sees.
So in order to protect my source, I need to figure out another reason to break up with him. Which can't be I want to see other people, because then he'll concentrate all his vindictive spite on whatever age appropriate male friend he'll assume I've been fucking behind his back.
That's why I need the week of brainstorming better reasons, to be honest. And why I might have to pay the 'oh no I went home' card if nothing else seems like it will work. That seems like the most likely way for him to be merely a giant bitch about things and not especially vindictive.
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I mean at least he probably can't throw you under a bus work-wise...plus, I suppose it's actually pretty hard to do anything lasting in this place! My brain went right to a violent end, but you can't even raise a butterknife against someone here!
Yeesh...self-awareness without changing though...yikes.
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It's difficult, but not impossible to hurt people in the long term, although you're right that there doesn't seem to be any way to make those injuries permanent. Back when Emet-Selch and I were feuding, there was an... incident in a stairwell, when he was blocking me from going down it, that ended in me shoving him and gravity taking its toll. He got healed of the worst of it at the pokecenter, but he still had to use crutches for some time. Ironically, if he'd broken his neck, that would have triggered our inability to die, poofed him to the pokecenter and healed him completely up--as well as left him completely sober if he'd been previously high or drunk.
(Which I *know*, because I've known someone it *happened to*... and yes, their utterly trashed state had a lot to do with the dumb idea that landed them in the pokecenter, immediately sobered up and very unhappy about it.)
It's also possible to beat someone 'to death' here--or to strangle them for that matter. Jack's told me the first happened to him once--well, that the beating triggered his trip to the pokecenter and the halving of his account, at any rate, which I assume *means* that they'd have beaten him to death if we *could* die.
And given that one of my greatest fears *is* being beaten to death...
(Which isn't to say that I think Jack would *necessarily* attempt murder against me if I broke up with him in the wrong way and left him especially vindictive. More likely he'd break some of my things. But *luckily* I've got everything that's completely irreplaceable smuggled over to my private room at the work lodgings via my briefcase over this last week and all my files from the recording room backed up. And all my pokemon are tucked up in the PC, safe and sound. Well, the framed newspaper article about Connie rescuing Fuzzles isn't moved over, because he'd notice if it was gone, but it's not the first thing of mine he'd destroy in a fit of pique anyway. My records, maybe, or my sound equipment.)
But yeah, at least the most long-lasting harm he *could* do *wouldn't* to my person at all, but to my things. At least we have the llama space god to thank for that.
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I'd definitely hope he doesn't go that far though!! YEESH! Good job keeping everything is carefully stashed away though, hate for it to end up...glitter bombed or something on top of being smashed...
He did that once by the way. Not to me I mean but, you know. Nothing lasts longer than glitter!
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(And I really am sorry if I disturbed you by telling you all of that.)
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We'll just have to see though I guess...
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I suppose part of what has me stressed out is that I *am* honestly attracted to one of my friends outside the company, it seems to be mutual, and what if Jack blames him? (Except I'm not sure if Jack knows he exists because I never did get around to introducing them before things got complicated. I guess I thought they'd eventually meet at my wedding.)
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I'm going to be honest, Jack kinda has a reputation among anyone who's been here for like.
More than a year.
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Of course he has a reputation with the long-termers. Of course.
I feel so stupid.
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Hey don't feel stupid!! I mean. Honestly I knew he could be a bit off-kilter but not the full extent of things.
Technically I still don't, but I can guess to be fair. And, well.... ...you said yourself once that we've all probably done stuff...so...
[To be fair in the same breath he'd also insisted that Carly obviously wasn't in that bracket, but, well, too bad, Carly put herself in the bracket.]
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So I guess you *do* know the barest bones of it now, even if I'd still rather not give you the full gory details.
I just, fuck, I really don't know, Carly. I *knew* he wasn't a good or moral man, ever since Pewter. I did think of him as a *great* man, in the sense of Great Mean in (Future) History, but that's *different*. I just-- I don't know why it shocks and hurts me so much when I *knew* he was no more of a good person than I am.
I guess I'm so used to thinking badly of myself that unless that person stomps over my PTSD like Emet did when he first came here, I have trouble believing that someone else could be *worse*.
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Geeze my list might have more people on it but at least it wasn't anything as personal as that...
I mean, at least you can know that you're...a bit better than that? A lot better maybe?? Whatever things you might have done, I get a feeling it's not 'deliberately hooking your relatives on drugs'-level! So it's okay to be a bit shocked I think. I mean, I'm shocked!! And I was the first rocket here alone with the guy! I had a lot of time to get a read suffice to say.
...I feel like I missed something again on that bottom note, but we won't go there for now, I'm assuming it's over by this point.
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near to cutting?
Sounds good to me!
cut!