You know, despite being a slave driver, you win for being a decent temporary warden so far. Then again, I've only had one other and I think she disappeared.
[ she flops herself into the seat across and eyes the bottles to see what they were. ]
He reminds me a little of the dickbag god I harpooned. A smug bastard who knew he could pull the shit he did because he could. Used people and their feelings for others.
[ Laura's voice presents the intense loathing she has for Wednesday, words clipped, her tone short. ]
The God? Oh, he's dead. Whether he stays dead is a different thing. There's always some fucking loophole when it comes to resurrection. I mean I died a bunch of times and I'm here.
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[Equally amused.]
You're working double shifts just for asking.
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[ :| :| :| ]
Okay, what about a few bottles of good liquor?
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Or let's just meet for drinks and I'll give you what I've got.
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[ laura doesn't bother with a goodbye and gets herself up to the lounge in a timely enough fashion.
she peers inside and sees him. ]
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[ she flops herself into the seat across and eyes the bottles to see what they were. ]
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You let people in Goodneighbor hear you call me a slave driver, they'd laugh you out of the damn town, sister.
My temps disappeared on me, too. Two of 'em. So don't go getting any funny ideas.
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[ she glances at the bottles ]
Definitely vodka.
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I'm just a guy who became mayor after seeing the bullshit going around and decided I needed to do something about it.
I don't run a tight ship. We help people who need helping...and we hurt people who need hurting.
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[ she takes it and cracks the seal to unscrew the lid. ]
More than I can say about the Admiral.
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[Hancock is always down for a good bitch session, after all.]
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[ Laura's voice presents the intense loathing she has for Wednesday, words clipped, her tone short. ]
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[He pours himself a glass.]
What happened to him?
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[ she pulls her glass over and pours one, too. ]
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[He knocks back the glass.]
That's some party trick.
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Huh.
[Another drink, though it hardly touches him. Being a ghoul does have its drawbacks.]
That because of the god you were with?
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[ she downs the few fingers worth in the glass while the second part of his question registers ]
The God I was with? Oh, that was Wednesday. Or, Odin as he tends to be known.
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There were gods and such where I'm from, but there were crazy fucking people in the wastes who worshipped the radiation, too.
So it's all nonsense to me.
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[ for the hundreds of ways he fucked her over. ]
Doesn't make much sense to me either.
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[He sits back.]
So all that to say that you hate the Admiral, hm?
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[ she downs the shot that she's been staring at ]
What's your take on him? You probably don't think he's all that bad given your a warden.
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