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H-hey. Well, you're a fucking slave driver.

[ :| :| :| ]

Okay, what about a few bottles of good liquor?

Now that I can do.

Or let's just meet for drinks and I'll give you what I've got.

Shit, really? I can definitely meet you. Where?

Lounge is fine. I'll prop the door.

Be right there.

[ 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. ]

[He's got a table saved for them, two bottles ready. Glass in hand, he spots her and raises one in a greeting.]

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. ]

[Whiskey in one, vodka in another. He lets her have her pick.]

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.

Why? Honestly, and I mean this with no disrespect about your.. [ gestures at his face ], but you do actually have a face for one.

[ she glances at the bottles ]

Definitely vodka.

Heh. I've heard worse about my face. [He passes her the bottle.]

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.

Sounds like a reasonable set of rules.

[ she takes it and cracks the seal to unscrew the lid. ]

More than I can say about the Admiral.

What do you have to say about him?

[Hancock is always down for a good bitch session, after all.]

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. ]

Yeah, that's the kind of shit I hate. People in power who use it just to hurt other people.

[He pours himself a glass.]

What happened to him?

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.

[ she pulls her glass over and pours one, too. ]

Have you?

[He knocks back the glass.]

That's some party trick.

Not nearly as cool as making a recorder out of a carrot, trust me. But yeah, four times? And three visits to various purgatory's.

There's more than one?

Huh.

[Another drink, though it hardly touches him. Being a ghoul does have its drawbacks.]

That because of the god you were with?

I guess so. Well, every faith where I'm from seems to have its own version.

[ 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.

Yeah, don't mean much to me.

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.

Good thing. He's one of those types that you can't help but imagine killing a thousand different ways.

[ for the hundreds of ways he fucked her over. ]

Doesn't make much sense to me either.

Yeah, I got a couple of people like that.

[He sits back.]

So all that to say that you hate the Admiral, hm?

I don't hate him. Just don't think too highly of him.

[ 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.

Eh, I'm used to living under the whims of somethin' I can't control or reason with. You get used to it.

Cheater.

[ grins ]

I'm not going to sell you out if that's what you're worried about.

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