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[The floods in Iowa, yet again, did a pretty decent amount of damage. While most of the water may be gone, that doesn't mean his room hasn't had its fair share of mess. The carpet is still soaked, as is the tile in the bathroom. His room alone looks like a tidal wave went through it not too long ago. There's boxes and papers and dirty dishes just about everywhere. A bag of dog food got tipped over at some point and Mitch looks a little heavier and much happier. And then there's Maddie, who has been a wave of destruction all on her own. Every corner in the place has some fecal matter in it, thanks to her.

On top of it all, there's Jack, who is in a Hawkeyes t-shirt from 20 years ago and a pair of boxers, slumped on his couch and snoring loudly. Floods take a lot out of him.

Date: 2010-08-19 08:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Guess who just came back from the camping trip against his will and decided to check up on Jack? This failure at life, if he had a choice he'd keep pretty much checking up on the neighbors and cities who flooded - but Headquarters thought it was fun to put him on a trip.

While he didn't mind it by all means, he was antsy to get back because he knew how things quickly fell apart when he wasn't around. And sure enough, when he came back to Jack's room it looked terrible. Not as terrible as he found it when he was sent on the mission from Lou to watch over him and made sure he ate but still nasty. For example there was a lot more poo in the corners of the room, he had to stab various monstrosities and abominations crawling in the sink, from dish to dish he could swear that mold was mutating, and the floor was a lot more sticky.

Either way, cleaning feces was nothing new to him (he had a farm at home, of course he's going to keep animals clean) the state was taken surprise at the condition this room had slipped into, he could only imagine what it looked like in the state itself. With proper cleaning supplies in hand and dressed for work, Gabe stomped over with his heavy workboots in front of the couch dropped all the cleaning supplies in front of the sleeping state. This would have made a lot of noise understandably so if Jack manages to sleep through that I would call it nothing short of one of the great wonders of the world.

Gabe says no words, but his face clearly shows how much he approves of this situation.

Date: 2010-08-19 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

What the hell are ya doin'?

Date: 2010-08-19 09:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ To be fair Wisconsin dressed up to get on his hands and knees to clean isn't that much of a scary sight. It in fact, looks downright comical in some ways - what is terrifying about it is the noises, possible angry swearing in German, and flying critters one might see if they get into his way.

Now a wave of endless Eli is terrifying, all of their eyes simultaneously piercing into someone's soul - if one stared into them too long, a person could get sucked into it, their physical structure shifting, twisting, as time itself seems to s l o w down. Until they find that stare a comfort. However when that happens, it's too late and they can never escape the mediocrity.

Thank god that's only a nightmare, huh?

Gabe clears his throat before he speaks.
] Cleanin' your room - it looks like hell again! Did ya even eat properly while I was gone or did your pets get into the food?

Date: 2010-08-19 09:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Probably the second. And I ate...a tortilla with cheese on it. It was pretty good. []

Date: 2010-08-19 09:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Maddie, it's best you keep hiding. Gabe is a terrifying force, you don't want to get stuck on the ceiling fan or anything. Speaking of which, Gabe probably has to clean that too - there has to be a terrifying amount of dust up there. However, he can be taken by surprise.

One can only imagine, being stuck in a sea of mediocrity means their eyes will constantly be on you. Now this is where I think you're wrong, they are not going to devour you. They are going to feed you, force you, meal after meal of their delicacies so you would slowly forget what you made. You wouldn't be able to compete with them if you enjoy their food after all.

He stares down at the bag of kibble in disapproval - only to grab it and lift it up onto the table. He will clean up what is left on the floor.
] Ya need an actual meal. After I'm done cleanin' up this pigsty, I'm gonna make ya somethin' proper to eat! And feed your pets somethin' too - they're startin' to look like fuckin' Crawford's fatass cat. Don't make 'em like that.
Edited Date: 2010-08-19 10:00 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-08-19 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ She will have to watch from afar, Gabe will distract her if she attacks him. He has survived the terror of Illinois morbidly obese cat. He can survive this ferret.

No one should do it. No one. Bless your stars that it was only a dream, Jack.

Considering how quickly to work he's getting on cleaning the various messes on the floor, and his oncoming tirade? You bet he's a Bossy Betty.
] No, I am your neighbor sent to check on ya by your brother! It is my duty to make sure you're in good condition, ready to work, and that you're in tiptop shape!

[ The state is wondering whether to get rid of the rug completely now due to the water damage - that and it's ridiculously stained up. Perhaps a bonfire would be suited later for it and he could easily make this a wooden floor - it would give him something to do and make things a lot easier to clean up as well. It would certainly awkward though for his pets, so he's thinking about this carefully. ] How are ya feelin' otherwise?

Date: 2010-08-19 11:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

You're makin' it sound like you're some kinda lady-in-waiting. Is Lou like, torturin' you or somethin'?

[] Uhhh, I'm okay, I guess. Tired, mostly.

Date: 2010-08-19 11:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Gabe has noticed that small wavering out of the corner of his eye as he tosses some rather disgusting pieces of funk, feces, and other fascinating objects off the floor. This is probably going to take Gabe all day to get to his standards. However in many ways the state is a giant hypocrite - as he has got considerably more thin with his excessive drinking and not eating as much. The flood on his end of the spectrum hasn't been kind either and he might be a running a slight fever. ]

Absolutely not anythin' of the sort! I'm just worried 'bout ya cause your brother told me to check on ya. I owe it to him in ... some ways. I suppose. It's the least I can do for him, ya know? [ He's one of the only people I can trust. Something inside of him wants to say that, but it merely comes out in his mind as noise, grating, pumping, and pain. Luckily, he only winces and shakes his head while he continues to speak.

Gabe however continues cleaning, in a hurry making sure to keep a good eye on his feet because he doesn't want to accidentally step on anything that may scurry across the floor.
] Ya guess? Did ya get any proper sleep, or...? [ He pauses, that must have sounded strange to Jack, so he continues. ] I know it's kinda hard to sleep in a mess like this... so I'm just concerned and so are the rest of your friends, ya know?

Date: 2010-08-19 11:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

What, did ya lose a bet?

[] Sleepin' in a mess isn't doin' anything to me. Just sleeping without resting. Ya know what I mean?

Date: 2010-08-20 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Considering the shade of the floor, Maddie is less of a target by far. But Gabe is not focusing on the animals just yet, he's focusing on the mess all over the floor.

Hope she didn't roll around in Mountain Dew or something and that is the reason she's yellow or Gabe is going to have a firm scolding to you of ruining your beautiful pet's fur coat!

Nah, as I just said I kinda owe him it? That and you're a neighbor, it's my job again to always be there for ya, since Sven seems a bit busy with other things, ya know? I know his ... husband of sorts, Will? [ Wow, that bag is filled up by now, time to get a new one. ] He is kinda disaster prone if ya remember.

[ Gabe pauses for a moment, to shake off his headache. Truth be told he hasn't got enough sleep either but it's not like you can tell if he drank too much or didn't enough sleep - either way he constantly has bags under his beautifully attractive bloodshot eyes. ] Ya still shouldn't sleep in a mess, ya know?
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Well, yeah. I dunno, I'm just kinda surprised 'cause... [] What the hell are ya pokin' me for, lady?
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Good thing Gabe has brought like twenty garbage bags with him. If he needs more, he will go back for some more. He will scold you for ages about this though. ]

Don't be surprised, people care 'bout ya and that's a fact. Nothin' will ever change that, even if it seems like you're forgotten 'bout - all right? [ He isn't looking at the scar, in fact he's more focused on plates, tearing up whatever boxes there might be so it fits easier into the bag.

He makes a small side comment, not really looking at him while he continues to clean. He still has the rug to deal with it after this but he has to pick everything up first so it isn't hell.
] Is one of your animals by ya?

Date: 2010-08-20 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

No, I'm not sayin' I'm surprised about that. I mean, okay, I get it, I got some really good friends and it's nice that they watch out for me. But I'm more surprised that ya went out of you're we to do so.


Huh? Oh, yeah. The little monster over here. []

Date: 2010-08-20 01:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Gabe might actually evict Jack from his own room to work on making it better. Though he has to think where Jack would have to stay during that time. Gabe would suggest his own room but it isn't perfect particularly with his own flooded bathroom but he's just having a pump to push everything outside.

There's probably going to be a pond or something just outside of Headquarters soon. At least it's clean though, other than the beer bottles that are scattered.
] Well... I suppose, but Lou told me to do this for ya. And despite my... episode with ya. [ He said it like it was filthy, disgusting, the shame was hinted heavily in his and it weighed him down. The more he thought about it, the more the headache came back. The more memories happened to sneak back in from that incident and overwhelm him he -

Wouldn't let that happen again so he bit the inside of his mouth. Yes, it wasn't a good idea due to his mouth now filling up with blood but it stopped whatever threatened to come back. He could always just swallow it and continue working either way.
] Lou trusts me enough that he told me to look after ya. And I do care 'bout ya. 'Cause that's what neighbors are supposed to do!

[ His voice was chipper, optimistic, and he gave a wide smile while cleaning. Even if he only repeated that mantra to convince himself he was a good person. On principle, he gave a smile at Maddie in return since it was towards Jack. Red meets blue. ] Ohhh... She's gonna need a bath after this, ya know?
Edited Date: 2010-08-20 01:39 am (UTC)


Date: 2010-08-20 05:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com
[] I guess I'm kinda thankful that we're... Ah, I dunno, that it's in the past. Still sucks to think about it, but I really can't say 'thanks' enough.

[] Um, have ya ever given a ferret a bath before? []
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Gabe is not allowing you back into the room until it's clean and that's final Jack. He does not like messes and this is unhygienic, the fact you fell into the condition was the last straw!

But the more Jack brought up what happened, the more sick that Gabe felt - but that might have been because he was swallowing all the blood that was filling up his mouth. Not that it bothered him too much in outward signs, but it was more the fact Gabe worked by a set of rules. Rules that may have made him look strange to most of society but the fact was these rules were the set that made him never go out of line. Gabe knew there was something wrong with him, there always was for as long as he could remember - which was only a hundred or so years. But he always hated that he got treated like an animal behind a cage at every opportunity. How each stare was as if they were looking at something that was going to attack them at any second, their eyes having something in them that he could only describe as either fear or contempt. This was not likely the case, but Gabe constantly read things like this.

He smiled as he tossed more paper plates into the garbage bag and swallowing more blood that was filling his mouth. Making sure to lick his teeth before speaking, even if he felt very queasy from lack of sleep, swallowing blood, not eating, and continuous drinking.

I'm glad we're past that too Jack! Remember one thing though - what happened wasn't your fault. I can understand if you're scared that I'm gonna go do another ... episode on ya. But I told anyone if I act up again like that, they have all rights to stop me by any means necessary. That includes ya.

[ He continued to smile, and yes he meant by any means necessary too. He told Lou and Will, plus he knew if it came down to it Lena would have no problem with getting rid of the problem at the source. If Gabe lost himself, she would do the right thing.

However he had to stop focusing on that, he had to keep cleaning because that was doing something. He could have some worth here besides his own selfish desire to get back home - even if he knew being at home would be better because nobody would have to deal with his fits directly. Cleaning Jack's room and taking care of him now was a bigger priority.

Cheerfully chuckling, making sure to of course to swallow more blood he commented. He never did wash a ferret before.
] Nope, never gave 'em one! I figured ya knew how and could do it actually after this room was cleaned up! Ya need to do somethin' after all instead of just lyin' around - it's unhealthy, ya know?

Date: 2010-08-22 04:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Yeah. Don't know what I'd be able to do, though. Kinda something I never wanna deal with. But, um...


Uh, same goes for me. If I ever... [] Don't be afraid to stop me, either. I mean, I don't think ya would have a problem with it, but yeah.


An' please don't tell Lou. He still doesn't know and as asshole-ish as it might be, I don't want him to.


Y-yeah, I can try. She's usually kinda defiant durin' baths. []

Date: 2010-08-22 10:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Gabe found that funny to hear that, tilting his head curiously at what Jack said. Jack was a nice state, who only spoke the truth and never once did anything hurtful (that you could remember) that would be lasting.

There were a lot of things that Jack could do, Gabe thought as he tied up the bag of garbage while cleaning up more. Killing wasn't always an option, that would be the last option. But perhaps locking him up away from hurting anyone else. Gabe wasn't going to suggest it though because he had already a large amount of discomfort in his voice, how Jack blamed himself for this situation while it was Gabe who got out of hand. It was him who didn't keep self control, who was the monster. Bad things happened to him for a reason. Insults were tossed at him because he was asking for it, he did something wrong. But Iowa was not asking for it that one time, he was just being himself and Gabe lost control because he couldn't keep his own issues to himself.

Oh why did Lou send him to take care of him when he was so unstable that he could hurt someone else. His eyes were stinging as he thought this, but he assumed it was just what Gabe was taking in and the ridiculous mess in the room.

Gabe was well aware of how terribly uncomfortable Jack felt around him, how each time he'd glance down at that scar he made whenever he just so much was mentioned and the guilt ate him alive. What began out as a silly joke that Gabe could laugh along side with in his own eccentricities each time in media slipped down to how blood thirsty, monstrous, terrifying, cruel, and unusual Wisconsin could be. It was a slow process, that drifted from silliness of a woman calling herself in for drunken driving to someone keeping a dead corpse in their bathroom which made national headlines. They always took the crimes that went too far and emphasized it all over the news, they made it a spectacle and it absorbed into their psyche. False rumors would fly about that "Wisconsin has the highest brutal murder rate in the world!" and it weighed him down. It could happen anywhere but as he heard those cute chuckles that "they had so much dirt on him" - his stomach churned. Perhaps from the blood, perhaps because of the distress, it didn't matter.

Those rumors hurt as much as the facts.

Gabe swallowed more blood - his nose was beginning to bleed now too so he snorted more back as it pooled down his throat with the rest. Had to hide this, he'd take care of his problems after everything was solved in here. It would be a few hours but he held in bigger issues for much longer. This wouldn't be a problem.


I don't think I will have a problem with it 'cause ya got self control! And all I'm sure is that ya need someone to be there for ya so ya don't go out of hand in the first place. As long as ya know someone is there for ya, ya won't ever lose yourself. I know none of us are the perfect neighbors, but even if ya are rejected a thousand times for aid we will try to lend a hand to ya.

I... am mostly doin' it now because at home I'm sometimes not able to. Ya know, being a state and all. I'm not happy bein' idle here, ya know? [ He nearly gags on the blood, but keeps swallowing it. It's making him sick and he will have to excuse himself eventually but he needs to get this done. ] And nobody deserves to be left alone to rot.

Well, I imagine she wouldn't be that hard to give a bath.
Edited Date: 2010-08-22 10:05 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-08-23 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

You okay? You're not lookin' so good right now.

Date: 2010-08-23 02:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Gabe chooses to deliberately ignore what he heard that concern as he continued to let more blood go down his throat, while filling up yet another garbage bag. His steps are actually impressive - but it's likely because he learned to function like this after years of drinking. He felt sick, but he's years of practice to keep himself from vomiting. If it ever happened to come up, he could push it back down and he could easily just play it off as nervousness.

He realized that was suspicious, so after he tied up this bag he commented while opening up another.
] Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm more worried 'bout ya, the floods made ya fall into hell. Besides, I've been given a mission by your brother if ya remember!

[ Now so Jack couldn't get back on that track. ] How is it like to take care of a ferret? They seem like a lot of work to take care of!

Date: 2010-08-23 02:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

It doesn't matter if he told ya to or not. I'm...kinda self-sufficient, so ya don't have to do it all for me if you're not feeling good.


Um, she's a handful. Kinda messy but worth it? I mean, obviously. I've kept her around forever.

one of two

Date: 2010-08-23 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Like Gabe is going to admit he has a problem, if he has a problem he will just ask FEMA! Sure they rejected and declined him already, but he is positive he can get it. He just needs to work harder at it, and give more details on the damages.

However to comment he was not feeling good made his gaze sharpen for just a moment for him to emphasize in his most confident, firm voice -

He asked me 'cause I was the most responsible person for the job and am the only one here without any problems weighin' me down! You've been livin' in your own filth for a month so I can't see how that is 'kinda self-sufficient".

two of two

Date: 2010-08-23 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ He nearly threw up, so the blood mixed with alcohol slipping up his throat tried to come out - he swallowed it back down while he rubbed the back of his head. It hurt and burnt badly as it went back down but he sighed afterward.

Smiling again going back to the ferret, focusing on it as he continued to clean rather violently, the only thing that seemed to hint otherwise there was something stirring a bit.
] I can imagine so, any animal for companionship is worth it! I never had any but my cities have some...
Edited Date: 2010-08-23 03:08 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-08-23 07:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Ya sure about the 'problems' part?


Date: 2010-08-23 07:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ The blood was pumping in his head as he was beginning to have a dizzy spell - taking stumble forward he blanked out for just a few seconds before he shook his head. No, he had to keep control.

Even if his voice stayed the same, his expression seemed to shift. It's not like Gabe even realized it, while his body was twitching and almost looking like it was convulsing while he continued to clean.

I'm positive - I have no problems that weigh me down.

Date: 2010-08-23 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com
Says the one having the seizure. Ya can cut the bullshit any second now.


Date: 2010-08-23 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Gabe continues cleaning while trying to keep himself under control - filling up that garbage bag next. Opening up another as he continued to work without a sound even if his body is violently shaking, he felt like he was going to throw up but no - throwing up would admit he was sick. He would admit defeat.

He swallowed the vomit mixed with alcohol and blood again with success before he spoke.

It's controlled and I'm focused on cleanin' your room. This first and I'll deal with my ... episodes later. [ He bit his tongue harshly at that, spitting as if he was disgusted with what he knew what was happening - he bit a bit too hard though - blood. He would push that down too. At least he's cleaning though. ]

Date: 2010-08-23 08:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Go take care of yourself first. This place can wait.

Date: 2010-08-23 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ He grabs the bag back, it's surprising for someone who has dropped in weight, looks like hell has enough energy to do that and look angry to keep cleaning. He is probably minimal in terms of taking care of himself, but it's enough to keep him from completely falling over. ]

That's stupid, it's just gonna pile up without anyone to check on ya. I won't be able to take care of myself until this is done.

[ There is some degree of truth of that, on a small note. But he tries to get back to cleaning. ]

Date: 2010-08-23 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Let's say you owe me for stabbing me in the hand. Only way to pay off the debt is to take care of yerself first.


Date: 2010-08-23 08:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Why did -

Having to mention that again -

He stopped shaking. The change was complete while he stared down, but he made some attempts to keep cleaning - it was a ... promise. A promise. He had to keep this for Lou.

It was the only way he had a use.

The only way I'd be forgiven for that is to be locked away. Let me clean this up and then I'll never bother you again.

Date: 2010-08-23 10:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

That's not what I meant. You can bother me whenever the hell you want, but not like this.

Date: 2010-08-24 12:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ He tries to snap at him and appear threatening, to some degree he is but only because of how sick he looks, but he tries to continue cleaning either way by pulling out of his grasp. ]

I know you haven't forgiven me. I know you never will. You're going to use this against me for the rest of my existence, reminding me at every opportunity of what I did...

[ He nearly choked on his blood, gagging and swallowing it back down. It's interesting how calm he is, perhaps it's from bleeding though with his body relaxing from it. ] Not that it's your fault of course. It's not your fault. You're a normal and good person. That's why you're recognized for good things. That's why you're known for some good and normal things. [ He repeats that a few times, before he speaks another line. ] ... I'm not normal... I've ...come to terms with this. A monster that feels no empathy, run on pure selfishness, and insane. I ... have to keep my word to Lou - I don't want to take advantage of him and break a simple promise. Not after...

[ Not after he was treated normal. Maybe it would be a matter of time before that other thing did something rash tossing everything out of balance for irrelevant information, maybe it was only a matter of time before the monster he kept in for years went homicidal again, and maybe it was only a matter of time before the past he hid and intentionally forgot for years caught up with Gabe, ripping and tearing away the last shreds of sanity, individuality, and being.

And even if it was a little while, at least Lou didn't look at him with fear. Say he was scared of him. Insult him. Use him. Treat him like he didn't belong and look at him from a distance from what seemed to be behind a glass wall.

At least around Lou, he could play pretend and be treated normal.

He realized he spaced out, slipped off.

... I just want to do this promise for Lou, just this one thing I can do right... okay?
Edited Date: 2010-08-24 08:09 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-08-24 04:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

I said... That isn't what I meant. But, if you want to? I don't think I can say no.

Date: 2010-08-24 08:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Perhaps it was the possibility that Wisconsin was always like this, but nobody picked up the signs. That if someone went close to and hugged him, he'd freeze and not move an inch until they let go. As a child, if he was scared of someone who had authority over him he'd simply fall over and look up at them expecting them to act. Or run away in fear, because if there was no safety in his life except when he was alone - perhaps - just perhaps that was the simple answer. The reason he didn't seek attention or ask help from anyone was the principle that each time he got attention from others, it was bad. It hurt.

In all respects, it wasn't anyone's fault he ended up this way but the meaning that Gabe's answer to everything was to freeze, run, hide, and snap. While those problems were pushed down, forgotten, while he gained a mask of civility, kindness, full of bold laughter and arrogance the moment someone grabbed him - terrified him.

That was he was scared to pull from his grasp, to use his all. He expected if he moved or broke from this restraint he'd get hurt. And why he just made small tugs instead of one big one he knew how to get out of.

Everyone is so nice to him, he was just too sensitive hearing the insults about being a psycho, a monster, a sicko, and not good enough.

Everyone is so nice to him. He is the problem.

Everyone is so nice to him. He is the problem.

Everyone is so nice to him. He is the problem.

... I just want to pretend I'm a decent person, clean your room and watch over you for a bit. Because your brother told me to because he ... didn't know how to ... approach you. [ His voice shakes now, as if something wants to come up - probably vomit but he pushes that back down again. ] You're lucky to have a brother like that. I just want to play this a little longer, that I can pretend to be a good ... brother too.
Edited Date: 2010-08-24 09:20 pm (UTC)

/angst icon ahoy

Date: 2010-09-18 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

So... Do you hate me? Is this just something you have to make up to my brother because I fucked up? []

Re: /angst icon ahoy

Date: 2010-09-18 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Hearing that made him ache, the expression that Jack had hit him hard. His problem in the world was not that he was a callous monster, it was the fact he cared too much. He remembered in theihis early years, aching, in pain, crying quietly as they attempted to grasp and recover. THey remembered how the missionaries were pushed out and more the fur traders became cruel, how disease and aggression began to run rampant again. How the father they trusted ordered without hesi -

He had no time for memories or thoughts. They all lingered unhealthily on the past, present, the future - it was a plethora of worries. He learned long ago, while Wisconsin had it's dreams and ideals that this was reality. Nobody cared about Wisconsin, they were all self centered and he was most of all for wanting someone to be there for him. Even if someone were to ask what they wanted, they would reason it to be their own desires instead. He learned one too many times, as he approached his representatives all those years ago.

His heart sunk, the state asking if ... he was hated. He couldn't look at him firmly while rubbing the-his head, he felt so dizzy but he needed to keep cleaning up.

Focus on that. So Gabe did just that. He swallowed more blood and he felt like his stomach was filled to brim with it but he wouldn't throw up. After all. The monster of all people knew how to hold down blood and flesh better than most.

I don't hate you. If... I hated you, I wouldn't help you. Nobody hates you, and nobody should be left al -

[ He nearly gagged up at the blood coming up with stomach acid but swallowed it back down as he shook. He would speak again. ] No one... in need should be left alone and helpless.
Edited Date: 2010-09-18 04:53 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-09-18 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Then it isn't just for me, is it? You've been holdin' something back the second you got here. [] Somethin' is wrong with you, 'cause it doesn't sound like you're talkin' about me anymore.

Date: 2010-09-18 06:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ THeirs hand removes itself from THeirs face to stop rubbing his forehead. THey doesn't want to show what is underneath theirs hair. So they removes the hand carefully, not to show that disgusting face. A laughter, so tired, so exhausted. Jack was right. Sven. Vince. Griff. Eli. Lena. Burch. If Yooper saw theirm perhaps ... even he would agree with those words if he were able to speak properly.

you for even showing your face.

like you.

THey stared at Jack while continuing to toss everything into the garbage, how ironic that they wewas picking up someone's else trash again.

... I stand by what I said. I don't hate... anyone. None of you ever did wrong. You're good... that's why he asked to check on you. That's why someone is there for you... [ Shaking voice, while they had a distant look on theirs face, theirs eyes couldn't even focus anymore. ] But... you're right. Something is wrong with me. There ... always was something wrong with me, huh?
Edited Date: 2010-09-18 06:43 am (UTC)

he looked high in that icon

Date: 2010-09-18 03:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

Then why aren't you tellin' me anything? 'Cause I seriously forgive ya, and I don't mean for what happened last winter. I mean... [] ...For Burlington, and for pushin' the Black Hawk War my way, and whatever the hell else you feel bad for. I know that isn't all that's gettin' at you, but I mean, even if it helps? I really do forgive ya. Ya don't owe anything to me, and I don't think anyone else is gonna hold ya to anything either, especially my brother.

From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ He managed to get complete control again, although there was a lot of scratching from the inside that wanted to tear away but he had to keep inside. He had to. His eye still couldn't see clearly though, Jack was just but a blur in front of him. But it -

will be. Hasn't Lena and Yooper said the same promise? Hasn't Lou said the samething to you? Remember Burch, as he attacked you, trying to kill you for his personal escape? Let's not even forget that boy who threw his desires on you and tried to commit suicide afterward.

No one cares about , they only see what you can to them.

I'm sure if there were was in a way someone would know how your mind works, they'd be too. You should just disappear and let m-

Go to hell. You're not right. Jack... didn't mean it like that. He couldn't have meant it like that.

JGabe glanced at Jack, but soon went back to work - moving his hair to the side of his face. If he saw the scar there that covered his face and went down his neck ... who cares? Maybe it would just shock Iowa into silence and he'd simply not ask about it. That's the plan, it'd be the elephant in the room. Unaddressed by apathetic minds.

Speaking again, there was less of shake than before while he cleaned, but it was because he had enough strength to push the back.

Thank you for ... well, forgiving me. [ ] But I just don't have anything to talk about, not anything that is relevant to the present time anymore at least. [ Continuing to tie up that knot with the garbage bag before moving onto another one. ] But your brother loves you. He cares for you. It's the least he can do and I ... want to do it too.

Date: 2010-10-05 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

How could you have possibly forgiven me?
Edited Date: 2010-10-05 02:06 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-10-05 03:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ It sunk in and it hurt him badly, seeing Jack crack like this looking like he was going to fall over.

Wisconsin stops cleaning and moves to keep him steady to keep him from looking like he was going to collapse. He's sick after all. Given this logic is terrible since their condition isn't all that good.

But he pulls him close to him anyway and motion him to sits down on the couch, all while gulping down that vomit mixed with blood trying to comfort him. It was hard, but he had to prove wrong.
] ...Jack? It was years ago. People died but I still... overreacted.

[ He did. He had to have overreacted in every shape and form.

Nothing could have been done to make them pay attention.

I know how they treated it. Just shut up for a minute and let me help him.

Jack? Don't let the guilt eat you... alive... It's all right. It was just... words. Words to dead people that won't come back.

Date: 2010-10-05 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

...Because th-they were charcoal, right? I said that. [] I said that.

Date: 2010-10-05 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Rubbing his back, trying to push away those insecurities and work with him. It was duty to help others and Jack was in trouble now.

Reaching into theirs pocket, taking out a handkerchief and moving it to the mess of a man's eyes. He felt nothing but pity and sadness for him, even if wanted to lash out and hurt theirs neighbor.

He wouldn't allow it.

... Yes. They're charcoal. A bunch of melted bodies, bones welded together by flame and not alive anymore. They've been dead for over a hundred years. It's sad but it's true. I overreacted and lost control. I'm sorry. Don't... feel bad.

[ Attempting to wipe his eyes still while he says that. ] Don't be sad for them, all right? They're dead.
Edited Date: 2010-10-05 04:36 am (UTC)

Date: 2010-10-05 05:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkeyeiowa.livejournal.com

You can agree with tha-- []

Date: 2010-10-05 10:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] badgerbadassus.livejournal.com
[ Too bad he is so socially inept that he can't actually properly comfort poor Jack. The sad reality is he - none of forgot what happened. It scared , it terrified , it made him feel like a failure.

Get out.

He continues to rub his back while he sits next to him, trying to calm him to the best of his ability. Continuing to wipe his eyes while trying to be a comfort.

... Jack, you need some rest okay?

[ He is trying his best to be a good older brother, because he had to be that in place of Lou... right? A good person in general. It's hard while he rubs his back and Jack's painful cries. ] It's all right, they're gone and... that's... everyone had something like that happ-

[ His voice is beginning to shake now, quickly opening another bag to just vomit. It is a painful sickening sound, the scent of blood and stomach acid unable to be described - but he held it in long enough. Rinse and repeat two more times before he comes to again. ]

... Bad things happen to bad... states right? And sometimes...it's because they were so bad that's... why they didn't get any help. So don't be sad about this... all right? It was my responsibility and... I couldn't save them. My responsibility.
Edited Date: 2010-10-05 11:08 am (UTC)


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