[video, voice] what goes around comes around

[maddest]

[The device flicks on. Static.

Then, purple- only purple. White. Break's coat, the beautiful off-the-shoulder, white one that he lost almost a year ago during that episode with all of the blood. It's back in one piece.]

What-

[Then the feed flicks off. On again, very briefly, as he bangs it on the table. Sound.

Then to video- there's Break's elbow, Emily's dress.

On. Rap rap rap. Someone's knocking it against a table to see if it can be broken open.]

-why does it keep chirping, Emily?

[This is almost exactly how he arrived, nearly two years ago to the day. And here we are, come full circle, about to smash the PCD on a table corner in idle, non-technologically oriented curiosity.]

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[Voice]

[thelightbringer]

Now, that's just reckless. [Musingly] It's nice to see that some things haven't changed.

Where, and when?

[Voice]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Right now, and I don't know.

[Voice]

[thelightbringer]

I'll come to you, then.

[Voice]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Good.

[Voice]

[thelightbringer]

Just close your eyes and say a prayer.

[Voice]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Me? A lightening bolt would get me.

[Voice]

[thelightbringer]

Not if you substitute my name for the usual.

[Voice]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Je vous salue, Lucifer, pleine de grâce.
Le Seigneur est avec vous.
Vous êtes bénie entre toutes les femmes ,
et Jésus, le fruit de vos entrailles, est béni.

[Break's prayers contain mpreg, apparently.]

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[thelightbringer]

[And it has Lucifer snickering by the time he lands, a few seconds later.]

Well, that's a first.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I've always liked the french better. 'Fruit of your entrails' indeed.

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[thelightbringer]

That must be why it's the Language of Love.

So, who's offered to take you in?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

No one. You're misremembering me.

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[thelightbringer]

Mmmno, no, you see I'm not the one who's had his memory polished clean.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

And yet-

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[thelightbringer]

Give it time.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

I doubt it. How do I know you?

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[thelightbringer]

I think you were hoping I'd kill you at some point. You invited me over for tea, conversation...things.

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

Oh please, I have much better things to cry over.

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[thelightbringer]

Oh?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

If I wanted to die, I'd do something useful.

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[thelightbringer]

Useful.... The sort of thing where people would erect statues of you, or something more profound?

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[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

More like a wanted poster.

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[thelightbringer]

I imagine that's the other reason you wanted to have me over for lunch.

[Offline]

[mister-hatter.livejournal.com]

-something close to that, yes.

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[thelightbringer]

[Something about Break's answer gets a faint smirk] Not that you remember.

What did you want to talk about?