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[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He folds his arms across his chest, staring past him.]

Hilbert was supposed to be useful. Got some drugs out of him.

But - [He clears his throat, shifting his feet.]

Seemed - wrong, after a while. [After meeting Tor. After meeting Cazador.]

Didn't know how to fix it without all the shit happening, so I figured, if the shit was gonna happen, I might as well hurt someone who pissed me off.

Re: late sunday

[madaboutit]

The sound isn't a snort, just a puff of air that's pushed through his nose in quiet amusement.

"Aye. Just like that." It's a matter of camaraderie, for Sweeney's felt that way...well, always, really.

"But then folk here go 'round tellin' you ya can just...be whate'er the fuck you wanna be. Like it's just that easy. Set down e'erythin' that you are an' make somethin' new."

It pisses him the fuck off; like they're talking down to him because he doesn't just fix himself.

Re: late sunday

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

"That ain't how it works," he agrees. "Can't just forget everything about my fucking self to make something new."

He looks over to him and lets out a breath. "Neither can you."

[pharadyne]

If you want drugs you can just ask me. So long as they aren't, you know, mind control drugs. I think it's best to not be too beholden to them and I'd encourage limiting use, but I'm not a Temperance Tabitha. You can't spend years going to Soho clubs and come out rigid about that sort of thing. [And Norton would rather Jacob get it from him, so he can know what he has and how much he's using, than have Jacob smuggle it. Although he thinks Jacob would probably prefer to acquire it on his own for precisely the same reason.]

What made you feel it was wrong? Mind you, that's absolutely the correct way to feel about mind control, but what changed?

[Norton can understand the impulse to take out someone who'd angered him if everything was going to go tits up anyway. Probably something he'll need to address with Jacob at some point, but right now he'll settle for "mind control is bad."]

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He shakes his head at the question.]

No. Not today.

[He's broken Norton's trust and he knows that he should repair it somehow, starting with answering his questions, but he's feeling far too worn out. Wrung out and twisted and broken and all he wants to do is lie on his bed and stare at the ceiling until exhaustion takes him.]

[pharadyne]

[Norton knows when pushing further won't get him anywhere.]

Okay, not today.

But someday soon.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Yeah, sure thing.

[He steps away and to his bed, sitting on the edge of it.]

I - am sorry. For what it's worth.

[pharadyne]

[Norton pauses on his way to the door at Jacob's statement of remorse.]

It's worth a great deal. To me, at least. It doesn't...fix things, but.... [He stops, bites his lip for a moment, then resumes.] ...I've had a number of people who've hurt me and aren't sorry, so it matters when someone is.

Not doing it again matters more, though.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He leans back on the bed, letting his feet hang down. He does have one more question, but he doesnt bother sitting up.]

Do I get to keep the alcohol?

Re: late sunday

[madaboutit]

"Thank fuck," he exhales, grateful someone understands. Surely, more must, but it's rare that someone straight up says it. It makes Sweeney threaten a smile as he casually flicks a finger in Jacob's direction, as if to point out the man hit the nail on the head.

"I get the ideal of 'fixin' people', but what's the fuckin' point if we gotta be somethin' completely different than what we are?"

Re: late sunday

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

"I'm not going to be anything more than I am. They want to try and make me feel bad for shit I did...they gotta do better than this."

He groans. "Though getting myself killed is the perfect way to piss me off."

a few days after everything went to hell

[monsterstoyou]

There is a knock on the door when he's reasonably certain Jacob is in.

Re: a few days after everything went to hell

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Of course he's in. There's nowhere else for him to go.

He sighs, pulling open the door, Mae by his feet.

"Hey Father," he mutters.

[pharadyne]

[He thinks about it for a moment before deciding.]

Sure, why not.

I won't tell you not to get drunk, but if you vanish too long Laura's going to come find you and she's much more scary than I am.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Yeah, I'm aware.

[He puts the pillow over his face.]

[pharadyne]

Cooee! Hi Jacob, I'm coming by for a visit.

[He'll give him warning. But not much.]

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He makes sure that the communicator is on so that Norton can hear his annoyed groan. But he will let him in. Mae will be happy to see him, at least.]

[pharadyne]

[Norton smiles at Jacob's audible groan, and is still smiling when he comes in and greets Mae with a scratch behind her ears.]

I'm sure you're just thrilled to see me. [He says to Jacob.]

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[Jacob's dried out, at least, and is no longer swimming in a sea of liquor and self-pity.]

Ah yes. You are exactly the person I want to see. What did I do this time, hm?

[pharadyne]

Nothing. At least not that I know of. Can't Norton just come say hello? [He flutters his eyelashes slightly.]

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

No. Not since you were pissed at me for brainwashing Hilbert.

[He sits up, dangling his hands between his knees.]

Have a seat, I suppose.

I gave the gun back to Trevor, by the way.

[pharadyne]

Pish. That's all in the past. [He flicks his hand loosely. Not that he's forgotten about it, not in the slightest. It still hovers over everything.]

I know you gave the gun back to Trevor. I'm considering giving you another one. With the same conditions still holding. One shot and one shot only. Weighing out the relative risks of you murdering someone with it versus someone murdering you without a means to defend yourself.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He narrows his eyes a little, thoughtful.]

You think I give a shit about that? I'm not going to give them much fight, Norton.

[pharadyne]

Am I going to have to ask the Admiral to make a protective bubble around you?

I really don't want you killed.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Why not?

[He laughs bitterly.]

It would teach me a lesson, wouldn't it? It's the way of shit.