Stephanie Brown (
ichoosefight) wrote2013-01-31 02:29 pm
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94,31 - Self denial is old hat
[ Steph begins the video feed like she always does it, with the camera displaying her face and a few cute doodles in the background. But once she starts talking she just keeps going and the stream of words doesn’t seem to stop. Her hands move in time to the words but not with any logic, like she’s only half-feeling the effect of her words and it’s just a token expressive effort. ]
I hear people arguing over who’s a good guy and who’s a bad guy and who deserves to be a warden and who doesn’t and all it does is remind me how much I really hate this place. Because it doesn’t matter, what’s right and wrong doesn’t matter and we can’t do anything about it. Some people are wardens and some people are inmates and everybody wants some definitive reason but there just isn’t one. I feel like a Roman doctor, trying to kill bacteria that don’t even have names yet and just covering everyone in leeches.
[ A pause. A very brief pause, in which she considers that last statement. And then it begins again. ]
Did the Romans cover people in leeches? I don’t remember. It’s been a while since I’ve had a history class. And that’s another thing I hate, I used to be okay with taking a vacation and turning in the homework that’s been sitting in my desk for months but now I’m too scared to. People leave and they don’t come back, or they come back different, or someone else comes back instead and you lose everything because you just wanted to get a grade on your psych paper already.
So it’s all or nothing, and I’m stuck here because I care too much to just up and leave even though the system is stupid and some of you are really awful and people I care about keep getting hurt.
[ A sigh, and she ends on a bitter note: ]
Whoever said it first was right. I must be crazy.
I hear people arguing over who’s a good guy and who’s a bad guy and who deserves to be a warden and who doesn’t and all it does is remind me how much I really hate this place. Because it doesn’t matter, what’s right and wrong doesn’t matter and we can’t do anything about it. Some people are wardens and some people are inmates and everybody wants some definitive reason but there just isn’t one. I feel like a Roman doctor, trying to kill bacteria that don’t even have names yet and just covering everyone in leeches.
[ A pause. A very brief pause, in which she considers that last statement. And then it begins again. ]
Did the Romans cover people in leeches? I don’t remember. It’s been a while since I’ve had a history class. And that’s another thing I hate, I used to be okay with taking a vacation and turning in the homework that’s been sitting in my desk for months but now I’m too scared to. People leave and they don’t come back, or they come back different, or someone else comes back instead and you lose everything because you just wanted to get a grade on your psych paper already.
So it’s all or nothing, and I’m stuck here because I care too much to just up and leave even though the system is stupid and some of you are really awful and people I care about keep getting hurt.
[ A sigh, and she ends on a bitter note: ]
Whoever said it first was right. I must be crazy.
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I think you're very sweet but I'm too afraid to tell you this because you might leave me like everyone else did.
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But it's funny you should say that, because I think if you were the Batman to my Robin things never would have gone the way they did, and I never would have had to leave in the first place.
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If I'd picked you to be my next Robin my life would have improved considerably. I wish I'd done that.
I've been wanting to ask who hurt you so I can make sure they never do it again, but I don't think you'd like me killing someone for that reason even if I personally have no issues with it.
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That last part is actually kinda endearing. It's sweet that you care so much. And you know, the only reason I didn't shoot Black Mask in his stupid ugly face was because I was afraid Batman and Robin would never forgive me, and at that point that seemed more important than surviving.
If he weren't already dead I would probably go for it and claim temporary insanity.
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THIS HAS ALL BEEN PRIVATE nothing to see here move along
SO VERY PRIVATE shoo
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And yes, leeches were used in ancient Rome. They've made a comeback in modern medicine, actually.
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I never want to be treated with leeches, they're slimy and gross and I hate them and if I met one in a dark alley I would probably scream.
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So I shouldn't tell you about the maggots, then.
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Least you I actually like.
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Why do you think I like you so much?
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CW for Rape in the previous tag
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Now I'm embarrassed because that probably sounded unbearably pretentious but I've never had any friends so I read a lot and I use knowledge to make up for all my other inadequacies. The leeches were just a metaphor, but I was avoiding your actual point because it struck a nerve with me.
You're right that there's not really any difference. Everyone is messed up and everyone does unforgivable things and the only meaningful difference between wardens and inmates is power.
But I still think you're a better person that I am, because that distresses you. You want things to be fair, you want to make them okay, for the people you care about, instead of just hurting them to get want you want. I'm jealous.
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I don't think everyone does unforgivable things, necessarily.
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That's true. Some people die young.
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