11.) [audio.]

[ijustlivehere]

Okay, yeah, this sucks. I'll admit it, okay? I hate that nobody ever wants to... no, y'know what? Forget people not ever wanting to do anything, people don't even hardly know I'm there unless I say something. It blows and I hate it and I'm... lonely. Okay? I said it, are you all happy now?

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[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Yes. This is good. Lucy keeps sticking around at the parts where most girls seem to flee.]

Maybe I'll show you sometime. 'S more swords and arrows than guns and explosives, but it's good.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Okay but you have to promise not to be disappointed if I'd rather do my nails while you do the swords and arrows thing.

[She's good at that as long as she doesn't realize she's digging a nice, deep, relationship shaped hole she will later have an impossible time getting out of when she panics about the possibility of being tossed out of the relationship shaped hole at a later date.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no problem. It's more interesting than it sounds, though, I swear.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Then I will come watch the little green guy with the arrows and the swords. Is he hot at least? Or do you dress up as him when you play?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Yeah, no, he totally is. [Cough. Throat clearing.] Uhmm, I think. Not that I'd know. And I totally did cosplay as him at a con once, but that didn't really come with me to the City.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Well she did ask. The cosplay confession gets a grin out of her.] Were there tights?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He's been getting to be more bold with her, little by little, but he's still kind of regretting admitting to that so easily.] There may have been tights. There is no evidence to prove or disprove anything one way or another.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[She lets out a squealy laugh, tilting her head back a little. The getting more bold is good. Her best friend in the City was Hardison, king of the geeks.] You are such a liar. Camera phones and internet. There is always evidence.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He winces slightly. this is true.] 'S long as nobody in the City gets a hold of it, I'm in the clear.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Well now I have a life's goal. [She bumps his shoulder teasingly as she says it.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Hey, if in the process of trying to dig up dirt on me, you end up finding a way to access the outside world, I'd say not a bad goal.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Hmmm good point. Except maybe we can always just look and never have any say.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Well, better that than nothing, probably.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

At least we'd know how our friends were doing which is the only--okay not only but a--sucky part of this place. You can't see what's going on back home. Sure, it'd make you miss them but I bet most people miss home anyway even if they do like it here.

[Once everything is paid for, Lucy starts pushing the cart out the door.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He follows her, putting a smiling-scheming face on.]

You could totally charge for it-- give people a glimpse at their home worlds for a fee. At least until the Deities shut you down, which they probably would.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[The scheming face is adorable.]

Hmmm we'd have to give the deities a cut.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[She's got a pretty good one herself.] Good thinking. Cut 'em in and they can't touch you.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure we've just turned our secret club into a Mafia ring. [A significant pause here] Which is awesome. I'll be the godmother. You can be my right hand man and even though he really wants to go home, we'll rope Jace and Cas into doing the heavy lifting. They'll be like contract workers.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Do I get to wear brass knuckles and tell people they don't know who they're dealing with, and send people after 'em if they don't cooperate?

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Absolutely! [it's clear from the smile on her face she likes this plan.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

You might need to take up smoking cigars.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[That makes Lucy wrinkle up her nose.] Maybe I could do a pipe. Cigars just have that smell. Pipes are nicer smelling.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

I think that'll work. As long as you sit in a leather chair while you smoke it.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

The swivel-y kind and I'll wear a really fierce pair of heels that look like they could double as a weapon and put my feet up on the desk then glare threateningly.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

That sounds perfect. If that were a movie, I'd see it like ten times. And then buy the DVD.