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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[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.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

And have a poster on your ceiling above your bed.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that too. I might draw the line at fan fiction.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Oh come on! You know you want to write stories about our mafia! [She's laughing as she says it, pushing the cart along the road.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.] We'll see. I might be able to be talked into it.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

I'll keep working on you. I'm stubborn that way.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

I'm starting to notice that, yeah.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

But it's a totally charming quality in me.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[She'll get a besotted smirk for that.]

'Course.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

You know all the ways to make me smile.

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