Patchouli Knowledge (
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bakerstreet2014-03-20 01:32 pm
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Never have I ever...

HOW TO PLAY:
in case the diagram is not enough
1. Everyone is at a big party. I don't know how we fit this many people into one room either, but bear with me!
2. Post an IC or anon comment with a subject that finishes the sentence "never have I ever".
3. If you see something your character has done, reply with them taking a shot! If they've done it many times, have them take many shots or down an entire bottle. Shots do not need to be alcohol, especially not for underage characters.
4. All characters must be honest. It's more fun that way.
5. Bother other people. Demand details. Don't wreck the house, please, and post warnings if things get 18+.
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[Did cheap tequila always taste this bad? She definitely doesn't remember it tasting this bad in college.]
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'Yes, it's all your own skills and reflexes when the visor goes down,' my metal ass.
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Fuck all of them.
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Yeah.
At least that asshole is dead.
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I never properly thanked you for everything that happened that night.
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I'm just glad he never carried through on his threat to shoot you and David.
I'm sorry David had to see that, but I'm glad you were both there. I didn't know if I'd make it once I'd shot Sellars.
[He'd fully expected not to wake up after that. If anything, he'd simply been glad that the last thing he'd see would be his wife and son.]
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[Which is mostly a lie, but she keeps telling herself that because she refuses to think about David being in that much danger.]
David...he's a tough cookie. We've raised one hell of a kid.
[Which doesn't mean she hasn't finally gotten her act together and found a good therapist for David (and for her, to be totally honest) to help them sort through the emotional aftermath of the past few months.]
Of course you were going to make it.
[She reaches out for his left hand, running her thumb over the black graphene in a mix of showing him that, no matter what, she's still here for him, and the slightest bit of curiosity about how different it feels under her touch compared to his right hand.
Not once had she let herself really think about the fact that he might not make it. Not after everything that they had been through or the months of waiting. If there were certain cardinal truths about their lives, one of them was that no matter what, Alex was always going to come home eventually.]
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Yeah, we have. He's a good kid.
And with you telling me I had to make it, I wouldn't dare do anything else.
[He can feel Clara's curious touch on his artificial hand, and he lets her explore. It feels like it ought to tickle, but it doesn't quite duplicate that particular sensation.]
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[Without even really thinking about it, her fingers eventually lace through his before giving his hand a slight squeeze.]
Did you really think I was going to let you go that easily?