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the color of blood
Jun. 18th, 2010 03:50 amSESSION PARTICIPANTS
LAURIE UBERICH 
JEWEL LIGHTRAYE ...I'm sorry.
You'd better be bloody sorry, you heartless jerk. Look at what you've done.
Laurie, is this really my fault though? They wanted me to come here. I'm doing this for them.
Don't lie to me! They had no idea what sort of pain you would cause them. Remember what you did to her Wednesday night? You heard those sobs! That was YOUR FAULT.
But...
But what? No excuse in the world can make up for what you've done to them. Nothing.
So what do I do?
Leave. Get up and literally leave. I don't care if you have to walk all the bloody way back to Vegas; you need to get out of there before you freaking kill someone.
Emotionally or physically?
Both, knowing you.
Laurie, what the heck even happened on Wednesday night?
You came pretty bloody close to destroying someone else's life, that's what. All because of your selfish drives. Your godforsaken id.
Laurie, that is not what I did.
Then what the heck WAS that?! He's not yours, and neither is she! Don't give me that spiel about how you need that idiotic closeness of yours. You'd take it from anyone.
No I wouldn't. I can only get that from people who feel actual love towards me; that's what I need.
Bloody hedonist.
Laurie, what is going on with you?
The heck do you mean? I've always been like this if you haven't noticed. I'm a superego for sanity's sake.
No, I mean on Wednesday. You came frighteningly close to making me honestly lose my mind, and I daresay you seemed to have lost yours.
...Maybe you're driving me out of it, ever think of that?
I-- Laurie, please. You were fine all week. You were even happy for once. Why the sudden catastrophic switch?
Why don't you ask yourself that, you slut? You think I could stand by any longer while you did that? Heck no. You deserved to be punished for that, so that's exactly what I did.
For almost an hour?
If Q hadn't come upstairs when he did I could've gone on for days.
But why?
I already TOLD you why, you self-obsessed moron! You're tearing them apart! You're a glitch in the program, an extra variable that throws everything out of sync. They don't need or want you.
...I don't know. I really don't know.
Then look to your left. You can't, can you? It hurts too much. I know you.
I...
Just shut up. Shut the heck up already; you're pissing me off. If you're not careful I'm going to take that axe to your chest again.
Please don't. Please. I can't possibly survive that again.
Q thinks you can. If you really do care about him and Mel that much, you'll hold dead still and take your retribution like a man.
Laurie, I can't. I cannot possibly take that.
Too bad. You push me far enough and I freaking will.
...If you insist on... doing that to me again, just please wait until I'm out of here. I don't want you to hurt them.
Fine.
And don't you DARE touch Chaos.
That's not my choice. If he interferes he's going to suffer just as much as you.
No he isn't. He has no part in this.
You really think so?
Yes I do.
Don't be so blind. He's been just as much as a problem to them as you are. You remember what Q said back in 2008.
Don't bring that up, please. We've all settled that.
That's what you think. You still love that monster enough to die for him. That's going to cause a conflict no matter what the heck you do.
Since when does selfless love start wars? I'm not the one getting things backwards.
Oho, growing a spine, are we?
Laurie, don't. You know I love you too. I just can't stand here and watch you act like this to me and to yourself.
And why the heck should you care?
I already told you why. It might make me crazy, but psycho superego or not, I still love you.
Stockholm syndrome.
It is not. If anyone here would have that it's you.
Really? Last time I checked, we were ALL trapped in this hellhole.
But by whom?
Beats me. If I knew I would've solved this years ago.
I would have too, you know. I just... I don't understand how we could have made so much progress and then... then Wednesday happened.
That's not my fault, and you know it. I just deal the punishment you deserve. You're the one laying down the cards.
I think your view of this is badly twisted, Laur...
Who's to judge? How would you know the objective truth of all this?
I don't. I just... this feels awfully wrong, what you're doing. It's not even you. I know you.
Pff, says you.
Why do you say that? Geez, for the past 4 years I've been dealing with you practically 24/7. I think I'd understand you by now.
Well, if you insist you do, then the opposite holds true as well. I bloody well know EXACTLY what you're trying to pull here, and that's why I refuse to let you lie your way out of it.
Laurie, geez... we're not getting anywhere.
We would if you'd stick to my plan for the situation.
I don't think so.
It worked on Wednesday.
It... not exactly.
You hesitated.
Because of the aftereffects. Anything else could have happened-- as long as I was emotionally involved in it I probably would have gotten the same end result. Your sadistic hour there wasn't the main cause. It was just the... correct sort of event, I guess.
Well heck, if you don't want me to be the catalyst, I can gladly induce something else.
I already told you you are NOT touching him. Not as long as I have any say in this.
I'll think of something.
...Can't we just discuss this without any blood and bones?
I haven't pulled out the axe yet; what the heck else do you want?
I want an actual discussion. I want to be able to figure out what is really going on here without having death threats thrown at me every other line.
I still don't know what you expect. If you want all that softhearted junk you keep looking for, I am the wrong person to talk to.
Don't get sarcastic on me. You're the only person besides myself who's involved in this.
I think a few certain people disagree.
...
The heck's your problem now?
I don't want to talk about it.
Too bad. It needs to be discussed.
Not today. Please, some other time.
Fine. But I'll be waiting.
