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[fatespoken]

I've been over this before.

We didn't really celebrate Christmas. Decorations were superficial, for the sake of my mom's fancy. Dad considered it a vestigial gesture to some winter festival like Saturnalia or Brumalia. The point of the holidays, for me, was getting whatever I wanted. Why? Because I was a spoiled brat. And when you've got centuries worth of junk rotting in your vaults, fulfilling a kid's whims is the easiest way to say you've done something.

Then I grew up and figured out you don't always get what you fucking want. Commodity doesn't really amount to much when what you need is something immaterial.

This Christmas, I'm only asking for something simple. To the displeasure of the asshole who shot me twice in the legs, I'd like to walk out of here by myself soon.

I'm checking out Friday.

Meanwhile, please keep that Greek nurse out of here. You know, the one with the atrocious face and the turkey waddle? I don't want to risk kissing her. If this place isn't enough of a shithole.

[ooc: ... Backdated to yesterday! Um. If you have a reason to be around him, you can kiss him, but otherwise he has luckily found a haven. 8D]

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[fatespoken]

[ There's a distinct eyebrow raised at this new... annoyance, though he hardly bothers to look up from his perusal of the network. This was unexpected, though he certainly doesn't show it. ]

A balloon? Did you poison the helium?

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[adamantined]

[Claire takes the coast for clear and steps further into the room, pulling the balloon down by the string to look at it. There is a giant, yellow smiley face splashed across the front.]

And leave that obvious of a clue behind as to who murdered you in your bed? Please. [She stops near the foot of said bed.] People are supposed to be nice to you when you're sick, so here I am.

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[fatespoken]

What you're supposed to be, isn't what you have to be. I'm not expecting anything from you. [ How yellow and cheery, and in complete contrast with her expression. He stares at it for a second, before switching his gaze over to Claire. ] We're not friends, Claire. Co-workers, but what does that mean?

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[adamantined]

Well, you weren't a total dick that time the bar was overrun, when you told me about the extra cups.

[She tugs the balloon down so that she can hold it against her chest, hands on either side.]

It's a balloon, Amory, don't read too much into it.

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[fatespoken]

I was doing my job, the best I could from a hospital bed. [ Work and life are dichotomies for Amory Felix. The former more important at times. ] You don't like me, Claire. You could ignore me, speak to me only as necessary. But you chose not to. Why? [ He glances at her, lifting an eyebrow. ] Is there something you want from me?