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sirenspull2012-11-19 03:34 pm
faking) wrote in sirenspull2012-11-19 03:34 pm
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[The video is moving, when it comes on; it's being set aside. It blurs past legs (and torn stockings, a sock slid down a calf, and raspberried bruises), the owner of which seems to be sitting on a curb. When it's settled, it's clear the NV's been nestled in grass, so there are a couple of blades poking into view. But across the way is what's important: a family of small ducks waddling round a fountain. People are walking all around - you can hear them, their chatters and leather toe taps - and children are pulled away from the birds' paths by the quick hands of their mothers. Not many people are leisurely.
Alois' voice is, though, when he speaks.]
Someone from home, come and fetch me, will you? Bring handkerchiefs, and I want to stop for an ice cream come before we go back.
[There's a great sniff, which sounds a little gruesome. In the camera's peripheral, his foot shifts.]
Here is what I learned today, for those who might be none the wiser. I don't think the concept of defending anyone or anything is really real. I think, when it comes down to it, we see something we don't like so we get pissed off.
It's the truth, but it sounds a lot less pure than saying you're defending justice or friends or your good causes, huh?
[He laughs, too, the sound a little biting. A spray of shredded lettuce leaves arches over the camera, and flutters down a little ways a way. Some ducks start to talk and come clamoring for it. Alois shuts off his NV.]
Alois' voice is, though, when he speaks.]
Someone from home, come and fetch me, will you? Bring handkerchiefs, and I want to stop for an ice cream come before we go back.
[There's a great sniff, which sounds a little gruesome. In the camera's peripheral, his foot shifts.]
Here is what I learned today, for those who might be none the wiser. I don't think the concept of defending anyone or anything is really real. I think, when it comes down to it, we see something we don't like so we get pissed off.
It's the truth, but it sounds a lot less pure than saying you're defending justice or friends or your good causes, huh?
[He laughs, too, the sound a little biting. A spray of shredded lettuce leaves arches over the camera, and flutters down a little ways a way. Some ducks start to talk and come clamoring for it. Alois shuts off his NV.]
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You shouldn't be so resistant to new things, Gilbert. It's bad for your health.
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[Matching logic with logic, of course.]
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You wouldn't really put that on my tombstone, right...?
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"Dearly beloved pillar of a family in greif — Here lies Gilbert Nightray, hopefully in peace at last."
[He ruins it by laughing again.]
But perhaps a carving of a pie at the bottom, for good measure! Maybe some cattails planted round!
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This is a pretty depressing topic, isn't it? Even with the pie added...
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[More like, he can't die even if he wanted to.]
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[Keep those sappy thoughts in your head, Alois. Gil can't take them.]
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Save your fawning for someone else!
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[Honest truth, that.]
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...I've never liked it. My brother's hair has always been straight.
[No doubt Alois can hear the jealousy in his voice.]
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I mean, you can make curly hair straight, too, though.
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I've tried. It's no good.
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[What is this strange word.]
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