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sirenspull2012-02-19 03:38 pm
cowboycop) wrote in sirenspull2012-02-19 03:38 pm
6th Standoff ☆ Voice
(( ooc: Forward-dated to about 7PM, action opportunity for housemates. ))
Got a question fer all y'all. You ever... wish you could change somethin'? Y'ever had one of those moments when you just... wish you could go back'n... fix it all?
[A pause, as he seems to tap his foot down. His spur jingles in time, so one can only assume.]
... though I figger that here, it'd be goin' forward an' fixin' it. Three years ago fer me, three years ahead fer Siren's Port, I reckon... [One could probably hear a faint sigh if they tried. This is hard for him to admit, even bring up again.] ... a man named Neil Marshall was killed. Man I loved like a brother, 'cause... he was my brother. An' no matter how long ago it's been, I keep wonderin'... maybe I coulda... done somethin' different. Maybe I coulda jus' stayed behind a bit longer. I dunno.
... so how do y'all keep it from gettin' to ya? Even I'll admit I ain't got a clue. Guess that's my real question I should be askin'. Jus' lemme know. I'll... I'll get back to ya.
[He tries to turn off the voice, but just before, in a quiet voice that was meant to be just for himself:]
Dammit, Marshall, keep it together...
Got a question fer all y'all. You ever... wish you could change somethin'? Y'ever had one of those moments when you just... wish you could go back'n... fix it all?
[A pause, as he seems to tap his foot down. His spur jingles in time, so one can only assume.]
... though I figger that here, it'd be goin' forward an' fixin' it. Three years ago fer me, three years ahead fer Siren's Port, I reckon... [One could probably hear a faint sigh if they tried. This is hard for him to admit, even bring up again.] ... a man named Neil Marshall was killed. Man I loved like a brother, 'cause... he was my brother. An' no matter how long ago it's been, I keep wonderin'... maybe I coulda... done somethin' different. Maybe I coulda jus' stayed behind a bit longer. I dunno.
... so how do y'all keep it from gettin' to ya? Even I'll admit I ain't got a clue. Guess that's my real question I should be askin'. Jus' lemme know. I'll... I'll get back to ya.
[He tries to turn off the voice, but just before, in a quiet voice that was meant to be just for himself:]
Dammit, Marshall, keep it together...
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I called you noble once, mate, don't try and beg it outta me twice.
[A beat.]
He does sound brilliant, though, your brother. How much older were he than you?
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Now why in the hell does ever'body think I'm the young'un of the family? Naw, you got it all wrong. Neil was my kid brother, and four years younger t'boot.
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Cuz he sounds more responsible, mate. And usually the oldest is more responsible. You got me sympathy, though, bein' the older one. I always wanted to be the younger brother. You get away with everythin'.
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That's the thing - Neil was such a sweet kid, he never had nothin' to get away with. But, well, I was a bit of a troublemaker as a young'un.