log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[orangetoughguy]

You're not gonna go to pieces.

[The kid replies almost immediately to that remark. The enclosure of those arms feels pretty nice. Okay enough mourning, he refuses to have a funeral for Lawrence Dimick, original or copy.]

You're gonna have to organize your side on your own.

[Lord knows Freddy has his own fair share of albums that need alphabetizing. Of course they can always do this tomorrow, or on the weekend, or you know never without the help of a clone.]

[whitetwoguns]

I need my pieces.

[To function, to live right and to keep the kiddo happy.]

Thanks for reminding me. [Phony eye roll and all.] Can't say I didn't get anything out of it. Got a ton of shit done that needed to. And the same goes for you too.

[He pokes at the kid's ribs for good measure.] Took it like a star.

[orangetoughguy]

Har dee har. [Over 'getting done' himself. A squidge for the nudge too.] Yeah well I'm pretty much ready for anything you got to throw at me.

[Because he knows Larry that well, is the theory. Tap tap, that's enough with the bathing. A damp bird hops to perch on Larry's shoulder. No offense to Freddy or anything but the other guy's perch is bigger. Just saying. A quick peek into the shower and everything that was once the copy is gone, like he'd never even been there. Freddy shuts the shower off.]

[whitetwoguns]

Big, big talk. I'd almost believe it. Now you say you took on two at once.

[And that's the truth. Back to normal more or less. The copy wouldn't want them hung up on it. Right? Doens't seem the type.

With a bird. He's got to take a look at it, sitting there like it is absolutely nothing. At least he knows the chances of it staying there are slim. Sam is one lively mother.]

[orangetoughguy]

I can take three if I really feel like it.

[The kid counters, perhaps bluffing, perhaps not. That would depend, three men in general or three Lawrence Dimicks? What about two adult Dimicks and one teenager Dimick? Somehow thinking of multiple participants in terms of variations of this tough guy makes talking the talk way easier. It sure made walking the walk a little bit of a breeze, and memorable too. That's how the copy would want it, he likes to think.]