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[orangetoughguy]

"Motherfucker, I'm trying to watch The Lost Boys."

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[orangetoughguy]

what

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[signatures]

what what

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[orangetoughguy]

are you saving animals now you sure you didnt crack your skull on the stairs

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[signatures]

just come to the beach

[orangetoughguy]

[Here he comes along the boardwalk on whatever stretch of beach Eames directed him towards, which better be the right place and not the wrong one just to fuck with Freddy. Fff.]

[signatures]

[ Eames decided to take pity on Freddy's denseness today and at least had the decency to give him the right directions, so he's on a bench across from the taffy shop, looking out onto the water in his loafers and swim shorts, towel around his shoulders and going to town on a big gulp cup. ]

[orangetoughguy]

[Freddy's not dressed for the beach, he's got his jeans and a tank top and flannel tied around his waist though. Look at these sunglasses on his face. So super cool.]

Is this how they handle out patient care now?

[signatures]

It was just a scan, Clemence.

[ He moves his duffel bag of general beach items and his clothes off the bench to make room for him in case he wants to sit, though. ]

Besides, you know better of patient care than I do, don't you?

[orangetoughguy]

[Indeed he'll take a seat, thank you.]

What were you expecting to find?

[That bag of beach stuff makes him wonder why is Eames here by himself anyway. Heeeeey...]

Hah hah, real funny.

[signatures]

I'm not trying to be funny. [ B( ]

I'm not sure, really. Holes. Maybe some sort of mechanical device that can distort memory.

[orangetoughguy]

You needed a doctor, a fed, and radiation to look for a hole in your head?

[Do you sense the irony there, Mango? SIGH. Freddy takes a cigarette out.]

I don't get it man, you were here, then you left, then you came back. [Hands are flapping.] What else is there?

[signatures]

I can't roll my own eyes back that far.

[ He takes a few slow sips of his gulp. ]

It's the not remembering part.

[orangetoughguy]

[Sorry he's dense today. Freddy rolls his cigarette hand before taking a puff.]

Than what is it? You still don't believe we're all here?

[signatures]

I just don't like the idea of not remembering everything that's happened here whenever I get kicked back home.

[orangetoughguy]

[Awwwwwwwwwww Eames. Puff puff.]

We can't even figure out how we got here, you think there's a way to figure that part out?

[signatures]

[ Le shrug. ]

I've been trained to remember things rather clearly. I suppose I just find it either impressive or distasteful that something can circumvent even that.

[orangetoughguy]

You ever think maybe only the people who don't get to come back get to remember? That's why we get three or four of the same guy who comes back and doesn't remember shit and they do everything differently cause it's their first time here. You're a different person after all this, you fuck everything up if it ain't the end of the line for you yet where you're from.

[Word and smoke vomit.]

[signatures]

How do the deities even come to that decision, then? [ He uses the corner of the towel to rub the last bits of seawater from his hair, thoughtful. ] Is there something we ought to accomplish while here?

[orangetoughguy]

I dunno do I look like I speak crazy?

[Freddy looks at Eames and gives a deep shrug.]

[signatures]

Do you want me to answer that literally?