Peter "Bra Snatcher" Parker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nomoneystillproblems) wrote2014-12-03 09:15 pm
nomoneystillproblems) wrote2014-12-03 09:15 pm
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call me maybe
parker.peter@cdc.org
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FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
gren cariedd me to medical getting fixd now
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
don't worry be fine
gren cariedd me to medical getting fixd now
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
don't worry be fine
[What Peter would really like to do is get a hold of this mythical other him, who seems to have warmed the cockles of even the hardest hearts, and ask what it's like to live in Bizarroland.
Not even facetiously, though the thought might be coming to him now out of bile and envy. Peter sets the blackglass aside for a moment. Fumes.
But mostly puzzles over how to end this conversation without addressing a single thing the man's said, because he's not sure how to keep a hold on his ire when the guy's...tossing out accolades. Applauding this other Peter's character.
It's not fair, he thinks for the umpteenth time, then grabs the blackglass again.]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
you did. it's fine. no one here is the same person
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
i'm not letting this happen again, trust me on that much at least
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
Not even facetiously, though the thought might be coming to him now out of bile and envy. Peter sets the blackglass aside for a moment. Fumes.
But mostly puzzles over how to end this conversation without addressing a single thing the man's said, because he's not sure how to keep a hold on his ire when the guy's...tossing out accolades. Applauding this other Peter's character.
It's not fair, he thinks for the umpteenth time, then grabs the blackglass again.]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
you did. it's fine. no one here is the same person
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
i'm not letting this happen again, trust me on that much at least
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
One can only imagine.
[More to the point, though...]
I'm not gunning to let this happen again. All right? I'm not...I'm not great at this job, but I'm not stupid. If that's what you're worried about.
[More to the point, though...]
I'm not gunning to let this happen again. All right? I'm not...I'm not great at this job, but I'm not stupid. If that's what you're worried about.
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
i do. it's not super reliable if the target isn't me specifically, but it works.
[SHIT FUCK BIRD POOPS AAAAAAH
QUICK WHAT DOES HE SAY HERE WHAT HAS THE OTHER PETER TOLD HIM
WHAT HAS ANYONE FROM A TWENTIETH CENTURY EARTH TOLD HIM]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
you're just legendary. Like a myth, I guess.
i do. it's not super reliable if the target isn't me specifically, but it works.
[SHIT FUCK BIRD POOPS AAAAAAH
QUICK WHAT DOES HE SAY HERE WHAT HAS THE OTHER PETER TOLD HIM
WHAT HAS ANYONE FROM A TWENTIETH CENTURY EARTH TOLD HIM]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
you're just legendary. Like a myth, I guess.
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
Did I? Is that why you're avoiding me?
[There's a pause that might suggest Steve has let it go. Actually, he's just thinking.]
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
All right. If you can tell me you trust me.
Did I? Is that why you're avoiding me?
[There's a pause that might suggest Steve has let it go. Actually, he's just thinking.]
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
All right. If you can tell me you trust me.
[He doesn't fight it.
Not after the thirty seconds are up, and he's a ruin, and he's battered off his high horse and trampled into mush by his own steed.
Peter sucks back the gasps as Green grapples to find a hold on him. Sticks his fingers into his shirt when he's succeeded, and clutches the cloth in fists tight enough to mangle steel.
Punishment.
Peter coughs and a line of blood splatters over Green's shoulder, and he has to corral his thoughts for the moment. Focus on weathering through the jostle of being slung over the back of a gangling teenager with no clue how to handle a 911 situation and jogged towards help.
He only barely holds in the noises clawing out of his throat. Peter presses his face into Green's shoulder and hopes the other boy will understand when he feels how short his breath is against his back.
He wants to curl up and die.
Get it over with.
But as the med rover rises into view, he knows it's not going to be today.]
Not after the thirty seconds are up, and he's a ruin, and he's battered off his high horse and trampled into mush by his own steed.
Peter sucks back the gasps as Green grapples to find a hold on him. Sticks his fingers into his shirt when he's succeeded, and clutches the cloth in fists tight enough to mangle steel.
Punishment.
Peter coughs and a line of blood splatters over Green's shoulder, and he has to corral his thoughts for the moment. Focus on weathering through the jostle of being slung over the back of a gangling teenager with no clue how to handle a 911 situation and jogged towards help.
He only barely holds in the noises clawing out of his throat. Peter presses his face into Green's shoulder and hopes the other boy will understand when he feels how short his breath is against his back.
He wants to curl up and die.
Get it over with.
But as the med rover rises into view, he knows it's not going to be today.]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
meybe in abit kinna crowded
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
i'm fine rely
meybe in abit kinna crowded
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
i'm fine rely
wails in horror over that empty message line, how did that even happen i'm so gomen
nomoneystillproblems
2015-05-16 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Fucking seriously?]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
don't
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
that is some grade a mom manipulation rogers
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
don't
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
that is some grade a mom manipulation rogers
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
Are you going to tell me you're not trying to avoid me? You're in serious trouble. You want me to ignore that?
Are you going to tell me you're not trying to avoid me? You're in serious trouble. You want me to ignore that?
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
you can't put me in bigger trouble than i've already been in
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
Yes? Preferably? I'd like for all of us to go about our business
you can't put me in bigger trouble than i've already been in
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
Yes? Preferably? I'd like for all of us to go about our business
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
Sorry but I can't do that.
Sorry but I can't do that.
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
now you're being difficult
now you're being difficult
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
gadzooks you're right
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
he's kinda not okay, or at least the loki i knew. Keep your wits about you if you have to deal with him?
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
isn't joel like forty
gadzooks you're right
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
he's kinda not okay, or at least the loki i knew. Keep your wits about you if you have to deal with him?
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
isn't joel like forty
this has been an informative set of subject lines
nomoneystillproblems
2015-05-16 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
okay
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
how about you read my file and do the math
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
because I had this conversation with the other you already and I'm sick to death of it
okay
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
how about you read my file and do the math
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
because I had this conversation with the other you already and I'm sick to death of it
I have indeed learned much about the art of butthurtdial.
livingsymbol
2015-05-16 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a long pause after that. Too long for just reading over the file once, at least. Steve's answer comes far later. Peter might have even moved on by the time he sends his next message.]
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
He let you down. I'm sorry.
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
He let you down. I'm sorry.
shall we meet next week and discuss the tits that will not calm?
nomoneystillproblems
2015-05-16 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[He's spent that stretch face down in his pillow, unmoving. But much like Steve, the time it takes to drum up a reply is elongated. He's gone and grabbed himself a snack, some water. Fidgeting and reading those six words over and over and over until he starts to feel too damn pathetic, even by his own standards.]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
You told me I was an embarrassment right before it and should quit.
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
just leave me alone.
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
You told me I was an embarrassment right before it and should quit.
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
just leave me alone.
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
I can't do that.
I can't do that.
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
stop
stop
Oh man...
[That is.....definitely a large golden egg. "Where's the beanstalk?" he almost asks, but like most of the things he says here, it would be wasted. Why was he given such a woebegone audience for his golden wit?
When it shivers Peter gives it a sidelong glance.]
Uh. Okay. Uh. No problem man, anytime. Just.
[Dragon? That was going to be a dragon. Just like Temeraire (did he get that name right), or maybe some even more terrifying version. A Hungarian Horntail.
Frickety frick uh. Did....fantasy fiction apply whatsoever to real life?]
Are there...do you have any idea what kind of dragon it is?
[That is.....definitely a large golden egg. "Where's the beanstalk?" he almost asks, but like most of the things he says here, it would be wasted. Why was he given such a woebegone audience for his golden wit?
When it shivers Peter gives it a sidelong glance.]
Uh. Okay. Uh. No problem man, anytime. Just.
[Dragon? That was going to be a dragon. Just like Temeraire (did he get that name right), or maybe some even more terrifying version. A Hungarian Horntail.
Frickety frick uh. Did....fantasy fiction apply whatsoever to real life?]
Are there...do you have any idea what kind of dragon it is?
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
Listen to me. Just this once. He was wrong about you. I'm not going to leave you alone in this mess because it wouldn't be right.
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
You don't have to forgive me and I won't track you down. But if you need help I'll be here.
Listen to me. Just this once. He was wrong about you. I'm not going to leave you alone in this mess because it wouldn't be right.
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
You don't have to forgive me and I won't track you down. But if you need help I'll be here.
[Both of them had said that, now. Two editions of Steve Rogers, cut from similar cloths, but not the same. It should speak to the nature of the man, whatever thread keeps all the versions in all the crappy rehashes in each universe connected, drawing from the same well to make the same man with a pinch of something extra each time.
But he's never going to hear it for real. From the man who was there. Because as much as Peter wants to take those words and hold them close he can't help but wonder: if these copies were in his shoes, going through what that Cap had been through that day, that week, that month. That whole timeline. If they were in the same situation...
Wouldn't they decide one dumb, reckless kid wasn't enough to turn back for? Wouldn't they decide that six lunatics, busted loose from a prison and with the death of only one person on their mind, was a problem for the back burner?
It's not just Steve. It's all of them. But Steve let him go on the bridge, and never came back. Even after telling him how oh-so-sorry he was, you've got hero mettle after all.
Fucking jokes.]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
if i say yes to this will you stop texting me right now
But he's never going to hear it for real. From the man who was there. Because as much as Peter wants to take those words and hold them close he can't help but wonder: if these copies were in his shoes, going through what that Cap had been through that day, that week, that month. That whole timeline. If they were in the same situation...
Wouldn't they decide one dumb, reckless kid wasn't enough to turn back for? Wouldn't they decide that six lunatics, busted loose from a prison and with the death of only one person on their mind, was a problem for the back burner?
It's not just Steve. It's all of them. But Steve let him go on the bridge, and never came back. Even after telling him how oh-so-sorry he was, you've got hero mettle after all.
Fucking jokes.]
FROM: parker.peter@cdc.org
if i say yes to this will you stop texting me right now
FROM: rogers.s@cdc.org
Don't answer. I just wanted you to know you're nothing anyone else says you are. Especially him.
Don't answer. I just wanted you to know you're nothing anyone else says you are. Especially him.
[ Just going to... say nothing about that first text... ]
FROM: red@cdc.org
its what trainers do. didnt he tell you why we fight with pokemon. its a big thing lots of people do it
FROM: red@cdc.org
its what trainers do. didnt he tell you why we fight with pokemon. its a big thing lots of people do it
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