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gotgreenmagic) wrote2011-07-20 10:31 am
gotgreenmagic) wrote2011-07-20 10:31 am
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[Written and filtered to: Profit, Snape, Mozenrath, Kenzie. People on this filter cannot see who else is. Also visible to Tim.]
I did it. Okay? I poisoned Profit.
I did it, and I need to explain how this happened. I don't care how many of you already know. Back at the OS-19 port, Arthas and I were both - affected, assimilated, whatever you call it. I was pretty much his PA. Profit paid her to talk Arthas into leaving the port and making as much distance between them and the Barge as possible in the time they had, and she did.
I'm not going to pull any punches here. I have been here for almost two years and this is the worst thing anybody has ever tried to do to me. Don't start with 'at least you'd still be alive'. No. She would still be alive, with her memories and her experiences. I would have ceased to exist. My identity would have been permanently, irreparably destroyed. If that doesn't fit your definition of murder, I don't want to know what does.
I've had the potion since around January. Mozenrath gave it to me. I don't think he thought I was ever going to use it. I didn't think I was ever going to use it - I didn't ask for him to make it for me, but once I had it I held on to it. And when all this happened, I watched Profit for long enough to know when he wouldn't be home and then I spiked his wine. I don't have any more of the potion and if I did I would have thrown it overboard by now.
So that's it. I'm done. It's for Kenzie to deal with now.
[The following part is added a few minutes later, in voice. She sounds kind of rough and the general background noise indicates 'infirmary' pretty clearly. This part is not filtered to Profit.]
....I'm not done. What I'm going to say next, I want you guys to know: I'm not trying to minimize whatever it is my Warden decides to hand out, I'm just trying to cut down on the lectures about what a terrible person I was for torturing him. [A really, really is-this-thing-still-on long pause:] I know that already. There is nothing anybody can say or do that will make me wish I hadn't done this more than I do already. I went into this not fully realizing what the consequences could've been, I know that's not an excuse, and if I had the opportunity to do this over I wouldn't.
[...]
Mozenrath told me I should just admit to this a few days back, before port. For what it's worth. But he let me take my own time over this. More than I deserved, really.
Now I'm done.
[Still voice, filtered to Profit and Nygma]
You both know it was me. Everybody else it matters to knows as well. If you're going to come after me, just do it, get it over with. I don't care.
[OOC: Open spam in the infirmary is also available to anyone who wants it. ♥ She tried to walk off a dinosaur attack like an idiot and ended up passing out from blood loss once she got back on the Barge, right now she's laid up with scratches to her back and leg.]
I did it. Okay? I poisoned Profit.
I did it, and I need to explain how this happened. I don't care how many of you already know. Back at the OS-19 port, Arthas and I were both - affected, assimilated, whatever you call it. I was pretty much his PA. Profit paid her to talk Arthas into leaving the port and making as much distance between them and the Barge as possible in the time they had, and she did.
I'm not going to pull any punches here. I have been here for almost two years and this is the worst thing anybody has ever tried to do to me. Don't start with 'at least you'd still be alive'. No. She would still be alive, with her memories and her experiences. I would have ceased to exist. My identity would have been permanently, irreparably destroyed. If that doesn't fit your definition of murder, I don't want to know what does.
I've had the potion since around January. Mozenrath gave it to me. I don't think he thought I was ever going to use it. I didn't think I was ever going to use it - I didn't ask for him to make it for me, but once I had it I held on to it. And when all this happened, I watched Profit for long enough to know when he wouldn't be home and then I spiked his wine. I don't have any more of the potion and if I did I would have thrown it overboard by now.
So that's it. I'm done. It's for Kenzie to deal with now.
[The following part is added a few minutes later, in voice. She sounds kind of rough and the general background noise indicates 'infirmary' pretty clearly. This part is not filtered to Profit.]
....I'm not done. What I'm going to say next, I want you guys to know: I'm not trying to minimize whatever it is my Warden decides to hand out, I'm just trying to cut down on the lectures about what a terrible person I was for torturing him. [A really, really is-this-thing-still-on long pause:] I know that already. There is nothing anybody can say or do that will make me wish I hadn't done this more than I do already. I went into this not fully realizing what the consequences could've been, I know that's not an excuse, and if I had the opportunity to do this over I wouldn't.
[...]
Mozenrath told me I should just admit to this a few days back, before port. For what it's worth. But he let me take my own time over this. More than I deserved, really.
Now I'm done.
[Still voice, filtered to Profit and Nygma]
You both know it was me. Everybody else it matters to knows as well. If you're going to come after me, just do it, get it over with. I don't care.
[OOC: Open spam in the infirmary is also available to anyone who wants it. ♥ She tried to walk off a dinosaur attack like an idiot and ended up passing out from blood loss once she got back on the Barge, right now she's laid up with scratches to her back and leg.]
[SPAM]
[SPAM]
[Shego lapsed into silence alongside him. She didn't like this. She knew Kirk well enough to know roughly what he was thinking and what he was going to do next, most of the time, but Patrick was kind of alien in those respects. Finally:]
So what now?
[SPAM]
Kinda sounds like you already learned your lesson.
[SPAM]
It's not happening again. Ever.
[SPAM]
[And he did. Her confession had been pretty sincere, and while he wasn't exactly thrilled that she had waited so long to tell him, at least she had eventually, and that was really good enough for him. They were still basically strangers. Or, maybe acquaintances, at this point. Raptor attacks had a weird way of bringing people together.]
You miss Kirk?
[SPAM]
Little bit. [She sighed.] Who was your last Inmate before me?
[SPAM]