2020-06-02 - Are We Alright?

Ruiz checks in with Alexander after the Asylum events, Alexander reminds him that an offer is still open.

IC Date: 2020-06-02

OOC Date: 2019-12-16

Location: Textspace

Related Scenes:   2020-05-31 - Inmates Running The Asylum

Plot: None

Scene Number: 4730

Social

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Hey. You all right?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Isabella has plied me with many painkillers. The usual nightmares, but I'll be okay. People die. Horribly. It happens. Are you okay? She said everyone survived.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : We all came back, yeah. A little worse for wear, maybe. Thanks for your help with the cell. Isabella mentioned she might want to be there when I talk to Megan.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Did she tell you about the Doctor? And you're welcome. I can keep renewing the null on it.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I'd appreciate it if you could. Don't need her trying to fry my brains out in there.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Did who tell me about the Doctor?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : You think she'd be happy someone wanted to come and get her. Isabella. I mean. Isabella realized what the Doctor was.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Is.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : My theory is.. some sort of.. fuck, how to even describe it. He seems to exist outside of the Veil, but I don't know shit about all that. What's Isabella think?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : It's made of Glimmer. A personification of whatever it is that gives us our abilities. So. Basically, power incarnate.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Que mierda?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yeah. Kind of blows the mind, huh?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : So where did it come from? how did it get there?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I don't know. Theoretically, if it's...made of ability-stuff, then it might not have come from anything. Rather, I guess, it might be the wellspring other things come from. Like the Veil. Or our abilities.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : That is fucked up.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Yes. Maybe. Hard to say. You might have just tried to shoot God in the forehead, Javier.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : My parents tried and failed to make me a good Catholic. I'm sure they'd be rolling in their graves.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : It's okay. My extensive cult experience has taught me that God is a massive asshole.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Shooting Him is only natural.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Right, I forgot that you've got God baggage too.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : So uh. you sure you're okay?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I'm not okay. But I was never really okay. So I will survive. I wish I'd gone with Violet. I wish she'd waited and let me go with her.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Gone where?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Over there. To find Alice. She asked me to go with her. Alejandro asked me to protect her. She asked me to take care of him if she didn't make it. I failed all of them.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Side note: Mrs. Whitehouse's corpse is in the second floor of the Whitehouse home. It's a bit dried out by now. Alice was keeping it. SOmeone should pick it up.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : By someone, I'm guessing you mean me.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I can just call it in and get a patrolman over there.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : No. I'll deal with it. And try not to beat yourself up too badly about Alice. About Violet. I know it's kind of pointless, me telling you this, but.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I failed them. I'm sort of used to it by now. I'll be okay. Thank you, though.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Meanwhile the world goes on.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : You're very nice and I'm glad you're my friend.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : And I'm pleased you know Mary Oliver

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Also glad you're my friend. I don't have many.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Neither do I. We're both a little weird. But that's okay.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : It is okay. Tenlo en cuenta. Yeah?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I'll try. Speaking of in mind. And thinking. Have you been thinking?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Thinking of what?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : The offer I made a while back.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : (a couple of minutes later and lots of ....s) which offer's that

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Same one I extended to Bennie. It's okay if you haven't. Just remember it's open.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : (more ...)

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I don't know if I can.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : It's hard.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : But you have a number of people who love you.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Think they do, anyway.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : If you like. But: most of us are broken assholes, you know. You're not gonna shock us. I can be as much of an asshole as I need to be, if it helps. Ask Bennie.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I don't need to. I'll bet you can be, Alexander.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : Don't need to what?

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Ask Bennie. I know you well enough to know what you're capable of.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I'm glad. 🙂

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : I'll continue to think about it. It's never a good time.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : You know that it will never be a good time. Just know that I'm your friend, Javier. And anything you need, you just have to let me know.

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : And thank you. For caring. And letting me talk about Violet and Alice a little.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Siempre. Sabes donde encontrarme.

(TXT to Alexander) Ruiz : Talk soon, yeah?

(TXT to Ruiz) Alexander : I do. And yes. Don't die.


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