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[onlyhearmusic]

[a lyrical hum cuts in, almost as if someone didn't know what they were doing]

"Leave yer message."

[oh. no, he knew. he just didn't care. the beep comes after another brief humming stops.]

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[howtheyshine]

Yes, you are. You cause pain without remorse and then are outraged when you can't escape the results of your own actions, but others causing you pain, well--that is something to punish.

[He snorts. Another moment, a softly growled sigh.]

I am sorry that I hurt you. I am sorry that I did that. I would even... try to make it better, if I thought you would ask for anything I could give without hurting someone else. If there's something you want, something I can ask my warden for, I will do that.

[onlyhearmusic]

Oh, no. You can't compare this place ta tha real world. Nothin' is tha same here as there, and you don't know me enough ta say that's all there is.

[He had no qualms with a fair game in the real world. He took his punishments when they came. Took it all in stride. This place? This place was nothing compared to that. He would not allow the comparison.]

You think I haven't taken my licks here? That I haven't taken my punishment fer each action I've taken? Fuck you, monster. I've taken each and every one of 'em. Now it's yer turn. Get tha fuck over it.

[howtheyshine]

[Almost amused now.] You don't like being called a hypocrite when the circumstances make you one. This isn't the real world. Get the fuck over it.

[A pause.]

But you say you've paid, and you say I owe you, so fine. I owe you. If you need a favor I can give, I will.

[onlyhearmusic]

[He was fairly certain he made himself clear: he had paid for every crime he had committed here. Nothing hypocritical with that. Monsters and their stupidity. One just like the other.

He'd had enough.]

I'll keep that in mind.