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Olivia "Liv" Moore ([personal profile] livable) wrote in [community profile] genessia2016-07-03 07:51 pm

10 BRAINS; voice

I'm not the greatest ad spokesperson in the world, but as usual, if you know science, the Genessian Scientific Research Foundation could use your help. We're seriously understaffed right now and the more people we have working, the more likely we are to find something. I'm a surgeon-turned-assistant medical examiner-turned-pathologist, there are only so many possibilities I can cover or you'd probably be getting more frequent updates, Genessia.

How many of you are from the U.S.? I know this isn't exactly the home-of-the-brave here, but I'll admit to missing out on barbecues and fireworks. Is anyone doing anything tomorrow?

locked to blaine (or action if he's around the apt or her work, whichever you want)
Where have you been?

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[ Liv had categorically refused to go into Everglade unless someone needed her help. Fortunately, there were enough healers around that it hadn't really become an issue. Not enough that anyone ever sent out a call for a medical doctor anyway. All of those people tended to end up at a hospital of some kind if they weren't healed immediately.

Which is why when she was on her way to meet Toby, she always insisted they meet at the Everglade gate. She'd found that it was kind of nice having a person around who understood why she couldn't tell her secret who wasn't also busy with work all the time (David, as good of a friend as he was to her) or seemed to think it was a big cosmic joke (Blaine, the man who infected her in the first place). As it turned out, as with back home, the more people she could trust the better she felt about anything. Even if she still hadn't found her purpose, she was still trying. THat was better than the first time- no couch-bound Liv today.

She wasn't sure where they were going today, just that they'd decided to hang out, so Liv waited by the archway gate, messing around on her phone while she waited. ]
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-07-24 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Yes, he comes here to eavesdrop and it's an enjoyable pass time.]

Why not write it down?

[He takes a long sip of his drink.]

You can't forget then and you can write down each brain, each person. Things are never forgotten if they're written.

[Toby isn't a big writer or reader.]
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-07-24 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Do you always return to you?

[He knows someone who has a similar problem though it's through memory altercation and control. Instead of turning into different people he turns into a robot. So Toby can understand to a degree though it's nothing he's experienced himself.]

Sounds difficult. How do you do handle it?
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-07-28 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Toby bobs his head in a nod.]

Sounds like you have it figured out. [At least that's what he's getting at.]

Now you just need to stop feeling guilty about surviving.

[This is a case of the pot calling the kettle black; pot meet kettle.]
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-08-02 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah but you're alive.

[He rolls his shoulders taking a long sip of her drink.]

I've done a lot of horrible things to stay alive. [...]How long have you been a zombie?
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-08-12 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
That's a long time not to like what you are.

[He considers her alive but that's his opinion and he doesn't weight that very high. Toby has a lot of experiance in hating what you've become. He's done that for twenty years and to a degree he still does it.]
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-08-21 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Isn't it good to remember that?

[He takes a long sip of his drink, downing it before placing the empty glass down.]

Look, my family was torn apart. I became a hit man for a psychopathic jackass. I've done things that serial killers would grimace at or run in the face of. I've eaten and murdered children, making sure that nothing was left of them. The most I could do at the time is remember their names. [He knows them all.] I became a god damn bogey man to those in the Hidden World. I've cut myself off from those I know and denied myself everything because I didn't think I deserved it.

Don't be like me. Denying anything can find a way to get back at you.
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-08-23 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Toby waves for his glass to be refilled and waits for the bartender before answering.]

No.

[His words are gruff and terse and he quickly gulps down the next drink before he continues.] I don't think I will. [There are parts of himself that have been bred into a weapon. If he were to snap or lose control he has no idea what he'd do. So far the only casualties have been trees but Toby isn't enough of an optimist to think it'll stay that way.

If she were to ask him if he deserves forgiveness he'd automatically have an answer; no. There is nothing that will fully be able to punish him for the things he's done. He doesn't deserve to be happy. Prior to arriving in Genessia he's had to look into the faces of the families that he's torn apart.

It doesn't matter what side of the fight he finds himself on; he'll always just be a tool used for war. Toby is pretty sure that's the only reason he's still alive.]
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-09-01 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
I didn't do it because I wanted to.

[His tone is soft however there is a deep growl that vibrates in his chest as he spoke. He already hates himself and he knows that he doesn't deserve friendship or adoration or any feeling that might lead to happiness. The best he can do is work for the families that he's torn apart.

He's just become a monster for the other side of the fight and he hates himself for that too.

Toby takes the rest of his drink but pauses, wishing for a moment that he might get drunk.]
You don't have to pretend to like me.
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-09-03 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Toby rolls his shoulders in a shrug. The problem is that he doesn't like himself, between the two of them she's the well adjusted monster. Yes, he's a wolf but that's always been a part of him. He hadn't become a monster until he turned seventeen, when his family was kidnapped and he'd been force to take a weight so they didn't have to.

Now that weight threatens to crush him.]


If you say so.
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[personal profile] nofortunateone 2016-09-18 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Werewolves.

[He says this automatically.]

I can't get drunk. [Though he'll still take the shot and drink her under the table.] I also don't get sick like a human. [It takes deadly poisons to get Toby since and even then he usually just walks it off or sleeps it off.]

Still want to try to drink me under the table?