didntgetdadslooks: (04)
Angel ([personal profile] didntgetdadslooks) wrote2020-04-05 06:22 pm

OFFICE HOURS

Got something you want to say to your good friend The Professor's Assistant? Come on in, don't be shy! Her official hours are daylight hours - girl has to sleep? after all, probably - but if you knock on the door at night she'll generally answer. Please just make sure to leave the in-game date and time in the header of your toplevel!

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nothingcanstop: ("'cause you're a girl")

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-06 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
Can I feed a message to him?
nothingcanstop: (oh‚ it seems all my life)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-06 09:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ She leans in, a little, and her voice drops to a low growl. ]

You overblown, tyrannical piece of shit. You slimy, underhanded monster. I will, I will make you regret targeting me. This isn't a threat, it's a promise. I'll make you the one with regrets.
nothingcanstop: (and the flight attendants)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-07 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
...He better.

[ Della's shoulders slump a little. It doesn't look like this is giving her the catharsis she wanted. ]
nothingcanstop: ("girls shouldn't be in the cockpit")

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-07 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
I'll remind him too. After the jab he made, I don't think he's allowed to have a single word in this conversation.

You have any idea where he gets these ideas from? ...The offers, threats?
nothingcanstop: (here and now nothing matters)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-07 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
That all, huh...? [ Her eyes narrow. She's...she's thinking. Maybe not nice thinking. There are questions she could ask. Aren't there? But right now, she can't...think of any. ] He can just do that. Flip someone's whole life upside-down. Just...whatever regret. Whatever we want...

...as long as we throw away our morals.
nothingcanstop: (i feel i know them oh so well)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-07 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ If only Della could take note of that, right now... ]

...So how's that work? I go back, if I don't die in the process of throwing all these perfectly nice and innocent people under the bus, remember everything the way it was, and have to just pretend that actually I didn't throw myself into outer space with no recovery plan, letting everyone I love believe I was lost forever?

I just pretend that didn't happen?
nothingcanstop: (he said "just see what happens")

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-07 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
...

[ After a long few moments, Della drops her head into her hands and sighs. More than sighs, just...lets all the air out from her lungs, a nice deep purge. ]

That's not changing my regrets, that's...looking my mistake in the face, every day of my life. Even more than I already do. After everything, they still wouldn't have their mother. I still wouldn't know them. They still wouldn't know me. I barely know me.

[ She stares at the ground, forehead on the desk, hands at her temples. ]

You can't just change your past. You can just learn.
nothingcanstop: (and they said)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-07 08:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Too bad, it's depressed duck day!! ]

I would've given anything. To see them hatch. Their first steps, first words. First day of school. To see each of them grow. I'd give my other leg. My everything. My sons...are my whole world. If I could've understood that, sooner. If...I could've understood what was sacrificing for them, what was really selfish.

[ All she does, she continues to just stare at the floor, as something empty inside her keeps growing. ]

But... I'm always gonna have taken that ride. I'm never going to have that life. Even if I change it. It's not mine. I didn't earn it.
nothingcanstop: (and the flight attendants)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-07 08:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's very quiet. Not...really moving, much. Her hands slide down the side of her face to fall limp at her side.

There's a part of her that wants to snap, that she doesn't want to hear this, not from Angel. Could Angel help it? ...Does Angel really have a choice in the matter? It's not fair, none of this is fair. Not a single part of this.

Della murmurs: ]
Ten years. I'll never get those ten years back.

[ And then, she sits up. At least, she raises her head. ]

I'm...gonna think on this more. In the present. No changing the past.
nothingcanstop: (here and now nothing matters)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-08 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ She stands, takes a moment, and... ]

I'm not... I don't know. I don't expect to be back here like this again, but, if I do... Tell me I said that. Smack some sense, or...something.
nothingcanstop: (i feel i know them oh so well)

[personal profile] nothingcanstop 2020-05-08 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Yeah, okay.

[ She starts to leave, but. ]

...Take a look around the cartography room sometime. You'll find some things you might recognize.