reboot: Voice

[deadbythename]

 [ The voice speaking doesn't exactly match the 15 year old kid who's usually talking.  It's gruffer and more sardonic than the kid's ever was. ]

Guess it's my lucky day.  Got dropped right back in here with all my memories intact.

[ Most of them anyway.  He's fuzzy on a whole lot and trying to sort through all this new shit makes his head hurt, but he won't let on to it.  He considers reaching out for a minute, maybe trying to address a few people from those memories who might still be there.  He doesn't. ]

Since I'm here, might as well do something I've never done before.  Where can a guy get a decent drink in this shithole?

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voice

[gevurah]

I think I like you better as a kid.

voice

[deadbythename]

You and everybody else, Kane.

voice

[gevurah]

I am sorry for whatever has happened to you in these past years. [ He might be acting a bit snotty now, but coming back from the dead? She can't imagine how much that must have screwed him up. ]

voice

[deadbythename]

Don't apologize.

[ His anger, old and comfortable, rises up just a little in his tone. He grits his teeth and sighs. ]

It had nothing to do with you.

voice

[gevurah]

Doesn't mean I can't feel sorry anyway. [ It's true and the genuine pity is there in her tone. ]

voice

[deadbythename]

[He growls.]

Keep it to yourself. I don't need your fucking pity.

voice

[gevurah]

[ When she finally speaks again, her own anger seeps into her tone. ]

Fine.

Nice to see you've matured. [ She adds, sarcastically, before disconnecting. ]