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[greatlightother]

[You get treated to some Beatles again today, friends. Only in the background, though. It's that kind of day.] For once, I don't actually have anything to say about that. Well, that hasn't already been said. It was awful and terrifying enough the first time that something like this came along and I really didn't want to repeat it. I couldn't even bring myself to fake it.

Or fight against it.

So if anyone was looking for myself or Petronilla, we were both fine. And unaffected.

Also, I hate asking the Admiral of anything so trivial, so...if you happen to keep any extra lamps or candles around, can I make use of them?

Not you, Doctor. I have enough of your lamps. I don't want to take any more.

[Friends Filter - This is a pretty open list at the moment...]

It's terrible timing but...today is a relatively mild day for me. Which...actually might be good. I'm the worst about wanting distractions more often than not, but if you need something now, I can do it. A drink. A swim. Coffee. Tea. Something. I know that...whatever it was...has to be hard.

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[iam-aghost.livejournal.com]

I can lend you some oil lamps of mine.

Can I ask what for, or is it just a matter of it being dark?

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

It's just dark.

[iam-aghost.livejournal.com]

Then you are most welcome to use them.

That's a nice song, by the way.

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Thank you. It seems poetry and good music is a trend. I thought I might give my own.

After your time, though.

[iam-aghost.livejournal.com]

A rather good trend, if you ask me.

I had guessed as much, but it doesn't stop me appreciating it.

[feels-no-love.livejournal.com]

Petronilla is all right?

...ehm...

*cough* I have good beeswax candles if you have need of them.

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Yes, she's fine.

Rea-

I would appreciate it, actually. Thank you.

[feels-no-love.livejournal.com]

It is a small matter, and I have more than sufficient. Where shall I bring them?

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

My cabin is fine. Level two, room fifteen.

[feels-no-love.livejournal.com]

As you wish, then. I will be down presently. Will half a dozen be enough?

[toldastory]

I've got some lamps in my room. I'm hardly ever there anymore. They're yours if you want them.

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In a few days a swim, yeah?

[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'll take them.

[Filter]

Alright. Um...I promise this time.

[toldastory]

Of course.

[Filter]
Brilliant, a few days.

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[damesuccubus.livejournal.com]

I left my jar of olives in your cabin.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

...ew.

They might not be here.

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[damesuccubus.livejournal.com]

Why? Did you eat them?

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

No. Why-nevermind. Because the flood might have taken them away when it changed.

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[damesuccubus.livejournal.com]

But --

But it was mine.

[pause.]

Will you go check and see if it's still there?

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[cisskabob]

...Tea might be nice. Are you sure you're all right?

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

For now, yes.

When?

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[lostundercover]

You and Howie were close, right? I mean he trusted you.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

Yes.

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[lostundercover]

I need help.. It's something my warden can't know about. If you're not comfortable with that, it's okay. I didn't know who else I could go to, though. I trusted him. If he trusted you, I trust you.

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[greatlightother.livejournal.com]

No, it's alright. What's wrong?

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[lostundercover]

I have anxiety attacks. I used to have medication, but I was addicted, so I stopped taking them completely. Thing is, they didn't go away.. the attacks. I talked to Grayson and Jones about it a couple, few months back, but they didn't listen and tried to put me on anti-depressants instead.

I need something. Too much.. shit has happened and I can't handle it right now, but I know my warden will just insist on the same unhelpful bullshit that Jones recommended. I was hoping maybe you could help me.

..Oh, sorry. I'm Bill. Costigan.