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To: [siren songstress]
From: [lost at sea]
Subject: Soap?

So. There's a bar of soap with a mermaid on it that got delivered to my office. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you? :P

-D

Comments

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

TO: [lost in the office]
FROM: [sailors bane]
SUBJ: re: Soap?

I can neither confirm nor deny that. But I have heard rumors that you might have been in need of that. Go home, cara.

-T

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [death of me]
From: [just plain lost]
Subj: RE: Soap?

You can neither confirm nor deny? What, have you been testifying before Congress, lady guard? :P

And it's been almost two weeks. I have actually been home and showered and all in that time.

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [never just plain]
From: [are you a sailor?]
Subj: RE: Soap?

So gossip is slow to get around to me. Sue me. I have been promised soon-to-be-competent pro bono counsel.

But if the rumors of your impending fall to the Sloth-side are unfounded, what were you doing in the office on a Sunday?

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [lures more than sailors]
From: [just plain tired]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Soon-to-be-competent? I'm guessing that narrows it down to Angelo, then.

I was working. And it wasn't sloth, anyway. It was...avoidance.

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

TO: [need a pillow instead?]
FROM: [you make me sounds like a tackle box]
subj: RE: Soap?

Aye, it was Angelo. Or meself, maybe. Some day.

I know avoidance. Usually I find my own in a pint rather than an office. Are you no longer avoiding, or have you just found alternate methods?

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [more alluring than luring]
From: [not sleeping well either]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Well, I figured it wasn't Warren, since he's opening his practice already, and I can't see the 'feebs' providing you anything pro bono...

I remember your 'avoidance in a pint' from Finnegan's. Still avoiding, just, y'know, actually leaving the office to shower and eat and (attempt to) sleep.

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

TO: [try a warm milk toddy]
FROM: [that's the nicest thing I have been called in a while]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Anything I can do to help?

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [deserving of compliments]
From: [probably need something stronger]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I don't know. Mostly I'm having a kind of complete failure to cope with things. I don't know which was worse, flashing back to being sixteen, or flashing forward to now.

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

TO: [You've not had my toddies]
FROM: [spread the word]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I cannot even begin to understand. Sixteen was not a good year for anyone.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [what's in them then?]
From: [spreading the word is what i do]
Subj: RE: Soap?

You're telling me. Sixteen-year-old me's first instinct upon waking up mostly unclothed in a strange apartment with a strange woman was to try and call Jamie.

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [sinatra]
From: [that's for me to know]
Subj: RE: Soap?

That sounds... awkward.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [can i have one?]
From: [ol' blue eyes]
Subj: RE: Soap?

You're telling me. You know how if you -really- don't want to talk to someone, you'll pick up and hang up so it won't go to voicemail? Yeah, that's what I got.

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [baby blues]
From: [you planning on falling asleep on me?]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Well, I was talking about the waking up in a strange apartment with a strange woman at the age of sixteen, but that qualifies too. :p

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [would you let me?]
From: [just blue]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Oh. Yeah, that too. I guess it shows where my priorities are, huh? :/

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [blue's a good color]
From: [i make a good pillow]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Just shows me you've got a lot of awkward going on.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [soft and snuggly?]
From: [captain awkward]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Oh, and I didn't even get to the biggest awkward. Sixteen-year-old Marie-Ange was under the impression that she and I were dating.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [Captain Courageous]
From:[you know it]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Wait, what? Just who did you wake up with?

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [comforting]
From: [all couraged out]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Jubilee. Y'know, my current girlfriend. :P Of course, she didn't know me, because she was sixteen before I arrived at the mansion, and it took me a while to recognize her because I expected her to be younger like I thought I was, etc.

It was like some cosmic thing designed to be as awkward as possible. I was old girl-crazy pre-dating sixteen, Marie-Ange was sixteen while she and I were dating, Amanda was punk pre-mansion sixteen...you get the idea.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [cowardly lion]
From: [just what I always wanted to be]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Well, that's who I was assuming, but then you went and mentioned Marie-Ange. Was 16 before or after Fish? I'm trying to place you in my mental timeline.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [you always wanted to be comforting to me?]
From: [coward]
Subj: RE: Soap?

After. Like about four or five months after for me, and a bit more for Marie-Ange.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [there's nothing braver than facing your fears and moving on in spite of them]
From: [I sound so maternal]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Why traumatized by that time? I mean, aside from the awkward.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [i definitely don't think of you as maternal]
From: [not the best at facing fears or moving on]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Mostly the awkward came after we all got our memories back. Because I remembered all the crap with my family, and how Marie-Ange and I are the incredibly awkward exes who can't seem to go five minutes in the same room without it degenerating into an argument...

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [i have faith in you]
From: [long as you don't think of me as sixteen :p]
Subj: RE: Soap?

*wince* Doug, me bucko, surely there is something worth coming back to the now for?

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [at least someone does]
From: [not that either]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I'm having difficulty thinking of any? I mean, I'm tired of my life being something I have to -cope- with, you know? There's you, but even things with Jubilee are feeling a bit strained after the whole sixteen thing.

...and we're back to these email threads being the Doug Confession Hour. How does this keep happening?

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [you've not disappointed]
From: [now I'm curious]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Stop just coping then. Make your decisions, man up, and move on. Stop reacting and be proactive. And God knows I should be taking me own advice. :(

Because I'm a warm and understanding soul who would rather listen to your problems than be dealing with her own.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [curious as to how i think of you?]
From: [feels like a disappointment lately]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Ugh. I really dislike the term 'man up' sometimes. Like having anxiety and worries and second-guessing decisions is somehow un-masculine?

(I know you didn't mean it that harshly, but yeah)

You having problems of your own? Do you want to talk about them at all? It'd make me feel a little better about how I've been monopolizing the conversation with my emo, to be honest.

-D

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [you're not]
From: [aye but don't tell me if it's bad]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I could have been using the phrase 'balls up,' but I suppose that is no less sexist.

Eh. Work is keeping me busy enough to not dwell. It's also keeping me from really figuring out what to do with Bobby. Things are a wee bit more than strained.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [it's definitely not bad]
From: [now if i could just convince myself that]
Subj: RE: Soap?

That and I suppose I'm just not great at moving on.

Oh, hell. I had a sneaking suspicion things weren't great, but...I guess I was hoping things would improve. What a pair we make, huh? Both trying to bury ourselves in work to not dwell on strained things. It working any better for you than it is for me? :-/

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [believe me, if not yourself?]
From: [then do tell]
Subj: RE: Soap?

To be honest? No. It's as if we both make a half-hearted effort at reconnecting, then run away to our own lives for days at a time. I do not know my husband anymore.

If I have any advice, tis to talk to Jubes before the wall gets so high you cannot see over it anymore. :/

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [i'll give it a shot]
From: [not bad doesn't mean not...awkwardish?]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I'm sorry to hear that. I wish I could help you somehow.

What happens if we both have walls? And...I don't know, we just sort of fell into a relationship after Marie-Ange left and I was doing my best at being a cad. And now...I wonder if it's just because it's convenient and easy now. And I worry that both of our 'not coping' tendencies are building those walls higher.

I just don't know what I want or what to do anymore.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [there is no try, there is only do]
From: [awkwards all over the place]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I don't even know what would help.

Talking is the only thing I can say, even if it is uncomfortable or not easy. Relationships aren't always convenient or easy. Unless you are wanting to just walk away from it all.

Though that might be the first step for you, boyo. Figuring out what it is you are wanting.

Listen to me go on though. I'm so the relationship expert around here.

Bah.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [awkward]
From: [awkwarder]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I wish I knew what would help either of us. Some days I wish I could just walk away from my entire life. I guess you can't exactly walk away from yourself, though.

Ugh. As emo as I'm being, I should go invest in some black eyeliner or something, huh.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [awkwarder]
From: [awkwardest]
Subj: RE: Soap?

Let's just run away together. Or go get a makeover. Whichever is easier. :p

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: [awk]
From: [ward]
Subj: RE: Soap?

um.

[x-siryn.livejournal.com]

To: [Ward... of the state?]
From: [squawk]
Subj: RE: Soap?

I know. It's such a hard decision.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

To: Drake, Teresa Rourke
From: Ramsey, Douglas
Subj: Out Of Office

I'm not at my computer right now. If it's an urgent matter, please leave a voicemail on the Snow Valley Centre IT extension, and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.