Email to Angelo

[xp_daytripper]

To: [seedy]
From: [curious]

Subject: Any particular reason...

...for getting trolleyed on a Sunday night? I'm guessing it was quite the session, since I haven't had my morning ping yet and you're down to one-word journal entries.

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

...shit. Sorry, I forgot. Yeah, there was a reason.

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[xp_daytripper]

And?

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

Ask Angie. She'll explain it better.

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[xp_daytripper]

I'd rather hear it from you, but since you're being all Cryptic Lad at me, let's play a game. I'll say what I think's going on and you tell me if I'm right or not.

1) There's a prophecy in that Adler woman's diaries.

2) You think it relates to you.

3) Angie can't tell you either way, 'cause precog doesn't work like that.

4) It's bad, which is why you went off to Harry's and tried to pickle yourself.

So, do I get my merit badge in Super Spy Business?

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

...yeah.

You already talked to her?

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[xp_daytripper]

Enough to find out she had insomnia from working through precog stuff and it was to do with Adler. That, plus you going all Stoic Not Talking Bloke at me and trying to drink Harry's dry by yourself... didn't take much to put it together.

I'd ask how bad it is, but since you're in this state, I know it's probably as bad as it can get. But I'm guessing Angie already told you that you can't believe everything a precog sees, even when they use plain English. Remy's walking proof of that.

Don't lock me out, okay? We're in this together, remember?

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

Figured. No other way you could know it was Adler.

She tried, yeah. And I'll try, but... ask her first. Won't sound as bad coming from her, with the explanation and all.

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Well, I might have hacked into her email or something, but I'm not Doug.

Except if she's vanished somewhere or other doing something or other for the Trenchcoats. I'll email her and see if she has her Blackberry on her, but she might be out of touch. I promise, I won't freak out if you tell me. I'd just like to know, so I can try and help.

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

It'll be easier if you already know. That's all.

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[xp_daytripper]

Okay, I know. You think some religious nutters are going to crucify you. Never mind that Angie already gave you the talk about how precog works... it's not going to happen.

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

If I don't know it's right, you don't know it's wrong.

I can't just pretend I never read it.

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It's one person's vision, out of how many? Two books at least? Not everything a precog sees comes true, and I'm willing to bet money she hasn't seen anything of the sort for you, or she would have said. Fuck, if I have to go down to see Tante and get her version, I will. And if there's the slightest chance of it happening... well, I brought one person Angie saw die back already. I'll do it again if I have to.

You've survived so much already, love. Why are you letting something this vague get to you?

[x-skin.livejournal.com]

Angie hardly ever sees anything more than a year away, she told me as much. And you won't - I know what it'd cost.

I survived all that. It's over. But I don't want to die like that.

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[xp_daytripper]

So we get her to check every year until you're satisfied. I'll go talk to Remy in a sec, see if Tante's approachable. She's back in the swamp, or I'd just call her direct.

I don't care about the cost; if I had to, I would. No argument.

You're not going to die like that, love. Not after everything else. It's not going to happen.

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

Okay.

I care about the cost.

Can't stop everything, querida. However much you want to.

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I don't have to stop everything, love. Just anything happening to you. I told you, I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you. No matter what that mad old bitch says.

We remember the part where I'm stubborn, right?

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[x-skin.livejournal.com]

We do.

Promise me you won't do anything stupid. Not just if this happens, if anything does.

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