[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.
I don't know! Maybe you meant the armor! Maybe there aren't any goddam rules to this! It's not like it makes any sense in the first place. [HUFF. forgive him for being cautious!!]
... Ugh, right. I guess I should drop off Wash's armor over there, or something. I might have to take over his room? I didn't exactly have a bunk with Cee.
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And if you are too then how the hell is Wash cutting you out of a conversation?
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Flatly: ] Just what I always wanted.
What else were you going to ask me?
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[You're free to speak uninterrupted now, Tex.]
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Yeah, make sure you keep him that way. So again, what were you going to ask me?
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[a sigh. why does he do this to himself.]
Can I see your face? Like, in person, maybe?
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[ A pause and then: ] It looks the same as before.
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[there's a long beat, before he continues, horrified:] Unless you just... Look like Tucker?
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If you want to see me, you know where we live. Or are you suggesting somewhere else?
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... Ugh, right. I guess I should drop off Wash's armor over there, or something. I might have to take over his room? I didn't exactly have a bunk with Cee.
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Might as well take over his room. It's not like he'll be needing it while he's stuck like this.
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[but seriously, enough about washington. seriously.] Seriously, though. Should I just go over to your place?
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