voice: midnight ramble

[rickitikitarr]

[Ricki's insomnia is not getting all that much better. There isn't anything to do around during the day, exactly, either, but it's even worse at this hour in the morning. All he can think of is the library, again, and the network.

Today, it's;]

Who knows what about fruit hybrids? Did you know they've invented something called a pluot that's halfway between an apricot and a plum? I'm not an old fashioned bloke but that strikes me as a little ghastly.

[Flipping the age of his book.]

A plumcot. A pleacotum. This can't be real, it must be nonsense- here. Limequats. That, at least, is properly illustrative.

I'm pleased to see you haven't squandered the future that past generations won for you. Additionally, I think we should request all of these for the kitchen, immediately.

Comments

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[rickitikitarr]

What?

No. Don't tell me.

[Didn't exist in the seventies, he's sticking to that.]

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[demolitions]

Just somethin' to bear in mind, that's all.

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[rickitikitarr]

How've you been? Didn't make your escape in Paris?

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[demolitions]

I've been better. Bringin' people back from the dead takes a lot out of you if you ain't Jesus.

Not for lack of tryin'.

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[rickitikitarr]

Neato. Who'd you have to raise up from the grave?

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[demolitions]

Omar Little. I found him on the shower locker room floor, shot through the head.

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[rickitikitarr]

Ah, I thought that might be it. Poor chap.

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[demolitions]

I've seen a lotta dead bodies in my day and been the cause of a fair few of 'em, too. It's a bad thing to be killin' people, I know. But bein' able to bring someone back to life like that—I can't even begin to describe how amazin' that feels.

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[rickitikitarr]

Really.

[Pleasantly surprised. Warm, even.]

I wouldn't have thought of that. What was it like?

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[demolitions]

[How to describe something indescribable?] You might think you'd feel like some kinda god, but that ain't really it. It's more like somethin' touchin' your soul, but that's inadequate as well.

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[rickitikitarr]

Changed your perspective, on being here?

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[demolitions]

I wouldn't go that far. You might meet someone and fall in love in a prison, but that doesn't make you like the prison any better.

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[rickitikitarr]

Good, I was getting worried there.