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Mayfield Mods ([personal profile] mayfield_mods) wrote2011-07-18 01:01 am

a conversation; hackable

[ The sounds of the voices on the phone are quiet and muffled, almost far away. But the two men they belong to are familiar to anyone in Mayfield. ]

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[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Does it really matter, Bill? You saw her, didn't you? The droning was wearing off. It had always been frayed, but she was going out of her mind. Even he couldn't repair that. All I did was put her out of her misery.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
You think he cares about any of that? You've been here this long, and you really believe he's sane enough for that?

He doesn't care, Evan! She was his, or at least he thought she was, and you took her away! Of course he was going to throw a fit! Don't even try to tell me you didn't expect that.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
You're right. I did expect that. What I didn't expect was that you'd be stupid enough to leave the whole town unguarded when I disappeared. You didn't even leave anyone to keep an eye on the town while you were traipsing out here looking for me, were you?

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
...Hmph. It doesn't matter, does it? None of them so much as tried anything. A little truth-telling and a good old Commie hunt to keep them distracted, and they didn't lift a finger in our absence. We've trained them well these past few years, you and I. They know exactly who their master is.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, they do. And I hate to break it to you, Bill, but it isn't you. It isn't me, either. It's him, it was always him, and he's your master too. You're a fucking coward.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Insults, at this stage? Come now, Evan, there's no call for that. If I'm a coward, then what, exactly, does that make you? Oh, yes, you were quite the brave hero, right up until you decided you couldn't win.

How did that turn out for you, again?

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
Enough, enough... I'm sorry. That was uncalled for.

I don't hate you, Evan. I just wish you hadn't been so stupid. You had it all, and then you threw it all away, and for what? For Achewood?

For God's sake, Evan, I know you loved her once, but the thing you 'mercy' killed last week wasn't her. She- it- was a just a drone, a broken shell, a fragment. The only reason it was being kept around at all was because of his mad obsession with the woman it used to be. That's what you sacrificed yourself for? Your power, your position, just to spit in his eye like that? Why, Evan?

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
You really want to know? Fine. ...because she asked me to.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
...I see.

Well, I hope it was worth it, Evan. We filled her slot- we had to make do with what we had. It's not quite the same, but it'll do.

As for you, though...

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor, then? Why am I not surprised.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
I'll... suggest he make it quick. Out of respect for your past few years of service.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Don't. I'm not Grey. I don't deserve what he got. This has been a long time coming, Bill. I'm... done. With all of this. Make it fast, make it slow, I don't give a damn anymore. I only want one thing now.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:23 am (UTC)(link)

And what would that be, Evan?

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
When it's over... when I'm gone, and you've got a replacement for me, and everything's settled down again... I want you to find a mirror and look at yourself. Not the way you are now, the real you. I want you to stare your real self in the eye, and I want you to ask yourself if you're happy doing this.

[identity profile] 2011-07-18 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[There is a long, long silence.]


...Goodbye, Evan.

[And everything goes quiet as the phones click off.]