Patrick Kenzie (
knowsthepeople) wrote2011-04-14 07:48 pm
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eight [voice]
[Private to Jason, right after talking to Martha]
Where are you?
[Private to B'Elanna]
You busy?
[Private separately to Ray and Costigan]
How you been, guy?
Where are you?
[Private to B'Elanna]
You busy?
[Private separately to Ray and Costigan]
How you been, guy?
[spam]
I know he still gives a shit. But he made a choice. Me, or the psycho murderer who killed me and killed hundreds of others and put Barbara in a fucking wheelchair, and he chose the clown. I'm pretty sure we're over.
[The choice of words was deliberate and the tone is ugly, bitterly self-mocking, borderline self-loathing.]
[spam]
[And that would be Patrick taking a gamble, pushing harder on the issue then he had with probably any other since they'd been assigned to each other, and he knew it.]
[spam]
[He's not denying it, though.]
It doesn't matter if he actually killed me right that second, I gave him two options and he chose to kill me. I literally took every other choice away and he still wouldn't choose me over a psychopathic clown. Does he give a shit? Yeah, sure. But it's nothing I can deal with.
[spam]
[It's less prying and more trying to understand the psychology of those involved, and wondering how much of this is Jason's version of what happened, despite what Bruce would say.]
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Because he's Batman. Because he's insane. It means the same thing. I know he doesn't mean to fuck us around like this, but he can't actually help it. Ask Dick sometime. I bet even Drake has stories. He'll never choose any of us over the mission.
And they can keep on following him despite or because of that, but I won't.
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[It was flat, passionless, maybe a little curious, and frankly? Patrick was starting to think this was all a load of bullshit.]
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I have two choices, Patrick. I can choose to work with you or I can choose to stay myself. I would rather stay me, but I can't do what I need to do here, I can't go anywhere, I can't even die.
You asked me if I knew Bruce "loved" me. Of course I know. He's the only person who ever cared about me and stayed. Those are the best four years of my life. Everything important I've ever done, I've done because of him, for him, even when I was trying to kill him. He's my entire fucking life. There has to be more than that. Because I can't be his son. Not like this.
[That's as close as he's going to get to admitting changing might change that, and that he'd want that. It's not something he likes to speculate about. If Patrick somehow reprogrammed him, maybe Bruce would want him back... but he refuses to go that far. It's Bruce who taught him to stick to his principles.]
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You said you've got two choices: work with me oah stay the same. Why can't you work with me, but keep yoah memories? This whole thing was your idea, and I've never been that on boahd with it. I'm willin' to do whatever it takes to get you out of heah, but this isn't how it's gonna happen.
I know it's hahd to start over, Jason, and I'm not sayin' this'll be easy or fast oah whatever. But erasing everything permanently? That's not progress. And it's not somethin' moah then what you have now. You want to be somethin' moah then what you ah right now? Then we'll work on it together. But I'm not lettin' you do this because it's easier, oah because you think it'll change everythin' with Bruce oah whatever. Progress is deciding to do somethin' positive with ourselves even if the past hurts, not gettin' Narvin to fuck around with your brain.
[And that was his final decision. Do with it what you will, Jason.]
[spam]
Okay.
[Surprisingly subdued, he doesn't meet Patrick's eyes, but there's no tension in the word, no ominous calm that implies other plans in process. After a moment he just turns for the door.]