001 ♬ Introduction [Voice]

[deformiwhats]

[Lorne and portals don't equal fun times. They equal very not fun times.]

...Oh, God. No, not another portal.

Why

me

?

[Into the phone.]

H-hey! Look, when I said get away, I didn't exactly mean to a crazy twisted funhouse, okay? I was thinking more, y'know, tropical! With a lack of creepy, preferably...

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[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

Oh? What kind of expert credentials do you have?

[gouge-em-out.livejournal.com]

Cursed mirror shards in my eyes that make me see everything bad anyone' sever done just by looking at them.

Even if they're a thousand-year-old tyrant who has killed millions.

There are no thousand-year-old tyrants who have killed millions here.

[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

Oh, dear. Those are VIP credentials, and I definitely don't envy you them.

I uh, well if you don't mind my asking, how'd that come about?

[gouge-em-out.livejournal.com]

A broken Devil's mirror and a heavy storm.

[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

Okay. That is a new one, and I think I might have to relinquish my creepy expertise scepter to you.

[gouge-em-out.livejournal.com]

Oh, you can keep it, really. I can't actually see half the time, anyways.

[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

It can't be fun, living that way. I know-- a little bit how you feel, anyway. Not the nasty mirror slash storm mostly blind parts. That, I could never imagine.

But seeing the parts of people nobody else does. From one sighted person to another, if there's anything I can ever give you a hand with...

[gouge-em-out.livejournal.com]

Well, if my eyes didn't keep on growing back it wouldn't be such a big deal. That and, well, people tend to be a bit reluctant to be near someone who knows everything bad about them.

I've learned to cope decently over the last couple centuries, but it's nice to have someone else around who sort of knows what it's like.

[deformiwhats.livejournal.com]

Ouch. Ooh, double ouch. You got a big ol' helping of the bad luck bears.

Centuries? You're just full of surprises. And I tend to get more of the 'tell me my future, Lorne,' or 'will she yes?' or 'what are tomorrow winning Lotto numbers?' Although occasionally it's 'holy crap the world is ending and there's almost nothing we can do about except this one crazy sure-death stunt!' and that's never fun.