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[cantcatchme]

[Yeah, it's video. Pietro has gotten to the point where he doesn't care that he looks like crap. And that's saying a lot, if you ask anyone who knows him. He's deathly pale, his hair a complete mess, and is looking far too thin. He hasn't even bothered to lock this to the person he's trying to reach.]

Wherethehellareyou?

[Okay, he's pissed]

What, you think that hey, everyone's getting sick, so why not just fuckoff?! Classy, Erik. When something starts going wrong you just turn your back on it, huh? Leaving me to take the blame and deal with your shit again? Or should I call you father, because you're sureashell acting like him!

[He breaks off in a harsh coughing fit]

Yeah, I'm sick! I might even be dying. Do you even care?

[He's shaking now. Angry, hurt, scared, just needing to lash out at someone. Hey, at least he's out of the denial phase?]

Comments

[cantcatchme]

Soft. He'd have my hide if I tried to pull that.

[Well, his real father would, anyway.]

[catchingflies]

Pull what, get locked in a ship on accident? It's not like I did it on purpose, or anything....

[Now he's a little more steady on the whole "leaving" thing. Even if Pietro looks like hell, he's still being a jerk. Like usual.]

[cantcatchme]

Nah, I mean being all concerned and... soft.

[Okay, his vocabulary is still pretty limited, with his brain cooking and all.]

He's a damn hypocrite.

[catchingflies]

Oh.

[Defensiveness effectively deflated. Todd shrugs, rubbing at the back of his head awkwardly.]

Well, I dunno, I kinda like that more than him yelling and tossing people around and stuff.