Voice Log 1 | Let There Be Light!

[loveyoudarling]

Hope you're all happy... Seems it took a bit of reading... And a lot of force, but--[Urp!] But... It seems the lights are on again. Hopefully this can help open some of the other... doors.

Anyway. I'm going to take a nap.

Woke up feeling shitty. Wonder if it's because of all that 'nuclear-poison' stuff that people keep going on about. Maybe... Maybe just puke my entire stomach up... that sounds nice...

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[cicadashell]

You did something useful? I'm impressed.

[He doesn't sound like it.]

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[loveyoudarling]

Shut it Jiro.

Though I'm surprised you consider my fixing up the place just as I told you I would as something useful. I thought you didn't care how dilapidated this vault was?

[cicadashell]

Turning the power back on's not the same fucking thing as sweeping the floors! Don't twist words around to make that a fucking compliment.

[loveyoudarling]

I never said I was 'just sweeping'! I said I was trying to do my best to clean and fix the place up to make it more livable! And turning the lights on is a part of that!

[Why are you like this Jiro? Who hurt you?]

[cicadashell]

[He can't read her mind; she should have been more specific.]

You're so fucking annoying!

[loveyoudarling]

Well you didn't have to respond to this! What is this compulsive urge you have to be a dick every time you open your mouth!?

[Oh she really wanted to hit something right now. Or at least tie something up.]

[cicadashell]

The same urge that makes you bitch about technicalities to try and get the last word in!

[It's followed by irritated growling.]

[loveyoudarling]

I am not trying to get the last word in!

[Yes she is.]

I just legitimately don't get you! Go figure some of us are trying to make some sense to the things you do! But then you just come out of left field and start doing some other pedantic and senseless thing that doesn't do anything constructive to what everyone else is doing!

Like, why? Why the hell did you even have to say anything if you're not even going to seem the least bit grateful? What was even the point of you inserting yourself into this? I genuinely want to know.

[cicadashell]

Don't make a public broadcast if you don't want comments!

[That's the only explanation she'll get.]

[loveyoudarling]

[This entire conversation is really not helping how sick she feels.]

Don't comment if you don't have anything to say! [Urp.]

[cicadashell]

I had things to say, so I fucking said them!

[Her voice now grates on his nerves, yet it only drives him to provoke her more.]

[loveyoudarling]

Yeah, the most passive aggressive praise I've heard my entire life! I can't even tell if you're actually complimenting what I did or making fun of me when you say shit like tha--ahhh... Ohgodsohgodsohgods--

[Almost immediately came the sounds of what had most certainly been her lunch coming back up to haunt her.]

[cicadashell]

[He can picture her vomiting and it fills him with childish glee. The laughter that follows is almost a cackle.]

It was never a compliment! Just an observation!

[loveyoudarling]

[Fuck you.]

Th... Then why even bring it up?

[She meant it to sound like a jab, but really in her current state the question more or less sounded kind of like a pathetic plea.]

[cicadashell]

[Because it would antagonize her.]

'Cause you were begging for praise with that show of 'look, I sacrificed myself to turn the lights back on, thank me' stuff.

[It's bullshit spinning on her words.]

[loveyoudarling]

Jeez, I should've jest kept you in the dark then, huh?

[By this point she was near passed out in her bed, and yet despite the stress and the sickness she couldn't help but smile a little.]

[cicadashell]

Guess so!

[It's not even a comeback, but he's trying to get the last word in.]

[loveyoudarling]

[Too sick to keep arguing. You win this one Jiro. Just let her pass out cold from a radiation induced fever in peace.]