[Well, so much for it not being Crane. Shit. Maybe he could pretend he thought it was someone else? ...no. He didn't really like lying straight out so much like that.]
[And if Daryl hadn't had a couple conversations with the guy already and hadn't had the personal knowledge of how hard it was to reach out to talk to someone about that sort of thing, he may even have left it at that. But the messages kind of gnawed at him for several hours and he eventually sent a tentative follow up:]
If you did want to bend an ear to listen, I could let mine be bent.
[Crane doesn't reply till the next morning. He would have ignored it, once. But accusations of cowardice lie behind him and push him to tackle the offer.]
What a generous offer. Though I hardly need it.
[He writes another line.]
All that's dead and buried. There's nothing to discuss. And wouldn't I seek the ear of friends I know before unloading my past to a stranger?
[Friends. A polite word for the rabble he's ended up babysitting, that.]
Sure. Nothing to discuss. Which was why you were wanting to discuss it with Mr. Wayne. Guessing he's not a friend if you ain't seeking the ear of one. But you know him, so he ain't a stranger, neither.
You kinda know me, too.
Book I got says it's easier sometimes. To talk to someone you don't really know. Than worry about what those you do know might think. It's probably full of shit.
Honestly, I wouldn't invest your time in sources of nonsensical self-help. Better you employ a real doctor than the mollycoddling psychobabble that denigrates our profession.
Though a self-help book isn't the reason you're requesting a discussion of my history with you, is it?
No he did great. World went to shit, everyone started fighting for what resources they could find, and he thrived in the violence. Just didn't do so well when his dumb ass got himself cuffed to a roof because he was too coked up to work with people and got left high and dry for a day. Stupid shit couldn't even stay put for all of day so's I could come get him. Had to go cut his hand off and run.
Best thing the new world ever did for him was force him to detox cause there weren't nothing left for him to get high on.
[There's still a lot of bitterness and anger over his brother's actions. He misses him every damn day.]
Abrupt cessation of a substance dependence results in an unpleasant experience, Mr. Dixon.
That's why it's unprofessional to suggest one goes cold turkey.
Still, it appears you've misinterpreted my question
Adaptation is change. The mind changes to meet life's challenges; environmental or social. The result affects one's personality. Allegiances. How did Daryl accomodate your new social ties?
So talk already. I done enough. Your turn. That's how this sort of thing's supposed to work, ain't it? Sides, you're the one that wanted to straighten out some misconceptions or whatever.
[Just going to ignore the fact that said request was meant for someone else.]
Not that I wanted things straightened out with you, mind. This affair is not your concern. I advise you let it go, and doubly advise you keep it to yourself.
[Not that he expects it. But he's really going to get tetchy if Daryl continues forcing the issue.]
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dirtyredneck) wrote2016-05-02 10:26 am
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Oh.]
Dr. Jonathan Crane. Who are you?
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Daryl.
Sorry.
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[Some consideration for their similiar pasts, perhaps?]
text;
[He felt stupid for entertaining the idea Crane actually wanted to talk about that shit with him.]
Didn't mean nothing by it.
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[Nobody ever means anything.]
Then I suppose I must follow social protocol. Goodbye, Mr. Dixon.
[This is uncomfortably embarrassing.]
text; and again a few hours later
[And if Daryl hadn't had a couple conversations with the guy already and hadn't had the personal knowledge of how hard it was to reach out to talk to someone about that sort of thing, he may even have left it at that. But the messages kind of gnawed at him for several hours and he eventually sent a tentative follow up:]
If you did want to bend an ear to listen, I could let mine be bent.
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What a generous offer. Though I hardly need it.
[He writes another line.]
All that's dead and buried. There's nothing to discuss. And wouldn't I seek the ear of friends I know before unloading my past to a stranger?
[Friends. A polite word for the rabble he's ended up babysitting, that.]
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You kinda know me, too.
Book I got says it's easier sometimes. To talk to someone you don't really know. Than worry about what those you do know might think. It's probably full of shit.
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Honestly, I wouldn't invest your time in sources of nonsensical self-help. Better you employ a real doctor than the mollycoddling psychobabble that denigrates our profession.
Though a self-help book isn't the reason you're requesting a discussion of my history with you, is it?
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You remind me of my brother.
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Because we share similar behavior. What was he like?
[Past tense? Totally deliberate.]
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He was just as mad at the world for doing what it did to him as you are.
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And he didn't adapt well as your world changed, I take it?
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Best thing the new world ever did for him was force him to detox cause there weren't nothing left for him to get high on.
[There's still a lot of bitterness and anger over his brother's actions. He misses him every damn day.]
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That's why it's unprofessional to suggest one goes cold turkey.
Still, it appears you've misinterpreted my question
Adaptation is change. The mind changes to meet life's challenges; environmental or social. The result affects one's personality. Allegiances. How did Daryl accomodate your new social ties?
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Merle got used to it. Fore he got himself killed. Was trying.
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So there was some unrest?
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[How the hell had this turned into a conversation about Merle anyway?]
Kind of like you.
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Kind of like me.
Then I imagine you know everything about me already, first hand.
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lmk if this one word isn't enough. it seems apt
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[Just going to ignore the fact that said request was meant for someone else.]
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Not that I wanted things straightened out with you, mind. This affair is not your concern. I advise you let it go, and doubly advise you keep it to yourself.
[Not that he expects it. But he's really going to get tetchy if Daryl continues forcing the issue.]
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But least he can watch!]
You will not make entertainment out of my history, Mr. Dixon.
[Or engage in conversation around a water cooler. Or make it a case. Not that he expects the last one. It's just that others have tried.]
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