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Messages - Atnegam

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Mallory helped Lyle find his way to the room after he almost fell asleep. He would have made some mention of how he shouldn't have drank but he felt it was partly his fault for letting it happen. He helped Lyle down into the bed and lied down on the other side spending a few hours browsing the web before finally deciding sleep may be a good idea considering how close he was to passing out anyway.

977
"Oh shit you actually don't know... How about this, I'll let you drink for now and we'll use this as a lesson later on why you shouldn't drink."

978
Mallory watches in awe as Lyle, someone that is smaller than him, proceeds to eat extremely large amounts of food and then drinks ale like a champ. He looks down at his own plate and all he has eaten was about half of a chicken and he was full. "I'm not going to carry your drunken ass around you know right?" he jokingly says to Lyle.

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Mallory follows Lyle to the blank spot and is curious as to how he suddenly seemed to know where to go, "How do you know where they are if they aren't here?"

980
Mallory twisted his neck to the side and produced a series of cracks and repeated the motion in the other direction, "Alright cool, I'll get a chance to meet your other half then. Do you know were they all are right now? I can probably just follow you there."

981
((THE MOUND OF DUST IN THE 3RD ROOM OF THE EAST WING WAS SUSPICIOUS OK?))

Mallory shrugged, "Lots of things are unhealthy for me but I do them anyway." He stood up and stretched a bit and heard sounds of battle outside, this time they didn't sound one sided like before, "Hmm... Maybe we should help them out. What do you think?"

982
Mallory and Lyle:


<Don't just sit there on the sidelines we are outnumbered. Camaraderie! Help us out.>
((Can Mal even hear that? He doesn't have one of those bracelet thingies.))

983
After a minute or so, Lyle reaches up and gently tugs on Mallory's arm a couple of times.
Mallory twitches awake, "Wuh huh?! Oh, hey Lyle. I must've just dozed off or something." Mallory yawns a bit, "I don't get a ton of sleep if you couldn't tell." The headphones that fell around his neck sounded like they were playing some loud music before he turned off his music.

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Mallory looked up and saw Lyle had left. He couldn't blame him really, he knew he was somewhat depressing to talk to and he saw that Lyle was getting uncomfortable around him as he spoke. He sighed and put his headphones on, reclining in the seat so that he could relax until someone poked him awake. As much as he wanted to just get this whole thing over with, at the same time he didn't feel like going back to IRIS and having to deal with real world problems like paying for food or rent.

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Mallory sounded more saddened now than angry, "Yeah but it's unhealthy how angry I get about silly things."

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"It's fine. He's fucked me up a bit in the head but I guess I should thank him. And then after thanking him pop his head like a fucking cherry." By the end of his speech his voice had changed to a more aggressive tone and he was grinding his teeth. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, visually calming down, "I'm sorry. I'm really really sorry. I get worked up when I think about him."

987
Mallory sighed and unbuttoned his shirt to show his side and some of his back, revealing various scars before lowering his shirt, "My father wasn't that great of a guy."

988
"Uh... I don't know. Various things I guess. I don't know if you'd want to hear it really..."

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Mallory thought about it for a moment before shaking his head, "Eh, it's doubtful. I mean, it may work but as funny or sad as it sounds I've never been happy enough to test it. I've uh..... I've got a lot of stuff that keeps me able to be angry..."

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Mallory rubs his eyes, "Uh... Yeah... My power is I think of something that just really gets me mad. Like really fucking mad. And then I focus on something else and I just imagine that is the something that made me mad. After that this dark red energy just appears and that thing is just gone. Anger doesn't really go away easily though so collateral damage is... er... common."

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