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[herrstory]

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[herrstory]

I have noticed. I questioned how much of it was intentional.

[ But by Chilton's confession....it seems, well, all of it. ]

You are right, of course. He and I did not fuck.

[slightlyoffchilt]

No fucking kidding.

[herrstory]

Truth be told, the only appealing prospect of it would be to imagine it was you.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I have never before been accused of being "unattainable."

[herrstory]

Well, it is a good position to be in. Desirable yet unattainable. Desire can lead more followers to your side.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Ah, yes. It always circles back to the devout masses. When we haven't a coda, a bible... My company is consistent with vampires, psychopaths, and the undying.

Seems like a hard sell.

[herrstory]

I am not looking for a biblical Messiah. You are free to define or redefine the role as you please.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I am only saying, people cling to faith because they are addicted to hope. Or desperate for hope. I am more... Morpheus than Messiah.

[herrstory]

Whatever name you prefer, you will bring salvation. I've observed the way you are when you are in control. And that is the sort of thing this world needs at its helm.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I behave like an authoritarian, when in control. And that's what you want?

[It didn't seem too divine to Chilton, but -- as he realized -- dictator was more or less how he considered the function of a sole creator.]

[herrstory]

All the better to restore order, is it not?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I mean -- yes. [And then realizing he had given in too easily:] Perhaps.

[herrstory]

Now, I suppose the more pressing question at the moment is...are you somewhere safe? Or are you in need of a ride?

[ Because Chilton very CLEARLY is drunk. Or was when this conversation started. ]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Yes, I'm [drinking alone, in his office] safe. Why?

[herrstory]

I am not particularly busy if you are in need of some assistance to get home.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I'm only here, Starr. At the hospital. [It sounded even sadder when spoken aloud.] I was just... Working. Late.

[herrstory]

And who is currently on staff to watch over your well-being? I am not there. I should be there.

[slightlyoffchilt]

You should not be here. I believe Jack is patrolling in your absence.

[He wasn't sure about that, actually, it was late enough for Jack to have clocked out. But Jack being Jack... Sometimes just did his own thing.]

[herrstory]

[ Jack. ]

He is not as good at watching out for you as I am. I highly doubt he would step in to protect you from yourself. I am on my way.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Don't you dare come here, Starr. I do not need protecting.

[And to be fair, he hadn't been kidnapped in nearly a year.]

[herrstory]

I am daring. Unless you plan to stop me?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I am stopping you by saying "no, don't come."

[herrstory]

That's all?

[slightlyoffchilt]

What more do you need? Should I pulled out the latex catsuit and a whip?

[herrstory]

Do you....have one in your office?