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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 21:47:02 GMT -5
"I'm sorry-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 23, 2012 21:50:25 GMT -5
Adrien was fuming so much he didn't know what to say, and had momentarily forgotten he could slam down the phone.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 21:55:33 GMT -5
"...I'll implicate myself-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 23, 2012 21:58:38 GMT -5
"No," he said bitterly. "I'm sick of this conversation."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 22:02:20 GMT -5
"Give me two months, Adrien, and you will have a chance at a new life, and to see me pay for what I've done to you."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 23, 2012 22:06:36 GMT -5
"This isn't about making me feel better; you just want to torture yourself. I don't wish any pain on you, Adrian. I wish we'd never met. I wish you didn't exist. That's the most of it."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 22:13:20 GMT -5
There was a long silence.
"...two months. I need two months to tie everything into place," Adrian said softly, "and then-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 23, 2012 22:15:39 GMT -5
"Everything? Being...?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 22:16:46 GMT -5
"Making sure what I did can endure."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 23, 2012 22:17:46 GMT -5
"...yeah. That's good, I guess."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 22:19:18 GMT -5
"Once my business is finished, Adrien, I'll see to it that you get your wish."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 23, 2012 22:39:24 GMT -5
"Wish?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 22:49:11 GMT -5
"Will I see you again in New York?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 23, 2012 22:50:36 GMT -5
He sighed wearily. "I don't know."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 23, 2012 22:55:49 GMT -5
"'...all right."
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