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Walter White ([personal profile] kingpawn) wrote in [community profile] maskormenace2015-07-04 08:33 am

[03] Video

[ The video feed starts with Walt in a room in his Heropa home, an open box on the bed filled with Kaylee's things -- coveralls neatly folded and tucked inside, wrenches and other tools laid delicately on top...the whole process seems exceedingly painful for him as with each item he pulls out of the closet, the efforts become slow and labored. ]

I don't know who knew Kaylee Frye. If you didn't, you should have. I've never met anyone so genuinely cheerful and kind. She was the sunshine in this dark, cloudy world.

[ There's a very sad, forlorn smile. This feels more like a funeral, like saying goodbye to someone who passed away. And in some cases it's worse -- them vanishing to another universe, never to remember their time here, never to be seen again. ]

She helped me when she didn't have to. She cared when she shouldn't have. She took care of me when I couldn't take care of myself. And what did she expect in return? Nothing.

[ With a long pause, it's very clear Walt is trying to maintain his composure. A breath in and a breath out. ]

I hoped I was wrong. I hoped to god I was wrong. That her disappearance was only temporary. But it's been a few weeks, and there's been no sign of her returning. I will miss her. Every day I will miss her. I already do.

This world -- it's done nothing but take things away. From me. From everyone else. Can you honestly say you've gained anything from being here?

[ Walt goes to reach into the closet for one of the final items and his hand twitches back. The sadness in the lines of his face increases as he pulls out a wrapped present -- a card reading: To Mr. White.

That's when Walt can't hold it back anymore. He sits on the edge of the bed, pulls the square-shaped present to his chest and cries. ]
abduxel: (no I can't slow down - I can't hold back)

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[personal profile] abduxel 2015-07-13 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[It was too late, but thanks to DemonHearing2015, Abduxel hears Walter say his name even though the comm message is lost.

So, he turns it back on.

Innocently,]


Did you say something?
abduxel: (doing things just to please your crowd)

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[personal profile] abduxel 2015-07-13 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Anyone else... like Lucifer... who Abduxel is not going to enlighten him about, right now.

He looks almost uncomfortable. In a way, it is all for himself, because he's a selfish ass; but he gets what he selfishly wants by pandering to other people, but letting them think they control him. And on some level, he really does give them that control. People like Walter, Crane, and Chilton: prime movers who have plans, goals, and uses for someone of his strengths and talents. He dances according to their tune so long as it suits him; is that doing it for himself, really?

Regardless, with Lucifer hanging over his head, he's not really under any illusions that he's free, as much as he would argue against admitting that.

He's silent for a moment, and doesn't know what to say about the matter.]


...Thank you, Walter.

I appreciate your friendship, too.
abduxel: (and what matters ain't who's baddest)

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[personal profile] abduxel 2015-07-19 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Dr. Chilton would not trust me with that task, Walter. He hardly trusts me to be alone in the same room with him. He can probably sense that I am still interested in rejoining your cause. I suspect he only has me on his side to avoid me being on yours, what with all the nasty things I can do.

[He pauses, for a moment.]

But if it comes to it, sure, yes. I will kill you, if the other option is to contain you.