"I can't do my job Corrine, if I don't want to get out of bed in the
mornings because I can't. I can't do anything, now I can." Will said,
adjusting his coat and stopping to offer his arm to an old woman crossing
the street. Corrine's voice in his ear is loud, shocked, and angry. For a
moment he considers hanging up on her. "Yes, I did. I did it to myself, so
I could function. I don't want it back. Don't give it to me, I don't want
it."
He took a breath in, breathing out in blank apathy. "She won't give it
back. I chose her on purpose. The Harpy of Harpy Bay, father's eternal
nemesis Viola, all she's wanted for years was a hook on one of the Cabot's
now she's got it. She won't give it up."
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Date: 2015-02-09 04:03 pm (UTC)"I can't do my job Corrine, if I don't want to get out of bed in the mornings because I can't. I can't do anything, now I can." Will said, adjusting his coat and stopping to offer his arm to an old woman crossing the street. Corrine's voice in his ear is loud, shocked, and angry. For a moment he considers hanging up on her. "Yes, I did. I did it to myself, so I could function. I don't want it back. Don't give it to me, I don't want it."
He took a breath in, breathing out in blank apathy. "She won't give it back. I chose her on purpose. The Harpy of Harpy Bay, father's eternal nemesis Viola, all she's wanted for years was a hook on one of the Cabot's now she's got it. She won't give it up."