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returnjourneynet2022-03-02 10:21 pm
rank1) wrote in returnjourneynet2022-03-02 10:21 pm
#6 backdated to monday the 1st
[The video feed clicks on to an extreme closeup of Travis. He looks happy. It’s that raw, primal kind of happy, teeth bared, and the close-up cuts the usual glare from his sunglasses down to nothing. No matter what else happens, he has this. He talks with a sly glee:]
A new inmate rolled in today. You all better be real nice to her, because she’s a special lady.
[Travis leans forward with the commlink abruptly, setting it down in portrait mode. There’s someone just off-frame as the camera jostles clumsily through the set-up, a sliver of her visible on the edge of his lap, her posture lifeless. Jesus Christ, is this a hostage video? When he sits back, there’s a woman in his lap.]
I’d like you all to meet Sylvia!
[“Sylvia” is in her mid-twenties, and she is so petite that his hand on her ribs engulfs much of her waistline. Her figure is thin like a 90s model, her face is Eurasian, and her hair is styled in the kind of pigtails one rarely sees on adult women outside of porn. She might as well be torn from one, given the way she’s dressed: a completely sheer blouse over a black micro bikini, thigh high stockings and a miniskirt that doesn’t cover her matching panties.
She’s also made entirely of foam.
Thank you, commissary.
Travis’s grin only gets wider. He speaks with something like seriousness, even holding this waifish doll on his lap:]
Now, my wife here isn’t used to slumming it, so you all gotta be patient. When she’s a bitch about it, just give her what she wants and she’ll lay off.
[He leans forward to pick up the comm link again, bringing the camera in close to his face once more. One of Sylvia’s stringy blonde pigtails catches on the frame of his sunglasses. He doesn’t notice. He’s joking:]
Seriously. She’ll get you by the short and curlies if you don’t.
A new inmate rolled in today. You all better be real nice to her, because she’s a special lady.
[Travis leans forward with the commlink abruptly, setting it down in portrait mode. There’s someone just off-frame as the camera jostles clumsily through the set-up, a sliver of her visible on the edge of his lap, her posture lifeless. Jesus Christ, is this a hostage video? When he sits back, there’s a woman in his lap.]
I’d like you all to meet Sylvia!
[“Sylvia” is in her mid-twenties, and she is so petite that his hand on her ribs engulfs much of her waistline. Her figure is thin like a 90s model, her face is Eurasian, and her hair is styled in the kind of pigtails one rarely sees on adult women outside of porn. She might as well be torn from one, given the way she’s dressed: a completely sheer blouse over a black micro bikini, thigh high stockings and a miniskirt that doesn’t cover her matching panties.
She’s also made entirely of foam.
Thank you, commissary.
Travis’s grin only gets wider. He speaks with something like seriousness, even holding this waifish doll on his lap:]
Now, my wife here isn’t used to slumming it, so you all gotta be patient. When she’s a bitch about it, just give her what she wants and she’ll lay off.
[He leans forward to pick up the comm link again, bringing the camera in close to his face once more. One of Sylvia’s stringy blonde pigtails catches on the frame of his sunglasses. He doesn’t notice. He’s joking:]
Seriously. She’ll get you by the short and curlies if you don’t.
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And she doesn't give a shit about that stuff. Why would she? She gives as good as she gets. She can handle being told to fuck off here or there. Maybe she'd be pissed about this, but I know my wife. She'd like it too. It's a good ego stroke.
Serious question. Is there anything you aren't stressed about?
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I didn't spend ten tickets on your sex life, though. Also, I still can't tell if you're joking or if you actually are married to the real version of her?
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I swear on my life that she is my IRL wife. We've been married for 4 years. She thinks I'm a slob but I find those little hair pins of hers all over the place. She uses me as her personal space heater. I quit playing MOBA games for her. She'll walk away from a conversation because she has a nail appointment but her nails are already done, so what gives? You know. Married.
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Huh. I don't have a lot of married friends, actually? It probably sucks to find someone that you trust enough to marry and then not be able to see them.
Sorry.
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And yeah. It sucks ass, but being in love does shit to your brain so you can handle anything. It's a little romantic, anyway, all this torn apart by space and time and some cosmic redemption bullshit, so don't worry about it. I'm fine.
[He's got his foam wife!]
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[A humblebrag that isn't even true; for the most part, anxiety produces useless noise and doesn't let you think clearly, but he won't learn that unless he actually tries to not make it a brilliant tragic martyr thing.]
That all seems flimsy, but a no is a no. I'll back off.
See how I'm backing off when I think you're uncomfortable instead of implying that the problem is you? Insane, right?
love 2 be out of suplex range
[That second bit makes him pause, though. And then:]
You think I'm implying you're the problem? Did I read that right?
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I don't like hearing about it. Maybe being
not comfortable
with the idea that "being guys" requires this
is something for me to work on too and maybe I don't fucking know what's going on with me there but jeez, gimme a break.
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