061 // uh-oh

[thatlibbychick]

[This is a voice entry. Libby has been pushing buttons on her laptop over and over without really looking, trying to hit the one that switches voice on. However, she started talking long before she hit the right button. Basically, everyone listening is starting out in the middle of a sentence. She's hysterical and crying, and her voice makes that clear.]

--medical equipment in my room, someone...someone from the infirmary needs to come take it. Syringes, scalpels, succinylcholine...an echocardiograph machine. I can't--oh god, I think I'm going to be sick--

[Sounds of retching.]

I'm sorry, so sorry...I did things, horrible things, and they're in my head I can't make them stop and everything...

[She takes in a long, deep breath.]

It's all gone wrong.

[The sound of something, maybe glass, smashing.]

Comments

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

Did to me? You didn't do anything bad to me, Libby, did you? You only asked me to help you.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I claimed you like you were a piece of property, and I hate myself for that. I used you by doing the one thing you couldn't fight me on.

Once the Infirmary clears out, I'll ask McCoy to fix your hand. I'm not your master, Soubi. I don't want to own you.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[There is a pause before the answer comes.]

...You don't want to own me anymore. Why should the end of a slight personality change mean that?

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I don't want to own anyone. I'm here to work with you.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

So you're giving me up. Just as well, I guess.

[thatlibbychick.livejournal.com]

I shouldn't have treated you like an object to begin with. It's wrong and insulting.

I'm still your Warden, but I can't be anyone's master. Not even yours.

[pinnd-buttrfly.livejournal.com]

[There is only silence from Soubi's end.]