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[katallison]

I've been following the "Ask My Characters a Question" meme, but had felt a little diffident about inviting such questioning, I suppose because it presumes people have that level of interest in my characters. However, shellmidwife said she had a question or two for Fraser, and so I'll toss the door open--if you want to ask any of these people anything, go to town! I warn you, though, that they're not always responsive to the questions I ask them (usually along the lines of "And so where in the hell have you been for the last three months??")

Oh, and re: shell's other question in a different entry--confirm, but truly it's no big deal.

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[katallison.livejournal.com]

Hey! *Ow*!!! <rubbing head>

What was I thinking? You want to know what I was thinking, lady? I'm gonna assume that what you're asking about is why the hell I decided to try staying up there in the first place, because that's the only mysterious thing in the whole deal, and all I can say is I must've still been having the hypothermia and it affected my brain or something.

Because getting *out* of there, that one was a no-brainer, and it's not just 'cause of the weather (lemme ask you, *you* ever been up there in winter?), and it's not just 'cause that place makes the hick town where Welsh's brother lives look like midtown Manhattan.

Partly, it's--what the hell was I supposed to do up there, sit around on my ass being the hausfrau and dusting the knickknacks and waiting for Fraser to come home from work? Hah? You got any *idea* how boring that is?

But even so -- I mean, I could've handled the cold and the hickness and the boringness, it's not like I'm some kind of a wimp, I could take all that, except for the fact that -- when you come right down to it and cut the crap, Fraser didn't want me there. He'll spin you all kinds of BS if you let him, but nail him to the truth and smack him in the head and he'll tell you. He might've thought he did, to start out with, but he learned better. And I may be dumb, but one thing I've learned is don't stick around where you're not wanted.

Sure, I loved him, and sure, he loved me, but I'll tell you--as fucked in the head as Fraser is in a lot of ways, he's right about one thing. Love's great and all, but it's not the whole deal. Start acting like it is, and you're *screwed.* And that's one thing I finally got straight.

Now, you wanna hit me again? C'mon, I'll get you some gloves, we can go a few rounds. 'Cause you got a good right hook on you, for a chick.

[the-star-fish.livejournal.com]

::pets Ray::

Actually, I was talking about screwing a *bar-chick* and then picking a fight instead of having the balls to *talk* to Fraser -- but like I told Kat, it was a rhetorical question. We all do stupid shit like that once in a while.

I didn't mean to rile you up, and I'm sorry I smacked you.

[katallison.livejournal.com]

Oh. Uh, yeah. That. Crap. <glaring at Kat> I forgot she told you all about that one.

Uhhhhhh ... how about -- I was drunk? <attempting a killer ingratiating grin, then giving it up as a bad job> Yeah, Stella never bought that one either.

OK, yeah, I fucked up, that was royally stupid, no question. You wanna take another pop at me, go ahead, I got it coming.

::muttering:: Jeez, I cannot believe she told the whole world about that one. That's not buddies.

[aerye.livejournal.com]

Don't be sorry--he deserved the smack. ::g:: And thanks for asking the question--it's one I wanted answered, too. 'Cause y'know, when I read the story the second time, I realized the scene that tore me up the most wasn't that scene where...well, we all know what scene, that scene--it was the part where Fraser waited for him all night and Ray came home and Fraser realized what had happened. Because for me, that's when the big crack just opened up right down the middle, that's when I really realized there was no hope. This just wasn't fixable.

[the-star-fish.livejournal.com]

::nods:: And also, there's the thing where he *wants* Fraser to kick his ass out, because he can't walk out on his own.

Ow. It still hurts.

::loves Kat::