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[as_damaged]

[Voice Post]

So. A while ago, I did a biopsy on one of my coworkers that left him brain-damaged and turned out to be totally unnecessary.

Wait, I didn't mean to say that-- I was going to talk about the time I took a patient's crys--

[Muffled mumbling as she covers her mouth and manages to turn the device off. For now. Not that that's going to last.]

[ooc: SOB. My Dirty Little Secret. She's got plenty of stuff she's not proud of, and today that's all she's got to talk about. >D]

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audio;

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

Supposing the curse is compelling you to remain on the network in addition to divulging secrets, this advice might be useless, but if possible, you might find it best to either step away or break your device to keep yourself from it.

You can get a new one in any number of empty apartments when the curse is over.

audio;

[as_damaged]

I can't seem to stay away from it for long. You know, when you were older the other day, you looked exactly like a man I used to s--

[Cuts off as her device is flung against the wall. For the moment.]

audio;

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

[awkward pause]

...sorry, are you alright?

Looked like....?

audio;

[as_damaged]

[After a moment, as she tries to keep herself from doing it, you can hear her pick the communicator up, sighing slightly.]

Yeah, I'm sorry, I'm fine. I just didn't want to tell you that you looked just like someone I used to-- to have sort of a relationship with--! I'm so sorry, I can't help myself...

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[oshutup.livejournal.com]

[ PAUSE ]

audio;

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it...

audio;

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

But for the sake of your remaining privacy, I'll talk to you later perhaps, doctor.

audio;

[as_damaged]

Thanks, Peter... I think I should go tape my mouth shut.

audio;

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

Don't do that.

Anyway, until a later time then.