013 ♐ Video ♐ I'm writing this letter and wishing you well; Mama, we all go to hell

[codename_duchess]

[Archer's been thinking. Running around teasing the flooded passengers was a good distraction, but his talk with Rogue has stuck in his mind. So this time he looks a bit more somber, although no more sober than usual. He's sitting on his bed, tie undone, sipping a gin and tonic with Kazak sprawled out behind him.]

Hey, I just have a question.

Is it uh - shit. [He falters, uncharacteristic for him.] Is it normal to hate your mother?

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[fire_punk]

She's not worth the killing.

[codename_duchess]

She is if she fucks little kids.

[codename_duchess]

That's going down a dark tunnel to Hell that no man should have to brave.

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[codename_duchess]

Yeah, actually.

[fire_punk]

I mean she's not worth you killing her. I know she deserves it.

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[youwillgotohell]

I caused his death.

[Nope. Nope not really.]

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[this_corrosion]

Fuck that, she's just bad at being a mom then.

[routemistress]

No, well, fair enough. The important thing to take on board is it's 'er problem. It's not on account of anything you are or you've done: she's just bad at being a mum.

Which I'm sorry you 'ad to deal with, I am.

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[ichoosefight]

Can I ask why? I mean, why do you hate her, not why do you work for her. I figure you don't have much choice on that last part.

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[velocette]

Yes.

But I think Freud would disagree.

[codename_duchess]

...Why not? I do it for work all the time.

[codename_duchess]

Yeah, I do know it's her problem. She's pretty much just a bitch by nature. An alcoholic promiscuous super-whore bitch. [Yes, Archer has just described himself as well as Malory. No, he is not aware.] And, y'know, that's on her.

Just. She's my mother. So is this... normal?

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[codename_duchess]

Oh, cool. Not a great guy, then.

I caused my possibly-dad's death. Accidentally. But.

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[youwillgotohell]

He had thousands of people killed so he could justify his own mistakes. [Nope. Not great at all.]

What happened?

[fire_punk]

You... do?

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[codename_duchess]

That's pretty much what I think.

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[codename_duchess]

What's Freud got to do with it?

[codename_duchess]

Um, duh and/or hello? I've got a license to kill. I'm a freaking superspy.

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[codename_duchess]

Oh. Good job, then.

He defected from the KGB and needed protection. And I left him in one of our safehouses for awhile because I was [getting the shit fucked out of me by Pam] doing something else.

Long story short, Barry the KGB Cyborg dick found him and he exploded.

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[youwillgotohell]

[She is not certain of certain key words there, but she goes with it.]

You said possibly. You don't know?

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[codename_duchess]

No. Mother was, uh, kind of a whore.

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[youwillgotohell]

I'm sure she'd have gotten along with my father.

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[codename_duchess]

Sounds like.

You know, sometimes? Sometimes I think I'd be better off without her.

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[youwillgotohell]

[She takes a moment to consider that. She felt Uther's death, and it hadn't been the exuberant, joyous moment she'd expected.

Then again, maybe he's not talking about matricide.]

What has she ever done for you?

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[this_corrosion]

You don't need her. What about your dad?