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?

Comments

[fire_punk]

She's just normal. She doesn't even have her weather powers anymore.

[codename_duchess]

Uh, hello, she is not normal at all.

[fire_punk]

I didn't mean like that. I meant you don't need anything special to kill her.

[codename_duchess]

I don't? Awesome!re

[fire_punk]

She's human. Of course you don't.