♻ 013 | video/text

[tucky]

[video]

[Tiffany, of course, makes a point of visiting the chapel every Sunday morning, but she also drops by every few days besides that as well. Today, she'd noticed something was amiss the moment she'd walked into the room: it smells funny (like there'd been a fire, she thought), it's dustier than usual, and there's a large sunken stain on the floor.

She is very displeased about this, and becomes doubly so when she finds Dillon's broken rosary on the floor.]

Hey.

[She's filming herself sitting on one of the newly-shortened pews, looking sternly at the camera.]

The fuck happened in here? Where's Dillon? This is his.

[She holds up the rosary, dangling it from her fingers.]

Somebody kill him? Were y'all fighting in the chapel?

I don't got an anger parasite in me, but if someone hurt Dillon, when he just woke up, you got me to deal with, you hear? You don't fight in God's house, and you don't hurt my friends in here, either.

Fuckers.

[And with that, she cuts the feed. She'll be in the chapel for a while, first looking around for clues and then sitting and praying.]

[text]

[Hours later, after her conversation with Jean, she adds a short addition to her post.]

dillon is dead i dont know if he's coming back

Comments

[tucky]

First you gotta tell me what you'd do. And the kind of person you'd do it to.

[omar]

I needs a little more context than that, boo.

[tucky]

You can't just say what kinds of people you go after?

[omar]

I told you -- I was going after drug dealers, back in my old life.

[tucky]

But you said you are more expansive here.

[omar]

Fine. Last boy I went after was a fellow name of Ladd Russo -- you know him? He got a real kick out of cutting people down. No reason, no rules. Just play. That didn't sit right with Omar.

[tucky]

So, like, murderers-- but only if they don't got good reasons.

[omar]

Mm... I don't know. That one, that boy was in need of a lesson. [He grins.] I didn't get a whole lot of chances last time around to do anything just for me.

[But now he's getting dangerously close to talking about his plans on the phone, and Omar does not do that. He's seen what happens to people who do. He shrugs.]

But all in all, little miss, you not on my naughty list at the moment. You'll surely hear about it if that do change.

[tucky]

Well, I don't think it will, 'cause I do real good here, actually. Only been to Zero once.

[omar]

A'ight, then. I got no quarrel with that, and it ain't worth nothing to try and put stones in your path.

[tucky]

Yeah. Okay, good.

... Just drug dealers, right? Not drug users?

[omar]

What'd be the point in that?

[tucky]

No point. I was just wondering.

[omar]

Look, down there, it was all about the green. Who's got more of it: dealers or buyers?

[tucky]

Well, where I came from, neither one had much.

[omar]

...you knew some really sad dealers, then.

[tucky]

It's 'cause most of them was hooked too, I think.

[omar]

That's just a terrible way to do business.

[tucky]

I wouldn't know; I didn't sell nothing.