( it's murphy's turn to laugh.โ )
you think i'm a failure,โ โ when i've got you trapped here like this.
( his palm jabs their windpipe against the wall and cuts it off for a moment.โ )
i've succeeded enough to get here.โ โ my parents would cheer.
... you won't find anything.
( he sealed off those corners of his mind from himself years ago.โ โ systematically carved out hints of weakness,โ โ any connection or emotion that could jeopardize this mission.โ โ taught that he doesn't need anyone elseโโพโด or even to feel.โ )
decorum,โ โ that's what you call this.โ โ ( eyeing up and down the pristinely pressed uniform,โ โ the uncannily perfect and symmetrical presentation of the doorman.โ )
this sorry excuse of an identity to hide how deplorable you really are,โ โ because you're /just the help/.
his boot pressing on its shiny dress shoes, creasing and dulling them.โ โ the warden's grip tightens as he steps somehow closer.โ โ lifts the doorman's face up.โ โ slams its head sharply against the wall behind,โ โ if only to stop that incessant laughter that rattles his bones.
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i'm starting to gray,โ โ maybe when my work is done here i'll head into a neighborhood dressed up as claus.โ โ it would be a way to celebrate for sure.
don't have the cheery personality for it though.
Used to go 'round with some of the parents , dressed up as the jolly fucker himself .
The way the neighbourhood kids' eyes light up when they see a present for 'em ... can't wait to do that all over again . โจ
( he surges forward in an attempt to pin the doorman to the wall with his larger frame.โ โ boots firm against the ground.โ โ voice heavy.โ โ his wrapped hand snaps up,โ โ trying to grab any available limb.โ โ to get a god fearful underneath him.โ )
โ โ ( there's a moment of silence,โ โ where the warden considers his actions very carefully.โ โ he's no chicken,โ โ after all.โ โ he just believes there's a time and place for fighting.โ โ he's been waiting for near 40 years,โ โ what's a little more .แฃโ โ ...
* he was made,โ โ forged,โ โ trained since birth for this very moment,โ โ he reminds himself in the split second that he tenses his palms into fists.โ โ if nothing else,โ โ he can get to know his adversary.โ โ )
if you insist.