#mentioned-macnamara

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I'm so hungry I could eat General John MacNamara...

Save me a piece, will ya?

He’s not that bad of a taste.

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Have you considered just throwing apples at your guy till he joins you

‘Your guy’?

Who are you talkin’ about? If it’s MacNamara, don’t make me laugh. He’d whip out a gun and rid of those apples before they got close to his face. He’s always been impressive with a gun. Well, most of them.

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Wilburton, is there any aspects of your previous life you miss? Any parts about being human, or the people you had in your life?

I miss enjoying food, or actually getting hungry to need to eat. It’s the warmth that it can provide, almost comforting, is the feeling I specifically miss. I also miss feeling my heart beat in my chest. It doesn’t do that anymore.

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I know you want me to say I miss John MacNamara. I know you do. We were.. Close, after all. And, I’ll admit it. I missed it for a while. I missed him. But I locked that up and moved the fuck on.

I’m a Disciple now. I have a higher purpose.

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After everything that's happened, you think you'll ever reconnect with John? Is there any part of you that wants to reconnect? Or are you over him completely?

What a loaded question. You might as well shoot me.

I don’t think I’ll ever properly reconnect with John. He won’t join me by The Lords’s side and I won’t abandon them. He’s a very stubborn man, after all. He’s too human, anyway.

There’s a part of me— Or, whatever is left over from Wilbur— that still horribly loves him. It’s the only real human part left, something so stubborn. It’s a tiny part, something that’s easily squashed with proper devotion to The Lords.

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How long have you known John for?

Too fuckin’ long. Way too fuckin’ long.

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Well...there's one that turned into a werewolf last December. Sounds familiar?

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..A werewolf? Doesn’t ring a bell to me. I hope you aren’t pullin’ my leg here. Because I’d hate to call a version of myself a liar.

Indulge me.

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Dude I'm so hungry I could eat John MacNamara

He’ll just taste like any Human, distinctly pork. But, have fine. If I cared, I would’ve said I’m envious.