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Date: 2013-10-01 06:48 am (UTC)
confidenceman: (with a taste of your lips i'm on a ride)
"Oh, jeez, you're one of them scientists, aren't ya?" Sawyer huffs a laugh, letting his forehead fall against his palm and massaging briefly before he pulls back to reach for his glass, not drinking from it yet. "Look, if I tell you, you gotta promise not to try and make me explain all those little details that I ain't ever understood in the first place. But the Island was this place with massive electromagnetic energy. Needed other people to look over it, release it every now and again, otherwise the whole damn island started shifting places and through time. Not to mention that there was a murderous, smoke-like sonuvabitch that was trapped there, and if he escaped, all hell would let loose."

He takes a deep breath, then exhales, air whistling through his teeth. "You know, saying it aloud doesn't help it make a lick more sense in my head."
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