UN: The Brock Report

[imareporter]

3 Things

1)I am - so sorry - to the ill fated members of the semi-Donner party that I ended up stuck on the mountain with. Karen and Bobo I dropped the fucking ball because of my jackass of a dad and my weirdly kleptomaniac childhood which! which I got over with the help of a shrink and therapy as an adult because I am not as emotionally stunted as my exES, employer, and everyone else I've ever met seems to think I am.

2) V and I need to burn off some steam. Stark I know you talked about maybe having something for V and I, honestly at this point we'll do anything anybody needs us to do short of robbery, maiming, or eating people as much as Venom might want to. Don't feed him. He's like a Gremlin. A sentient gremlin who probably has it's shit together more then me but he's also like a 5 year old who wants to eat dirt and we can't have that okay? Okay. Please I don't want to wake up tasting dirt again.

3) Something is...wrong. With my wrist band. And with Venom and I. See I should be feeling like shit logically. I know I should. Cause my dad is garbage and makes me want to curl up in a fetal position crying. Instead I feel like I'm about to go two-to-two with a guy on a gotcha interview and I've got real dirt on him that I dug up. Venom feels like he's a bad ass again and wants to fight.

It's probably nothing, but I figured I'd ask. Everybody cool?

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[clouded_heart]

"Hey, I only move so fast, don't be demanding, it's rude." Socialising Venom would be a slow process. Foggy points a finger at Eddie, thinking he should be way more freaked out by the blood but...

It's not Matt, lying in a growing pool of his own blood, so it's not that bad.

"But... it would be like if he got sick. And you kept stopping his fever, but he still had the virus. You'd be treating symptoms without actually fixing the problem, yeah?" He pulls three brains out of the tray and hopes it doesn't cause problems down the line that he's feeding them to Venom instead. "Here."

[imareporter]

Yes. Eddie's hands grab for the first brain. Hands squeezing the gray matter.

Don't think about it, Don't think about it, Don't think about it...

It's delicious Eddie. You know it's delicious.

Teeth sink into gray matter and Eddie closes his eyes because...it does taste good and how somehow this kick in his personality is making him hungrier so...

This helps.

Aloud, Venom shakes his head.

...No. It would mean altering the brain chemicals. Human beings can't be so fundamentally broken. your species is strong.

wow. dunno if I feel insulted or what.

And venom speaks again. Aloud this time. Eddie don't be insulted. It is a compliment. You are not broken.

[clouded_heart]

Foggy is again not watching. No, thank you.

"So, you can talk to Bobo, work out what would you help guys and what isn't already allocated for use here. I basically just do what I'm told, I don't know half what I need to to make those calls.

"And Venom's right. You're not broken. You're a survivor."

[imareporter]

Eddie finishes it with a grunt, pressing a fist to his chest. Stifling a belch he shakes his head, "What do you mean you do what you're told? You've got your shit together."

He shakes his head.

"...Seriously. Don't sell yourself short."

[clouded_heart]

"In the butcher's shop. Bobo's got systems, things worked out for who needs what and what can be used how. Stuff I have no idea about because I was just never interested in it back in the real world."