home sweet home? (closed)

[bloodbathing]

Who: Leonard Church and Agents Washington, Texas, and Maine
What: Meetings, reunions, and definitely no awkwardness.
When: shortly after the April intro log
Where: Islet #4, Cottage #3
Warnings: canon typical language


[ What's better than a group of space marines with lots of interpersonal baggage? Plucking them all from different points in time, then shoving them in the same house and seeing what happens.

MINGLE POST. Make your own top-levels, tag around, go nuts. ]

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[counterblows]

It's not like I could just sever ties with anyone who ever tried to shoot me anyway. From a professional standpoint, it's not really tenable.

[That's just how it is when you're a former Recovery Agent.]

[a_shadow]

I'll keep that in mind.

[ Once again, teasing. ]

[counterblows]

Well, it's not technically relevant to us, all right?

[...yet, he doesn't say. He doesn't want to say that. He does not want to imply that might come up.]

[a_shadow]

Well, if I need to defend Church's honor or anything like that I'll be sure to give you a head start.

[counterblows]

Yeah, that'll work out great.

[Ami bumps her head up against his hand, petulant, and he sighs. Scratches her behind the ears in concession.]

Church said anything about if he'd be all right with you...you know, here?

[a_shadow]

[ She doesn't answer right away, patting the tigerlily's chest, watching as Washington pats her. Eventually she murmurs: ]

He kind of has to be.

[counterblows]

Say again?

[He makes no attempt to mask his frown, to make the crimping of his brow downward anything other than what it is: critical and confused.]

[a_shadow]

[ She sighs. ]

I'm here. Unless the Ingress pulls me right back to the Moira tomorrow, he kind of has to be okay with it, doesn't he?

[ She frowns to herself. ]

I can't decide which of those things would be better.

[counterblows]

I meant in...you know, in the same house. If he would be all right with you living here.

[Coping with that which can't just be dismissed is just how it is when you've worked with Project Freelancer; that's not what he's protesting.]

[a_shadow]

Ah.

Well. If he has a problem with it, he can tell me. I doubt it, though.

[counterblows]

I guess we'll have to see.

[Tex is one thing. Maine is another.]

You talked to Maine yet?

[a_shadow]

Briefly. I think he didn't know it was going to be me.

[ And that there is said pointedly—it's an accusation. ]

[counterblows]

Well, you both know that you're here, so I guess that's something.

[He squints at her.]

What do you mean by that?

[a_shadow]

You could have said something, that's all.

[counterblows]

Sorry. Seeing Maine again after everything must've made it slip my mind.

[He could barely string words together for the first few seconds, so paralyzed in shock that he was.]

[a_shadow]

[ She's silent for a moment, patting the tigerlily, looking over and taking in the look on his face. She doesn't know what his tone and expression imply, and she doesn't know if she should ask. She doesn't know if he would take that well.

In the end she decides not to. Maybe sometime they'll have their own issues sorted out well enough where she'll feel she can, but not now. ]

He's from way behind the rest of us, isn't he?

[counterblows]

Before Sigma. Before any of it.

[His throat is whole. Intact. He can speak, enunciate, communicate. He doesn't have headaches. He doesn't lapse into staring at a wall for hours at a time.]

[He's still Maine.]

[a_shadow]

Yeah.

[ It's half a sigh. ]

He spoke to me. Told me how to deal with my soreness from overdoing it.

[counterblows]

He's recommended we build a gym.

[He would be more in support of this if he didn't have to consider how much work this is going to be. Is going to be, because it's almost certainly going to happen now that Maine's here; it gives Wash something to work toward, which is something.]

[a_shadow]

[ Tex's ears seem to perk up at that. The main thing she dislikes about being in this new place is the aimlessness, the lack of a united goal. At least when she had arrived on the Moira she'd been given a job. ]

He's got a good thought there.

[counterblows]

Yeah, well, I have no idea how to even begin setting one up.

[Where's the inventiveness and improbable resourcefulness of the Reds when you need them?]

Start looking for building materials, I guess.

[a_shadow]

Tend to need those to build something, yes.

[ She ponders it for a moment. ]

Are there any huts like this one sitting empty? That might be a place to get started.

[counterblows]

A few, but I'm not sure I'd want to use one of them. More people show up every month, and some houses are already full.

[Still, there are probably some structures lying around on Ensō they can appropriate for a gym. Right?]

[a_shadow]

What, you're worried about people ending up homeless? It's a jungle, not Sidewinder.

[ She shrugs to herself. ]

Maybe we can just use a house for workouts while we build.

[counterblows]

I don't want to be a dick.

[Wash you already are.]

...but that sounds more doable.