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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[a_shadow]

Yeah.

[ She doesn't explain further, though there's a lot more to it than that. She sits back down gingerly. ]

I'm sore as hell. I feel like someone beat every part of me with a sledgehammer.

[bloodbathing]

Stretch. Keep moving.

[ The advice is immediate. Maine is very well acquainted with sore muscles. He knows how to treat them the day after an intense workout. ]

[a_shadow]

I know. I will after I'm done with this.

[ She indicates the half-eaten fruit. ]

[bloodbathing]

[ The big Freelancer nods. Then, deciding that he's done his part, he starts moving back into the room he's currently calling his own. ]

[a_shadow]

[ Tex raises an eyebrow but doesn't prevent him going, doesn't say anything else to gauge his feelings on her being here, or anything else. She had, after all, been minding her own business when he had come out to investigate the goings-on in the common area. They may need to communicate more, but Tex is often as reticent as he is to speak up when it's not completely necessary. So she takes a bite of her fruit and watches him go. ]