[He's tired - he sounds tired, but he knows he doesn't have to sound good for Carolina. That said, he doesn't have the energy to set things up, so the ball's in her court now.]
[ setting things up herself is fine. there's a bit of control that feels
like its escaped - and while she doesn't want everyone to fall back into
teams, its nice to do that.
they're gonna go easy, though. ]
My hab. I've still - [ got a copy of that fancy kitchen grif and tucker
wanted, but he doesn't know about that. ] - I've got a kitchen and some
coffee. And food... things.
[It doesn't take him long to make it to Carolina's corner of the hab deck. It's...not what he expected from Carolina, if he's going to be completely honest. (Though the small house is familiar in a way he studiously ignores.)]
[ really, she doesn't - mostly because with a lack of meat on legion, 80% of the things she knows how to prepare are thrown out the window. tofurkey and waffles just doesn't cut it.
she finally settles on throwing some potatoes in the oven and when she hears wash call out to her, she comes out of the kitchen. ]
Hey. Sorry, I know the place is a lot but... they didn't tell me no.
[He shrugs.] Robbie brought an entire mountain and Rich brought Central Park. [He thinks that's Rich's, at least.] They've built bigger and weirder. You should see Reaper's hab.
...or not, because it's kind of fucked up, but still - they've built weirder.
[ she smiles a little but it's sad. she's not sure what she would have asked for more than this, two kinds of sentimentality she doesn't usually display so easily.
the water park, though - yeah. ]
It wasn't my idea. It was the guys' back home. [ and his, not that she says as much. ] Kinda liked it, not that they'll ever hear that from me.
[ she waves to a nearby kitchen chair. ] Have a seat. I hear we're from different times.
[ she's not worried about timelines or anything like that - she'd rather like to prevent eight days of being stuck in her armor with the same happening to wash. ]
We got them out - most of them out. Hargrove had the Meta suit, was retrofitting it for mass production. Epsilon couldn't run it.. so he defragmented himself to. The fragments lasted long enough to keep them alive for us to arrive. After, they were all gone.
[ and so was epsilon - church. the last ai of her father left. ]
After that, we decided to lay low, spent ten months on Chorus' moon. That's where this all came in. [ she gestures to the house, the waterpark. ] You took to it pretty well. I ... didn't.
But then a reporter came looking for us - she had a distress call that Kimball had found, looked like it might have been the Alpha AI. Tucker was ready to go, we decided to try and find some of the old Freelancers first since we heard some of them had gone missing. We went looking for Illinois.
[ does she... talk about trying to throw away the lighter? no. she doesn't say anything. ]
He wasn't there. You had the idea to re-activate the emergency beacons, and then Tucker and the team showed up with another group of sim soldiers.
I didn't vet them. I should have, because if I had - I would have recognized them. They were the sim soldiers from that capture the flag I did with Texas - the one where the Red team soldier died. And the team wasn't happy to see us again.
They separated us from Tucker and trapped us in the basement in armor lock, for over a week. We only got out because somehow they got a message out to Grif, who hadn't come along, and Locus found it - and helped us.
[He stays quiet, and he listens to...a whole hell of a lot, as it turns out. The quiet rage that sparks in his chest at the knowledge that Hargrove had dragged Maine's body out of a frozen lake just to get at his armor is doused by sudden understanding - Epsilon died, no wonder Tucker was being so cagey about the future - and then...]
[Well.]
[He takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly, and drags a hand through his hair.]
[ eight days, but carolina got a little fuzzy on time after five. and poorly, would be the answer, of course. ]
We only saw it after the fight but - my pistol. [ the one she went into the director's room with, and came out without. ] The artifact that Epsilon was stuck in, the brute shot.
Like he went out after us and picked up every scrap of the project he could find, to make more war weapons.
[Everything from the trail of destruction Freelancer had left behind it, scavenged with the sole purpose of making things worse all over again. Great.]
For now you keep doing what you're doing here while I figure out how to work with the powers they gave me. And we try to figure out how to keep what happened to me from happening to the rest of you.
[ well - that part is obvious. don't trust an unknown at their back. food's done, and she pulls it out of the oven, grabbing a bowl and shaking some of it out into it, then placing a fork in it and sliding it over to him. ]
before movie night
[ she's reaching out first, but from what she's read of the mission reports - he's probably been quite messed up. as his co, she'd be worried.
as a friend? she wants to make sure he's got the support he needs. even if she's bad at saying so. ]
We should touch bases.
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[He's tired - he sounds tired, but he knows he doesn't have to sound good for Carolina. That said, he doesn't have the energy to set things up, so the ball's in her court now.]
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[ setting things up herself is fine. there's a bit of control that feels like its escaped - and while she doesn't want everyone to fall back into teams, its nice to do that.
they're gonna go easy, though. ]
My hab. I've still - [ got a copy of that fancy kitchen grif and tucker wanted, but he doesn't know about that. ] - I've got a kitchen and some coffee. And food... things.
[ so bad. ]
The door will open for you.
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[He can manage weak humor, at least.]
[It doesn't take him long to make it to Carolina's corner of the hab deck. It's...not what he expected from Carolina, if he's going to be completely honest. (Though the small house is familiar in a way he studiously ignores.)]
Carolina?
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[ really, she doesn't - mostly because with a lack of meat on legion, 80% of the things she knows how to prepare are thrown out the window. tofurkey and waffles just doesn't cut it.
she finally settles on throwing some potatoes in the oven and when she hears wash call out to her, she comes out of the kitchen. ]
Hey. Sorry, I know the place is a lot but... they didn't tell me no.
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...or not, because it's kind of fucked up, but still - they've built weirder.
I just wasn't expecting you to have a water park.
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[ she smiles a little but it's sad. she's not sure what she would have asked for more than this, two kinds of sentimentality she doesn't usually display so easily.
the water park, though - yeah. ]
It wasn't my idea. It was the guys' back home. [ and his, not that she says as much. ] Kinda liked it, not that they'll ever hear that from me.
[ she waves to a nearby kitchen chair. ] Have a seat. I hear we're from different times.
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[He follows her inside and takes a seat. It's pretty homey, when he's not looking at the giant water slides and lazy river outside.]
Yeah. Tucker's got ten months on me; I have no idea where you are in relation to that.
...pretty sure I'm from before the water park. [He absolutely would have remembered this.]
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I'll ask for a skyscraper next time.
[ homey is right. its still mostly manufactured metal, but the colors are dark browns, creams, dashes of red. a red space, since grif had insisted.
she nods her head, getting serious. ]
I'm from a little bit further, only by a few weeks. Enough time for everything to get FUBAR.
[ she plants a hand on the table. ]
How much do you know? [ and how much does he want to know? ]
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[That explanation is...not reassuring, to say the least.]
The last thing I remember is getting into a Pelican to extract our team from Hargrove's ship. Nobody will tell me anything beyond that.
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[ she's not worried about timelines or anything like that - she'd rather like to prevent eight days of being stuck in her armor with the same happening to wash. ]
We got them out - most of them out. Hargrove had the Meta suit, was retrofitting it for mass production. Epsilon couldn't run it.. so he defragmented himself to. The fragments lasted long enough to keep them alive for us to arrive. After, they were all gone.
[ and so was epsilon - church. the last ai of her father left. ]
After that, we decided to lay low, spent ten months on Chorus' moon. That's where this all came in. [ she gestures to the house, the waterpark. ] You took to it pretty well. I ... didn't.
But then a reporter came looking for us - she had a distress call that Kimball had found, looked like it might have been the Alpha AI. Tucker was ready to go, we decided to try and find some of the old Freelancers first since we heard some of them had gone missing. We went looking for Illinois.
[ does she... talk about trying to throw away the lighter? no. she doesn't say anything. ]
He wasn't there. You had the idea to re-activate the emergency beacons, and then Tucker and the team showed up with another group of sim soldiers.
I didn't vet them. I should have, because if I had - I would have recognized them. They were the sim soldiers from that capture the flag I did with Texas - the one where the Red team soldier died. And the team wasn't happy to see us again.
They separated us from Tucker and trapped us in the basement in armor lock, for over a week. We only got out because somehow they got a message out to Grif, who hadn't come along, and Locus found it - and helped us.
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[Well.]
[He takes a deep breath, lets it out slowly, and drags a hand through his hair.]
Jesus.
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Yeah.
[ she doesnt dump more than that on him at the moment, but. ]
We buried the suit. Along with.... her helmet.
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Her helmet-
[There's a very small pool of hers it could be. More to the point:]
What the hell did Hargrove have up there?
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We only saw it after the fight but - my pistol. [ the one she went into the director's room with, and came out without. ] The artifact that Epsilon was stuck in, the brute shot.
Like he went out after us and picked up every scrap of the project he could find, to make more war weapons.
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Fucking vulture.
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He's been dealt with.
[ there's a tone in carolina's voice that implies not just arrested. ]
.... The break was nice while it lasted.
[ the timer rings - time to turn and check on the potatoes. ]
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[A ten-month break sounds really goddamn nice right about now. At least he knows he has that in his future.]
[Provided the universe doesn't end, of course.]
So now what?
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[ well - that part is obvious. don't trust an unknown at their back. food's done, and she pulls it out of the oven, grabbing a bowl and shaking some of it out into it, then placing a fork in it and sliding it over to him. ]
How have you been doing?