[John yawns, stretching further, arms draped loosely over his head. Dog-tags spill over one shoulder and onto Poe's pillow. He never takes them off. Not even in bed. Force of habit, or security blanket? John's never given it much thought. His identity and service identity number are one in the same.
John's eyes flutter open as Poe's touch lingers over a particular scar. Ugly and ragged, dimpling the pale skin around it. Not every scar has a story, but that one does. Still hurts if he thinks about it.]
Piece of rebar, went right through me. There's a matching one the other side. Building was blown on us during a failed rescue op, whole thing fell on our damn heads.
I was pretty sure it was over that time, but here I am.
[He looks up at Poe, exhales, and smiles.]
Yeah, same. But the next best thing is being here with you.
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Date: 2018-02-27 03:54 am (UTC)[John yawns, stretching further, arms draped loosely over his head. Dog-tags spill over one shoulder and onto Poe's pillow. He never takes them off. Not even in bed. Force of habit, or security blanket? John's never given it much thought. His identity and service identity number are one in the same.
John's eyes flutter open as Poe's touch lingers over a particular scar. Ugly and ragged, dimpling the pale skin around it. Not every scar has a story, but that one does. Still hurts if he thinks about it.]
Piece of rebar, went right through me. There's a matching one the other side. Building was blown on us during a failed rescue op, whole thing fell on our damn heads.
I was pretty sure it was over that time, but here I am.
[He looks up at Poe, exhales, and smiles.]
Yeah, same. But the next best thing is being here with you.
[Pilot sweet talk.]