α gσσ∂ sραcε вσү ғяσм α gσσ∂ sραcε ғαмιℓү (
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volitaunt
2018-05-01 11:44 pm (UTC)
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maybe.
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deploy
2018-05-02 01:42 am (UTC)
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Where are you?
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 01:59 am (UTC)
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john, you don't owe me any of this.
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2018-05-02 02:07 am (UTC)
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You're right.
I don't need to owe you anything to give a damn.
We're still comrades.
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 02:12 am (UTC)
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i'm at the apartment. finn's and mine.
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deploy
2018-05-02 02:29 am (UTC)
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When's the last time you ate anything near decent?
Don't lie to me.
[John knows all the tricks.]
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2018-05-02 02:33 (UTC)
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 02:35 am (UTC)
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[ That almost, almost gets a smile out of Poe, even if it's a tired one. ]
finn got us takeout last night.
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deploy
2018-05-02 02:39 am (UTC)
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Did you eat it?
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 02:50 am (UTC)
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some.
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2018-05-02 02:54 am (UTC)
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Yeah, I'm still sending Finn home with food.
He has orders to make you eat it, and to use force if necessary.
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 03:03 am (UTC)
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i'm not a six year old.
[ He remembers ALL TOO WELL trying to feed a pack of mistrustful hellions okay. ]
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deploy
2018-05-02 03:08 am (UTC)
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I've met more agreeable six year olds.
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 03:29 am (UTC)
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takes one to know one.
[ A noise that could qualify as a laugh. BB-8 swivels his dome to look up at Poe and makes an inquiring noise. ]
It's John, bud.
[ A SUDDEN EXCITED BEEPING and BB-8 broadcasts a flood of ones and zeroes over Poe's device.
Until Poe gets him to stop, anyway.]
bee says hi.
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2018-05-02 03:43 am (UTC)
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[BB-8 chirps and John smiles.
For a moment, he almost forgets Poe broke up with him. Everything feels like it used to.
Then, with a violent wrenching of his heart, he remembers.]
Hey B.
Take care of this idiot, would you?
I don't want to have to scrape him off the runway.
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 03:53 am (UTC)
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[ BB-8 cuts in again with a cheerful noise of confirmation, and Poe gives the droid's dome a fond shove. ]
Stop that.
[ A pause. ]
pretty sure you've already done that last part. couple of times.
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2018-05-02 04:04 am (UTC)
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[John will pick up Poe as many times as he falls down.
Together or apart.
But he can't say that. Not without crossing the line Poe drew between them.]
What can I say. I've always had a thing for search and rescue.
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2018-05-02 04:05 (UTC)
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 04:48 am (UTC)
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you know i'd do it for you too, right?
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2018-05-02 04:59 am (UTC)
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[John wants to believe that, but he can't let himself. It's safer if he doesn't expect anything, and just appreciates Poe's words for what they are.
A nice thought.]
Sure.
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 05:08 am (UTC)
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[ John doesn't believe him.
It knocks the bottom out from under any strength he might have taken from this conversation.
John doesn't believe him, and he has no reason to. ]
anyway. thanks.
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2018-05-02 05:11 am (UTC)
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Take care of yourself.
It'll get better.
[That's what he keeps telling himself.]
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volitaunt
2018-05-02 05:18 am (UTC)
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[ Poe lets his head fall back to rest against the side of the bed, throat tightening all over again. ]
yeah.
[ Just like
sure
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A nice thought. ]
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I don't need to owe you anything to give a damn.
We're still comrades.
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Don't lie to me.
[John knows all the tricks.]
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finn got us takeout last night.
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He has orders to make you eat it, and to use force if necessary.
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[ He remembers ALL TOO WELL trying to feed a pack of mistrustful hellions okay. ]
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[ A noise that could qualify as a laugh. BB-8 swivels his dome to look up at Poe and makes an inquiring noise. ]
It's John, bud.
[ A SUDDEN EXCITED BEEPING and BB-8 broadcasts a flood of ones and zeroes over Poe's device.
Until Poe gets him to stop, anyway.]
bee says hi.
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For a moment, he almost forgets Poe broke up with him. Everything feels like it used to.
Then, with a violent wrenching of his heart, he remembers.]
Hey B.
Take care of this idiot, would you?
I don't want to have to scrape him off the runway.
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Stop that.
[ A pause. ]
pretty sure you've already done that last part. couple of times.
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Together or apart.
But he can't say that. Not without crossing the line Poe drew between them.]
What can I say. I've always had a thing for search and rescue.
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A nice thought.]
Sure.
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It knocks the bottom out from under any strength he might have taken from this conversation.
John doesn't believe him, and he has no reason to. ]
anyway. thanks.
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It'll get better.
[That's what he keeps telling himself.]
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yeah.
[ Just like sure.
A nice thought. ]