[IC] [SELF-INDULGENT MUSEBOXING]

[senior_citizen]

because Sabra AUs are fun and games until someone loses an eye

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[senior_citizen]

I've got some backup too. We pooled together and figured out some things after it gave out the first time.

[ he gestures to the faint lights in his arm ]

[midgardener]

[ s c r e a m ]


Ah! Sounds practical.

[senior_citizen]

If you've really been in Sabra, you know how it is.

[midgardener]

Yeah . . .


[ her lips twitch, as she tries to get the strained smile off her face- not right now, Gainsborough. This is not the time. ]


Yeah, I know.

[senior_citizen]

[ like he hasn't seen that expression on other people's faces before. he pauses, for a moment. something in him relaxing. ]

... tell me something that's better here.

[midgardener]

What, the sky's not enough for you? Well, there's enough food, you can help out whoever you want.

[senior_citizen]

[ his eyes widen at that last one ]

No punishment? No Ophiuchus?

[midgardener]

It's really . . . nothing like the caves at all.

[senior_citizen]

That ... that sounds really nice.

[ he looks more terrified ]

[midgardener]

I know. It must seem like "is there really a place like that?" But . . .

[senior_citizen]

But you're telling me it's real. And ... if you left, and we're friends, you have no reason to lie. Right?

[ sounds like he's trying to convince himself ]

[midgardener]

None. We're not enemies, and we . . . don't have to be. Not at all.

[senior_citizen]

[ a small nod ]

I guess ... I guess I can believe that for now. Unless something convinces me otherwise. Fair?

[midgardener]

Mm, fair.


I . . . are you hungry? Like I said, food's easy.

[senior_citizen]

[ brightens a little ]

Yeah. I mean, yes please. If you don't mind.

[midgardener]

[ shakes her head again ]


Not at all. What have you been missing most?

[senior_citizen]

... A hamburger? A real hamburger, maybe some pie ...

[midgardener]

Well, the cafe has hand pies.

[senior_citizen]

That's more than close enough.

[midgardener]

Well, let's go then.


[ stands up then, dusts herself off and offers him her hand again ]

[senior_citizen]

[ takes it again, less hesitant than before ]

Lead the way.

[midgardener]

[ hhhheeeadding to the cafe /o/ ]


Ah, hey- would you check your neck for me? You don't have any dog tags, do you?

[senior_citizen]

[ rrrreaching back there? he has to kind of feel around for a moment ... ]

I was never a soldier. Or Soldier's.

[midgardener]

Mm? Well, don't worry about it then. They were a gift from a mutual friend, I was just wondering if you had them with you.

[senior_citizen]

If you say so ...

[ he tugs a familiar-looking chain out from under his shirt. salamander on one, star on the other. ]