[IC] [SELF-INDULGENT MUSEBOXING]

[senior_citizen]

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

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[senior_citizen]

You forgot.

[ now there's bitterness in his tone ]

[scienceping]

I have not. Not everything.

[senior_citizen]

What's left then?

[scienceping]

The relationships developed with my teammates and other teams. Several games that did not end well. Decisions we were required to make.

... Enough is remembered.

[senior_citizen]

Seems awful vague to me.

[scienceping]

I cannot account for how you interpret my explanation of it.

[senior_citizen]

[ shrugs a bit ]

Tattoos? Scars?

[scienceping]

I declined from acquiring tattoos, though I do have scars resulting from various games and ... incidents.

[senior_citizen]

[ he softens a bit at that ]

Some of the worst stuff happens outside of games.

[scienceping]

Agreed.

[senior_citizen]

[ ... he rolls up his sleeve a bit. weird to see Steve with all these tattoos, huh? but he's basically got a sleeve starting from the elbow up. ]

We did a lot of tattooing in Canis.

[scienceping]

[coming closer to look, but still letting Steve have some personal space]

[senior_citizen]

[ good call there. they're quite intricate, all kinds of designs woven in and out and through each other. from that angle, Spock can see more tattoos peeking out from under Steve's shirt, right at the back of his neck. ]

We had a couple of real artists on the team.

[scienceping]

[huhhh, trying to look at it subtly]

Several of my Lacertan teammates would have appreciated it as well.

[senior_citizen]

Lacerta did some too, but Canis had the most. We had a game for supplies that we really needed and just ... kind of filled up.

[ he shifts a bit, so Spock gets a clear view. That's Queen's patron mark. ]

[scienceping]

[he goes still]

... Your patron was Queen.

[senior_citizen]

[ freezes himself and goes real quiet. shit, no denying it now. ]

... Yes.

[scienceping]

What is the current state of your hunger?

[senior_citizen]

[ now he's getting nervous ]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[scienceping]

You do. Now please answer the question.

[senior_citizen]

[ he tenses up again, obviously steeling himself for a confrontation ]

... Raw meat. Lots of it. Anything works.

[scienceping]

[but Spock just ... nods. no confrontation coming. in fact, Spock even backs up a step to increase his personal space, tone even and not tense.]

Are you hungry at this moment?

[senior_citizen]

[ that's ... jarring. steve doesn't know what to do with that. untenses very slightly... ]

Always. But not - starving.

[scienceping]

... I can offer a meal if it will aid you.

[senior_citizen]

Here? Is that possible?