[IC] [SELF-INDULGENT MUSEBOXING]

[senior_citizen]

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

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[senior_citizen]

[ shakes his head ]

I'm okay. It never goes away, but ...

[midgardener]

[ pets his hair then ]

Do you want a shower? To rest?

[senior_citizen]

[ something in his expression lights up ]

A hot one? A real one?

[midgardener]

Real soap too. In a bar! I didn't even make it!

[senior_citizen]

... I could go for that.

[midgardener]

OK, it's down a couple floors. Ah- I don't know where your toiletries are.

[senior_citizen]

Just water is fine. Uh ...

[ glancing down at his dirty clothes ]

[midgardener]

You can use mine. I'll get you something to change into.

[senior_citizen]

[ ducks his head again ]

Sorry. For all this.

[midgardener]

[ shakes her head ]

Follow me.

[senior_citizen]

Right. Okay.

[ he can do that much ]

[midgardener]

[ going to the next room over- they one they were in before- and grabbing him a bar of soap, a bottle of generic-looking shampoo and a towel ]


Well, they're not private or anything, not in this building, but they're nice.

[senior_citizen]

[ huhhh. he hasn't seen this in ages. takes it all carefully, looking it over. ]

That's fine. I don't mind at all.

[midgardener]

OK, down a couple floors then.


[ heading back to the stairs ]

[senior_citizen]

Yes ma'am.

[ following after ]

[midgardener]

[ SHOWIN HIM THE BATHS LA ]

Like I said . . . I'll find you something. Something clean.

[senior_citizen]

[ nods. Waiting for her to leave before removing anything. ]

Thank you. For everything.

[midgardener]

You're a team mate. You understand what that means.


[ and yeah she'll give him privacy from her at least. She also doesn't quite want to see whatever scarring is under his uniform. ]

[senior_citizen]

[ gooood call. He spends quite a while in there, just scrubbing and enjoying the water and ohh it's been so long since he's used real shampoo. ]

[midgardener]

[ true to her word, there are jeans, a tshirt and a belt waiting for him. it's all a little too big, but at least not comically so. she'll be out in the hall, wearing her Lacertan robes ]

[senior_citizen]

[ jeans... He eyes the fabric a bit before just pulling them on. Straightening up the rest, automatically tucking things in and rolling up sleeves to make them fit better. Then when he heads out... He pauses. Staring at her for a moment. Something in him relaxes deeply at seeing the familiar color. ]

... I like yours better.

[midgardener]

Nice upgrade, right?

[senior_citizen]

Yeah, no kidding. Did you guys design it?

[midgardener]

Well, not quite.

[senior_citizen]

... Suggestions turned into a new uniform?