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Gamora's there! I'll be great.
Gamora's there! I'll be great.
She's really good at surviving stuff! We'll be good. We have the holothings and everything!
She has a hard time expressing her feelings!
Edited 2013-10-07 04:00 (UTC)
She also cares! And she will keep me safe, I know it. Gamora sticks to her word!
... Which mostly is telling people to not die, but she helps make sure it doesn't happen.
... Which mostly is telling people to not die, but she helps make sure it doesn't happen.
I'm sure! I'll be fine. See you again before you know it!
[It's been a while since he and Rin have simply hung out. Mahdi's been giving him cooking lessons; the last, at Jack's request, was how to bake cookies. His own turned out rather . . . well, they weren't that great. So the ones Jack's carrying on a plate are actually Mahdi's, and thus far more delicious.
He knocks at her door twice before opening it and ducking his head in.]
It's me! Rin?
He knocks at her door twice before opening it and ducking his head in.]
It's me! Rin?
[ Gods, he's practically forgotten his way around up here. But he hasn't quite, because that would be impossible. Equally impossible would be forgetting his old room number, shared with two rather charming individuals.
But he's been gone a while, he knows that by the way that he also can't physically forget the date it'd been when he'd left, and it compares a bit distressingly with today's date. So, rather than push the door open — he knocks.
He's feeling charitable today. ]
But he's been gone a while, he knows that by the way that he also can't physically forget the date it'd been when he'd left, and it compares a bit distressingly with today's date. So, rather than push the door open — he knocks.
He's feeling charitable today. ]
Sweets!
[He clambers onto her bunk without much prelude and sets the plate between them.]
And me, but, you know, mostly sweets. They're good! I helped bake em.
[He clambers onto her bunk without much prelude and sets the plate between them.]
And me, but, you know, mostly sweets. They're good! I helped bake em.
[ Open it he does, and as soon as Rin is in sight, he moves to sweep her into a hug. One arm wraps around her middle, one around her neck and shoulders, and he turns his head to press a few kisses into her hair and onto her cheek.
He's missed her, it seems safe to say. ]
He's missed her, it seems safe to say. ]
Edited 2013-11-18 22:09 (UTC)
[She glances down at the plate and then takes a cookie and smiles at him. Sweets are always a way to butter Rin up; she has a real weakness for chocolate.]
Oh yeah? Good for you, Jack. [She nibbles at a corner and then nods appreciatively.] Thanks!
How are you doing?
Oh yeah? Good for you, Jack. [She nibbles at a corner and then nods appreciatively.] Thanks!
How are you doing?
Pretty good. I, uh, I found a pretty good way to keep nightmares. Me and him-- Mahdi, the guy who taught me to cook-- we share a bed. So that's good.
[He shrugs.]
It helps with the nightmares.
[A beat, and then:]
And he likes kissin' me. So. There's that.
It helps with the nightmares.
[A beat, and then:]
And he likes kissin' me. So. There's that.
Yeah.
[He wrinkles his nose and stares fixedly down at the bed.]
Sorry. I know it's weird, I know it's-- it's, it's fuckin' weird as hell--
[He wrinkles his nose and stares fixedly down at the bed.]
Sorry. I know it's weird, I know it's-- it's, it's fuckin' weird as hell--
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