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[viking_seer]

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[viking_seer]

And you know where I live. I can be there whenever. Just let me know when you're coming by.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Yeah, yeah. Ten minutes?

[viking_seer]

I'll be there.

You have all of it or just what Trevor gave you?

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

I have what Trevor gave me. Knives, guns. Bullets...not as many as before.

[viking_seer]

Wasn't sure if you had everything. He gave some of it to Collins.

[ Not her favorite person but she knows how emergencies work. ]

I'll be here.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Don't know. Didn't think that guy could do shit.

[But he's knocking at her door anyway.]

[viking_seer]

He does like to talk a lot of shit.

[ But he's fought beside her so she'll keep it at that. Once he knocks, through the door- ]

Come on in!

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He opens the door, setting the guns and knives on the first surface he can find.]

Hey, hey.

[viking_seer]

[ She's walking up, looking over the pile, and he's getting a warm smile up at him.]

Hey, lookit you: all in one piece. I'm a fan.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Mostly. Got a couple of stitches.

[He holds up his wrapped hand and arm.]

[viking_seer]

That's still all together. It's just one piece with help.

[ She gestures to the rest of the cabin. ]

Feel free to take a seat. Water?

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He does sit and hold out a hand expectantly.]

I'm not going to fall apart if the stitches pop.

[viking_seer]

Yeah, yeah, you're a big tough man. I know.

[ He'll get a waterbottle. ]

Tell me what else is going on.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

What do you mean? Fucking nothing. Clean up.

[He takes it and immediately opens it, drinking deeply.]

[viking_seer]

Not just with what happened. Just... life.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

I'm fucking my afterlife up. It's all a goddamn mess, Saga. That answer anything?

[viking_seer]

This isn't your afterlife, [ and she says that with a very gentle sort of look, but it's certainly direct ] this is the gas station. Tell me about the mess?

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

It's all stupid girly shit.

[He pauses immediately after he says it, realizing who he's talking to, and groans.]

Not like that. It's just - fuck. It's not shit I'm used to talking about.

[viking_seer]

Then it's a good thing I'm pretty patient.

[ Which is all she's going to say. Her eyes, however, are asking him to let her help.]

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[There are a couple of false starts and then he shakes his head.]

I don't even know where to begin. I don't do relationships. Have a couple of people I've been sleeping with, but it ain't like you can avoid them forever, right? Not here.

[viking_seer]

[ That is a slow nod because yeah, the closed quarters definitely makes things awkward. And she follows that up with another nod, more wry this time. ]

Relationships are a lot. It's never really been something I'm good at either. I don't even know how I'd handle something like that here.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

It was fine when it was just sex. That's easy.

[He waves a hand.]

Aren't you married?

[viking_seer]

[ She'll raise an eyebrow at that. ]

And? [ she shakes her head ] David and I try pretty hard to make what we have work. 'Just sex' is a lot easier.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Yeah.

[Well, color him surprised.]

Until it ain't.

[viking_seer]

Until it's not 'just sex'?

[ Peeeeeer. ]