[07]

[talkback_stein]

[Just getting some air. Stretching his legs. Feeling a little seasick, leaning over the side railing of the ship - the scene swathed all in deep navy blues and a the faint glow from the overhanging moon making the outlines of everything visible

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[shenghuanzhe]

[A post from Chase. He hasn't been active lately, and Kage's pretty sure he knows why. After all, Kage was the one who got the kid hooked on opiates, and Kage's the one who's let this second version of Chase waste away on a month-long bender in his quarters.

And Kage's the one who's hesitant to even try and rebuild what he'd had with the first Chase. A lot of him doesn't believe he'll ever have his buddy back. It's safer just to stay away.

He doesn't, though.

He answers the comm post, even though he's just downdeck of Chase and cleraly visible.]

Had plenty. Got bored.

[talkback_stein]

[He can hear Kage in stereo, considering the man really isn't that far away, but he lets this play out over the comms regardless;]

Like what.

[Chase grasps the metal railing, feet pressed up against the glass, and then he lets go. The teen allows himself to slowly fall back some, before catching himself last second with his hands on the bar again. He does this a couple times, occupying himself with the action.]

[shenghuanzhe]

Like an unfinished contract with an employer. Some loose ends. Minor shit like that. Ditched it for the ship.

[Kage's tone is purposefully casual.

Yes, the stuff he left behind was definitely minor. Totally minor.

Kage squints over the edge of the boat, remembering the feeling of the rifle he'd been holding so long ago, and its kickback each time he shot someone fleeing from the burning house. The memory was still sharp, burned into his brain by the bump of the drug he'd been dosed with at the time. The name of it translated into something like 'No Regrets'.

He breaths out a smile. That'd been pretty exciting.]

Bills.

[talkback_stein]

Sounds kinda' boring.

[He stops swinging on the railing and just leans over it, arms crossed by his chest and supporing most of his weight, watching the waves break across the bow of the ship.]

[The vague reply doesn't catch Chase's attention; Kage purposefully made it sound boring. If the man wasn't enthused about it, Chase couldn't be assed to pry details out of the man - he could tell just from that that it would be too much work. Probably not worth it.]

[thenotmagician]

Like what?

[talkback_stein]

Iunno.

[You can pretty much hear the shrug.]

Anything. Job, girlfriend, whatever.

[thenotmagician]

Welp, I hadda job. Cooked at this fancy restaurant for a while. Can't even remember th'name of it anymore. Just know it was Italian.

[ttlynotawizard]

Define stuff.

[talkback_stein]

Pfff... uhhh, like.

Anything you'd go back to.

[ttlynotawizard]

There are things I'd go back and finish if I had to, but...yeah, I don't really want to go back any more.

[talkback_stein]

Finish? Like what - got some scores to settle, or somethin'?

[ntjstapwn]

I did, though I'm not so sure how much I want to go back to it.

[talkback_stein]

Yeah? What was so bad about it?

[ntjstapwn]

Work's never much fun, and there are a few co-workers I'd rather not see again.

[talkback_stein]

Where'd you work?

[heroicasshole]

Yeah man. Had a prime park bench with my assprint in it.

[talkback_stein]

[He cracks a bit of a grin, at that. Sarcastic, kinda' bitter...]

[...This guy's alright.]

Sounds cozy.

[heroicasshole]

Life of my dreams.

[talkback_stein]

Prolly' better than most, if you think about it.