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Musebox #2 [CLOSED]
Who: Holiday and Six
What: Being STUPID AWKWARD with the hope of some fluff
When: week after #1
Where: Providence HQ
Warnings: Spoilers for "Six Minus Six" up in here.
She had to get this over with. After the first three days (two of which, she was awake for the entire time), she had known that she was right in the first place. There was nothing she could do. It was over. He probably really was gone.
To know anything for certain, there were still some pieces that she was missing... Pieces that only Six had.
After a firm peptalk, she decided to give him a call or something. Beep his communicator or... something. Just as she was about to do it, though, her face met her hands again. How could she do this to him? First of all, she hadn't so much as seen the man since.... whatever his last visit was. Second, she couldn't turn around again and tell him that she wanted the old Six back. She did, but she by no means wanted to force it out of him against his will.
... She still didn't know what he wanted with his life. She knew he wanted the other Six to come back, but was that only for them or was that for him, too?
She sighed. She needed to do this. You can do this... She was so tired and it was already getting late. Maybe he'd be asleep...
AHA! LEAVE A MESSAGE. Brilliant. Sort of.
Alright, after another sigh, she leaves a message on his comm-link. "Six, if you're willing, there's some more tests I'd like to run on you. Only if you're up for it, though. Just come by at any time." And she killed the feed.
And yeah, any time was fine. She was going to be up for a while.
What: Being STUPID AWKWARD with the hope of some fluff
When: week after #1
Where: Providence HQ
Warnings: Spoilers for "Six Minus Six" up in here.
She had to get this over with. After the first three days (two of which, she was awake for the entire time), she had known that she was right in the first place. There was nothing she could do. It was over. He probably really was gone.
To know anything for certain, there were still some pieces that she was missing... Pieces that only Six had.
After a firm peptalk, she decided to give him a call or something. Beep his communicator or... something. Just as she was about to do it, though, her face met her hands again. How could she do this to him? First of all, she hadn't so much as seen the man since.... whatever his last visit was. Second, she couldn't turn around again and tell him that she wanted the old Six back. She did, but she by no means wanted to force it out of him against his will.
... She still didn't know what he wanted with his life. She knew he wanted the other Six to come back, but was that only for them or was that for him, too?
She sighed. She needed to do this. You can do this... She was so tired and it was already getting late. Maybe he'd be asleep...
AHA! LEAVE A MESSAGE. Brilliant. Sort of.
Alright, after another sigh, she leaves a message on his comm-link. "Six, if you're willing, there's some more tests I'd like to run on you. Only if you're up for it, though. Just come by at any time." And she killed the feed.
And yeah, any time was fine. She was going to be up for a while.
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"There at last, you two were a whole lot a like. Almost like twins, whenever Rex would decide to be mature about something. I think you'd be surprised the influence you made on him."
So, it proved to just keep an eye on Rex during his 'better' moments. It was things that Six would do.
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That was...surprising.
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Had he really sounded like that? Though first getting lectured by Rex and then Knight, the man he still saw as his real partner, had not been in the least bit enjoyable.
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He finished collecting his weapons and started towards the door. He paused before opening it.
"Holiday, try and get some sleep?"
So at least one of them wasn't a zombie.
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She would. At some point. Like tomorrow. Or the next day might be better. She had to figure this out and every second she was resting were seconds wasted.
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There was a faint hint of pleading in that voice. Rex needed one of them to stay steady. And, at the moment, he wasn't sure he could be that person.
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But this was too important.
She looked away again, back to the scans. "Later." He was counting on something to help him out, wasn't he?
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"I asked you nicely," he told her flatly as he started to leave the lab. "Now where are your quarters?"
Because he sure as heck didn't know.
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"Ah-... Ie-... Wh-... Six! What are you doing?"
Finally able to make words. Good job!
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"I- Wait a minute! I have work to do and- and- This is crazy, Six!"
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And not in a really fun way either.
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At least she stopped struggling. "Down the third hall on the left. Second door." The cursing was implied. And no, Six, it isn't all that far from yours.
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Actually, she was planning on sitting there for about ten or twenty minutes before going back to the lab. Everyone'll be happy, then!
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And he was way, way off. More than enough for the both of them.
However, this wasn't spoken in the least bit bitterly. It was simple, matter-of-fact.
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And she would try. Later. When she could afford to sleep.
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Oh, yes, he'll blackmail you. You better believe it.
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Silence.
"You cannot be serious right now."
Just gonna... hide her face in his back for a second.
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He walked to her door and realized something important. Right. Electronic locks. He then poked her lightly in the side. "Your door code?"
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"Oh, no. By all means. I'm curious to hear what you're blackmail for this one is going to be." CAUSE THEY'RE ALL SO ENTERTAINING.
This wasn't so much about work anymore than it was just trying to get past that stubborn head. A trait Six probably had since birth, she wouldn't doubt.
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"...If you insist, there's always Plan B."
He started walking away from her door...
...and towards his.
"I have no problems remembering my code at least."
Out of view of her, he smirked.
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Her hands balled into fists.
"It's five, three, six, one, four."
DAMMIT.
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