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People getting lost, network fuckin' up.

Dammit... I'd like to have a dull moment around here every once in a while.

[Well, being trapped in a bed is dull, but you know what he means.]

Anything else you know about either of those?

[do i need to get out of my bed

and drag myself around to help]

Yeah.

[Hahahahhaha no. No comment otherwise.]

... Then let me know what's going on right now??

Come on, man, you can't just tell me shit's going on and not tell me.

[I'M SECURITY, I HAVE A HERO PROBLEM, AND I HAVE LOTS OF PEOPLE I CARE ABOUT HERE

TELL ME MORE]

Could.

[Is, even.]

Won't until you say you'll stay put.

[... He drops his head into his pillow and sighs.]

Don't think I'd make it far, and everyone'd be pissed at me.

... I'll stay put.

Mm.

[Whee it's that moment where fourth walls collide. It's also that moment where he realizes that he's not sure who Alex hangs out with, outside of Heather and Murphy. Uh.]

Heather left to find Takeshi. Murphy isn't lost.

[Also enjoy those Accent Life Problems. Heder and Murfie, anyone?]

[those accents tho]

... Of course she would. She's not the kind to sit around and wait for things to settle.

[He smiles, but it's a strained one. Dammit Heather.

He can't even be mad at the choice; he'd have done the same...]

Let me know--if you hear anything? From her or otherwise?

[Hmph. Of course if he could he'd be going too, so it's not like he should be able to say anything. (He still will though.)]

Yeah, okay. Might be weird. So uh - don't worry about that.

[You, weird? Surely you jest!]

I get it, don't worry.

[Trust him. He gets being weird a lot.]

And—just let me know if you need anything, I guess. Though I'm not really all that helpful in a medbay bed...

[but hey i could always leave before i should

eeeeh]

Uh-huh.

[Don't blame him if he calls flipping out, then.]

Just. Don't freak out if I call and I'm - [well] - freaking out.

[... maybe he should just block Alex's number for now.]

...

Freaking out, huh?

You're not gonna come find me and tackle me for another thing, are you? Because I dunno if I can handle you pile-driving me in this state.

[IT'S A JOKE

I PROMISE IT'S A JOKE*

*sorta']

I'll try not to visit.

[VERY REASSURING NEDERLAND.]

... [w o w, ned] My hero...

Alex, hey! Hahaha!

[LB sounds cheery enough, even if she's a bit on the nervous side; it wasn't often that she made personal calls like this. But she had something to give him, that she had been holding onto for a little while now. That, and she just kind of missed hanging out with him.]

Hey, uh... are you busy right now?

[She was actually pretty sure that he wasn't busy, but formalities.]

[He was just minding his own, when suddenly - LB!]

Hey! I'm not busy right now; what's up?

[he hopes it's not serious because he will kick ass and take names]

Oh, good. I was just wondering if, ah, you wanted to meet up? Heeheeheehee? I mean, just to talk... hang out?

[It'd probably just be easier to say that she wanted to give him something, but LB kind of wanted it to be a surprise. Not to mention, there was something else she kind of wanted to try too.

But damn, this inviting thing was hard.]

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[Well, it's just the question enough to get Alex to decide.]

Sure thing; I don't have anything I gotta do, anyway. It's been too long since we hung out.

[He did like LB's company, after all. And uh — a lot of other things about LB that he'd be too embarrassed to talk about (like how she's invading his dream space, for one). Hell, he barely even notices her laughter anymore; it's just... an LB thing, and he's started noticing patterns — like when she's more nervous than not.]

[A barely audible sigh of relief passes through her nose. LB was actually pretty sure that Alex would agree to the request (and really, that reliability was part of the reason she was so drawn to him), but it was the small possibility of rejection that made her nervous; in her life, LB had come to pretty much always assume the worst outcome, unfortunately.

Regardless, the anxiety passes away after that, bringing in a more excited air.]

It really has, heehee~! Is there anywhere specific that you want to meet? I could go to your room... or if you want to get out of there, maybe the holodeck instead?

You know what? I'll leave it up to you; I'm good with anywhere. I'm out walking, and anywhere is a good way to stretch my legs today.

All right -- heeheehee -- meet me at the holodeck, then.

[Even if he was leaving the decision up to her, LB was more concerned that he might be better if he weren't lingering inside his room. God knew that sometimes she needed to get the fuck out of her own room sometimes in order to stay sane.]

See you in a bit!

[LB doesn't even wait for him to reply before she cuts off the feed, since she wanted to make sure she got there first and even that little bit was a head start she was glad to take.

When LB makes it there, though, there's a few moments when she's at a loss as to what to set the projection at. She herself would prefer either a lake or a city, but she didn't want to accidentally upset Alex, seeing as she had a tendency to do that a lot. However, it's that train of thought that leads her to remember the time she got another depressing story from him... from asking about his favorite colors.

Then, as easy as that, she sets it up to the imagery of a forest, during the autumn season. LB was surprised when he didn't have it set to that the first time she visited him, in the room, so might as well do it now.

After all of that is done, LB leans against one of the walls, listening for any sign of Alex's arrival.]

[The holodeck, huh? His lips curl a little at that, and he adjusts his jacket — beat up but holding up, fancy that; the thing was made out of liquid steel or something — and makes his way over to the usual place. There's a lot of hologram rooms, but he knows the right one.

It gave him time to think, walking. Sometimes, sometimes, he'd think about LB. There's a fucking plethora of things that haunt him and even more things to make him angry or sad or suddenly and professionally cold and neutral, but hey — people like Heather and Murphy and all the castaways here help make him happier. LB was definitely on the list.

So yeah, hanging out isn't a problem. Even if he's starting to have a few problems with it. Mostly, his face burning a little red; Alex was never good with the ladies, it's true, but it's hardly why he's starting to recoil mentally around her.

Blame it on the dreams. God, the dreams. Why is he even going there? Stuck on a killer ship after your life is ground up into powder, and you're having dreams about boning your friends.

No, no no, even thinking it like that makes him uncomfortable.

OH HEY THERE YOU ARE, LB. He clears his throat and smiles, shoving the whole thing out of his mind like he usually's so good at. Sort of. Kind of. Not at all.]

I - uh. Didn't keep you, did I?

[The sound of his footsteps alone were enough to alert LB of Alex's presence. It sounded a little ridiculous on paper, but there were certain intricacies to footsteps -- the volume of the weight, the timing, the pattern of it all -- that made it one of the most difficult parts of mimicking a person, since she typically wasn't around a person long enough to get their jive down perfectly. However, being around Alex enough, the particular sound of his soles hitting the floor was enough to get her excited. Nervous, but excited nevertheless.

So when he enters the holodeck she set up, LB returns his smile, though her hands are behind her back, shoddily obscuring something within them. It wasn't like she had pockets, and even if it was funny teasing Alex about her other hiding spot, it might have been too much for him if she actually pulled it out of her cleavage in front of him.]

Heeheehee, I haven't been waiting long at all.

[Her smile broadens as she excitedly hoists herself by her tiptoes briefly.]

But hey, I got you something! [Bringing one of her hands around to her front, she displays the worn down looking box of cards.] You've been keeping yourself out of trouble, so I don't know if you still want it, but...

I'm always out of trouble.

[Said jokingly, teasing himself more than anything.

At the gift, he brightens up, like he's totally regressed 10 years to a kid getting something for Christmas, because hell yeah — cards. Having a set of his own to pass the time is great, especially when he gets so restless as it is; always have, always probably will. It doesn't help that he has moments where he genuinely blanks out, because let's face it: a guy with as much brain trauma as him tends to have technical difficulties like that, with only themselves for company. It's why he likes to wander more often than not.]

You really got some?

[Still smiling, he takes the box in one hand, flipping it over and back forward.]

You sure? You might wanna play a game with someone if you're feeling jittery. Helps to keep your mind elsewhere.

[LB gives him a pointed glare at that comment, though there's a glint of amusement in her own eyes. Even if his life seemed to be relatively calm lately, there was a period of time where worrying about his problems was such a common practice that it actually distracted her from her own problems. But then she always was an escapist.

Seeing Alex's positive reaction to her present, though, is infectious. Part of her was worried that he didn't need it anymore, but just the feeling of knowing she got something right was nice, especially considering it was someone she really cared about.]

Mmm-hmm! Hahahaha! [Though LB could hardly believe it when she stumbled upon it herself.]

Of course I'm sure, or I wouldn't have given it to you. Anyway, the last place I want to be, when I'm - ah - "jittery" is in my room.

[That, and with so many people either disappearing or being sent back to their home, in all of her time on the Tranquility, she was constantly afraid that she was going to be the next to go. Even if LB really didn't want to leave, she really wanted to at least give Alex something he could enjoy even without her there.

Now she just had to work up the nerve to try to hug him and try to make it not be weird. The latter part being the bigger challenge, in her eyes, that fed into the former problem.]

But-- I'm glad you like it?

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