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[unobtainableredemption]

This is Kaine. I'm clearly not here so leave a message.

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delivery | landfall

[imaginate]

[At the door, there’s a crate, glowing a faint green, the Corps insignia emblazoned on it. When touched it emits a quiet whirr, that of a scanner, the AI announces VERIFIED., and promptly floats into the living room, where the glow vanishes. Inside, there’s rows of bottles with variously coloured liquids, nothing alcoholic. He's seen kids going in and out of Kaine's apartment.]

[Attached is a note:]

Howdy, neighbour. Had some stuff from home show up, sharing is caring :)

- GL 2814.4

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[Once Kaine figures out exactly which neighbor just sent him bottles of who-the-fuck-knows-what (seriously, how was he supposed to know who GL 2814.4 was?), he goes and knocks on his door.]

What the hell did you just give me?

[OOC: I'm so sorry x.x I just saw this. I never got a notif!]

no worries!

[imaginate]

[Miraculously it's Kyle who's home, not Jim, or this would be a lot weirder.]

[Innocently:] Juices! For your two [he makes a gesture at about Peter's height] as well.

What, it's against the law to be neighbourly?

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[Haaaa like he's used to random gifts from strangers. Also, how the hell was he supposed to know they were juice?] Some of them are purple.

[Just makes a face at the neighborly comment. He's not exactly the neighbor sort.]

[imaginate]

[Almost defensive:] Grape juice is purple!

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[Mmhmm....] And the green one? And the yellow one that looks like piss and not lemonade?

[imaginate]

[Kyle. Pointedly deflates.]

Dude, if I wanted to hurt you, it wouldn't be through an underhanded trick like that. There'd be at least a hole in the wall.

[He has class okay!!]

I got it from the auctions, stuff from home.

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[Kaine can't help but be weary; he's not used to people being nice for the sake of it. In fact, he only really knows how to react to people trying to hurt or kill him. This... this is totally new territory. His brow furrows in confusion.]

...Why give it to me?

[imaginate]

[There was a day, months ago, when he'd have said he was just being nice. But even that's a motive, and in Kyle's world... everyone has a motive, and most people are usually trying to kill him, too. It happens when he had a power ring that they wanted.]

I could've given it to the kids instead. You don't have to take it.

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[Shakes his head. Frankly, he doesn't care about the juice one way or the other, so much as the action behind it.]

That's not what I meant. We've barely talked... why?

[imaginate]

Because.

[It's not an answer and he knows it - hell, this is hitting his own buttons badly, even he can't accept something just because.]

When's the last time you weren't on edge, huh? [He knows it, intimately. Seeing it in somebody else makes it conscious of its presence in him, too.]

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I didn't live this long just accepting gifts from strangers. [Though even the thought of strangers wanting to give him gifts is funny. But that's also to say the answer is never.]

And you still didn't answer my question.

[imaginate]

[Irritably:]

Yeah well don't think of it as a favour.

[He sighs.]

You're all by yourself. That sucks, trust me. Never hurts to have somebody watching your back - in the good way - especially here with all the crap flying around.

[voice]

[funkindofwicked]

I guess since you aren't there, you're too busy for some fun tonight.

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[He calls back as soon as he gets in.]

I was out having a chat with my brother.

What do you have in mind?

[funkindofwicked]

[There's a soft hum in her throat.] There's a lot of things I have in mind, but too much of a good thing can be bad for you. I wonder if I should think of your health first.

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[Feigning insult.] You say that like I haven't been able to keep with you all of the other times.

[funkindofwicked]

Maybe I've been going easy on you. [Teasing, but it's not as playful as her tone normally gets with him.] Should I be stepping up my game?

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Depends, can you top what we did the last time? [He can't shake the feeling something is off about their banter, but he's determined to ignore it unless she brings it up.]

[funkindofwicked]

I can always top you, honey. [If he doesn't bring it up, she won't.] But we always have the most fun when we work up some energy first. The gangs in Fire Sector have been causing some trouble and a good date always started with appetizers.

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Again, you say that like you haven't already.

I have to run and talk to May before those two idiots compare notes. I can meet you in Fire in say... a half hour?

[funkindofwicked]

[There's a momentary pause before she huffs.] Sure, sure. Just don't feel left out if I've started the fun parts without you.

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[Trust him, he'd much rather be out punching people than talking to May about what he's about to talk to her about.]

I can make no promises.

Where should I meet you?

[funkindofwicked]

In the northeast industrial park. Don't be late.

[unobtainableredemption]

I'll be there as soon as I can.

[And with that he hangs up.]