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[wingenvy]

Sometimes I feel like I'm too busy taking care of people to worry about a little guy under my feet. But this is, y'know, nice.

[Fur's soft. And he's cuddly, too.]

[pain_train]

Yeah, I get that feeling. I got Jellybean and Snuggles both when I was on the disabled list, so... I kind of needed someone to take care of so I'd stop feeling so sorry for myself. It's pretty easy to be a hero for a kitten. You just have to feed them on time and play with them.

[wingenvy]

I guess that's true. Well, for some people, anyway. I was never around enough back home for a pet. I lived in the barracks, so it wasn't allowed, and even if it was I'd always get sent out on missions. Poor thing would've been lonely. Maybe post-army...

[but that never became an option, so it's a moot point.]

[pain_train]

Oh, that's totally understandable. I mean. I never did anything much but worked while I was living in the barracks. That's just kind of how it is.

I guess... here's your chance to try out post-army life? It's... kind of weird, that way.

[wingenvy]

Yeah... guess I'll keep an eye out. I don't even know what kind of animal would suit me.

[though he knows what people would suggest if he asked...]

[pain_train]

I bet you'll know when you find one. It'll come to you. Like I knew Snuggles had to come home with me because we got along so well. I couldn't stand the thought of leaving him. And I was lucky my captain thought it was a good idea. So it'll come.

[wingenvy]

I like your confidence.

[He's not too fussed - if he gets a pet or not, whatever, it's not the end of the world - but it's kind of neat to ponder. He drains his glass and flags down the bartender for another round for them both]

So how long to you think we have to lower our heart rate 'til the next disaster? This is my first round of it, but I hear it's not the only time stuff's gone haywire.

[pain_train]

I try to be optimistic because it's good for morale! And you have to have goals so then you can go get 'em and kick the shit out of anything in your way.

It's... same shit different day. Like sometimes stuff is pretty goofy and there's nothing to do but like have little drinks with umbrellas in and scope out boring bouncer gigs for extra cash. Is it weird I kind of like it better when shit's going all haywire? I know how to deal with that.

[wingenvy]

I get what you mean, yeah. My life used to be all action all the time, barely had a quiet day to myself. Just when you think you can relax, bam! Phone call, new mission. It sucked, but it was better than getting restless all the time. This is such a weird shift from the norm.

[pain_train]

Exactly!

Like... there's too much time to just think about stuff, a lot. Stupid stuff. Like your brain doesn't have anything better to do.

[wingenvy]

Yyyyep. And that's honestly the last thing I want at this point in my life.

[pain_train]

I wish I had a solution for that. It was kind of getting to me before I left and came back, though, and I didn't have any better ideas than like going out and picking fights on the planets we stopped at. [She wrinkles her nose.] Which got me in trouble with my friends.

[wingenvy]

Oh geez, yeah. I can imagine that'd cause a problem. Well, if you ever feel the need for a good tussle, just holler my way. I'm always up for a spar.

[pain_train]

Oh, that'd be awesome! My guy I used to spar with is gone now, and Winter won't fight me, so it'd be really great. You look pretty tough. [Grin.]

[wingenvy]

I've heard people say that, sure.

[She gets a grin right back. SOLDIERs are nothing if not durable, he's learned that one the hard way. At least he knows his limits?]

[pain_train]

I've got composite bones now, so don't have to worry about hurting me. [Oh, this is going to be awesome!] This is gonna be great!

[wingenvy]

Seriously. Though for now, my priority is this stuff.

[Round three? Yeah, it's time for round three. Going a bit faster now that he has his groove.]

[pain_train]

Hell yeah. Let's keep 'em rolling. Too bad they don't have fair glitter death bomb shots here.

[wingenvy]

Okay, I can't not ask. What the hell is that?

[pain_train]

It's... um. Pink? Really pink. Like a big drink. [She mimes pint glass size.] And it tastes... um... pink. And you get this rainbow glitter shot to put in it that tastes kind of like if licorice fucked a mango in the butt. You dump the shot in and and you have to try to drink it down before the chemical interactions make it explode. Which is like... eight seconds? And no matter what, there's glitter EVERYWHERE.

[wingenvy]

Oh my god, I want that. Like, as soon as humanly possible. I hope we get the stuff for it someday...

[pain_train]

We've got a new mission. Every station, we're going to look for the liquors that might work for it. [We got this. We're gonna make it happen, bro. ZACK UNDERSTANDS.]