Yeah he's got a shitty hand this round Blind and silent. I almost wanted to tell him to not bother. It's not like there's anything really useful on the network anyway But he still needs to communicate somehow I guess.
[ he gives frank the ok sign and that's that. he doesn't try to push it; if frank wants to talk about it, he will on his own time. that's how it's always worked between them.
the tea's gotten colder since frank first brought it to him, but he finishes it in the next mouthful. he finally sets his device down and leans forward, bumping his forehead against frank's shoulder. he taps out t-h-a-n-k-s carefully against frank's arm with his eyes closed. ]
[ once the tea is done, he plucks it out of micro's hands and sets it aside. his heartbeat quickens when the man's face presses against his shoulder and his hand comes up, rubbing a gentle circle against micro's upper arm. the single word causes his throat to tighten too, it's nothing he'd ever hesitate to do for david. it doesn't amount to anywhere near enough by his estimation. but his steadfast presence speaks volumes louder than any words he could say (or tap.) ]
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he still thinks i go around killing people for sport
fucking asshole
but i guess we should help him, right? he's at a pretty big disadvantage here.
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Blind and silent.
I almost wanted to tell him to not bother. It's not like there's anything really useful on the network anyway
But he still needs to communicate somehow I guess.
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useless as ever red
[ god this makes him miserable. even more miserable than his (lack of) love life. ]
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[ speaking of (sort of), ]
You all right if I hook up a security feed from Clara's room to your device?
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She asked me to put it up
I said you probably wouldn't mind but I figured I'd check with you just in case.
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i don't mind
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the tea's gotten colder since frank first brought it to him, but he finishes it in the next mouthful. he finally sets his device down and leans forward, bumping his forehead against frank's shoulder. he taps out t-h-a-n-k-s carefully against frank's arm with his eyes closed. ]
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