[Being pissed at Felix was probably the easiest thing Tucker had ever done. It was funny what betrayal could do to a person. How many enemies did an asshole like that have? Did all of the Chorus count as one or was it each citizen?
Tucker blinked. Was this topic worse? Maybe. Kind of.]
The last thing in the world anyone needs to know is how Wash gets freaky. Ugh.
[But since they were on the topic--]
But if some weird stranger wanted to know...how freaky is it?
[ It wasn't actually freaky. Ephemera just hadn't wanted to know anything about Washington at the time except how long he'd take to bleed out. But that's a whole other conversation. ]
[ It's not often that Ephemera is completely lost for words. But it seems to be happening more and more in Hadriel. He starts out thinking he's got everything and everybody sorted into their boxes, all nice and neat, and then they go and do something entirely unexpected.
He stares. Probably for too long. ]
Huh.
[ So that's a thing that happened. Ephemera blinks. Back to reality.]
...not today. But. You should come over sometime. Me and Drake play poker with some of the others. I suck. But it's a good time.
[Was that a hint? Did Tucker know? The answer was no, at least not well and certainly not in a way that wouldn't get him caught in about three seconds. But he was fun, and it might not be so bad.]
Mind if I bring Church? That fucker can count cards like crazy, being a former AI and all. You have to watch him.
[Yeah, sure, invite two cheating bastards to your card game. That's probably not super enticing.
[ Ephemera huffs, not denying it. He has an awful poker face. Always has. But he likes the game, likes hanging out with other people. It's gotten easier in Hadriel. ]
Sure. We'll make it a party and shit. Pretty sure I've still got some booze stocked up.
[That didn't mean he wasn't coming; he was just simply stating his opinion. It was less about the game and more about the companionship, anyway; Tucker missed having his color-coded family around.
Maybe this would help.]
My head - both of them - are totally awesome. If you want, I can have Epsilon come down and testify on my behalf.
[And Tucker...Tucker smiled, turned on his heel, and started back towards his room. There was trust there, trust in his most sacred of space, in his home where his precious people were, and he left Ephemera there to see himself out. Or chill if he wanted to.
It spoke a lot, all between some pretty wide lines. How far they had come, indeed.]
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[ It's hard to miss that flash of anger, and Ephemera's pretty sure he can tell who it's directed at.
Yeah, well. It's easy to hate Felix. ]
I asked her that once. She told me. In detail.
[ Ephemera looks fairly disturbed at the memory. There are things he doesn't want to know about Washington. Especially about Washington's sex life. ]
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Tucker blinked. Was this topic worse? Maybe. Kind of.]
The last thing in the world anyone needs to know is how Wash gets freaky. Ugh.
[But since they were on the topic--]
But if some weird stranger wanted to know...how freaky is it?
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Yeah, no. I'm not repeating that shit.
[ It wasn't actually freaky. Ephemera just hadn't wanted to know anything about Washington at the time except how long he'd take to bleed out. But that's a whole other conversation. ]
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Do you want to hang out? Or are you going back out again?
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He stares. Probably for too long. ]
Huh.
[ So that's a thing that happened. Ephemera blinks. Back to reality.]
...not today. But. You should come over sometime. Me and Drake play poker with some of the others. I suck. But it's a good time.
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[Was that a hint? Did Tucker know? The answer was no, at least not well and certainly not in a way that wouldn't get him caught in about three seconds. But he was fun, and it might not be so bad.]
Mind if I bring Church? That fucker can count cards like crazy, being a former AI and all. You have to watch him.
[Yeah, sure, invite two cheating bastards to your card game. That's probably not super enticing.
Weirdest double date ever.]
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Sure. We'll make it a party and shit. Pretty sure I've still got some booze stocked up.
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And seeing them naked.]
Wait, this is strip poker, right?
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No.
[ There are people Ephemera will play strip poker with. Lup, for instance. Tucker isn't one of them. Maybe in time?
Yeah, probably not. There are lines. ]
There is something seriously wrong with your head, dude.
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Boring.
[That didn't mean he wasn't coming; he was just simply stating his opinion. It was less about the game and more about the companionship, anyway; Tucker missed having his color-coded family around.
Maybe this would help.]
My head - both of them - are totally awesome. If you want, I can have Epsilon come down and testify on my behalf.
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Please don't. I can only take so much brain damage.
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[Or maybe he did. Probably he did. It was safer this way.]
So...I'll see you at the poker game.
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[ Ephemera nods just once. ]
Yeah. Okay.
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[And Tucker...Tucker smiled, turned on his heel, and started back towards his room. There was trust there, trust in his most sacred of space, in his home where his precious people were, and he left Ephemera there to see himself out. Or chill if he wanted to.
It spoke a lot, all between some pretty wide lines. How far they had come, indeed.]