You know, we covered the part where you got out of the green and I got out of my asshole phase, but we kind of skipped the part where we gossip about the Lady and Aneela.
[ Aneela he knows — thinks he knows, at least. The Lady's still abstract, what he's gleaned from other people's spooky bedtime stories. ]
I happen to know a place with a VERY well-stocked fridge
[ it's their place. which is in New Amsterdam, so maybe not convenient — still adjusting to the "pysch, you're going to New Tokyo" surprise. He didn't totally misspeak, though; if she wants to wait until they're home or longer, he'll be here when she's ready. ]
It's some kind of agreement, and it's good timing since he's finally at the bar. He breaks the code by speaking out loud, but at least it isn't dirty laundry. Johnny slides in next to her, the gesture as familiar as it would be back on the couch on Lucy. ]
Fancy meeting you here.
[ He's already got two drinks and one's for her, whether she's finished her current round or not. ]
[ so long as it's not dirty laundry, he can speak as loudly as he wants. dutch adjusts to his presence easily, naturally - the way she would've on lucy, too. she downs the rest of her current drink and reaches for the second one in his hand. ]
Surprise, surprise.
[ briefly, she nudges his shoulder with hers. a more gentle and more genuine greeting. ]
[ people don't need to talk while they're drinking, do they? no? clearly not. a moment later: ]
i don't even know where to start on the lady she's i don't know what she is old. she looks like anyone, in the green. uses your memories against you. she got into my head, johnny.
Well I'm glad you aren't, even if it does makes me a selfish dick.
[ Easier to be honest about it given the history with Aneela and Delle Seyah, really. But it's the concern for Dutch that's genuine, not the spite.
Dutch's memories are difficult on their own. He can't even begin to imagine how it'd work if they were used against her. And he'll probably never get what's going on between Dutch and Aneela, not fully — but the fact that she can feel empathy for her, despite everything? There's no instinct to question that. It's Dutch. ]
She isn't alone, Dutch. Delle Seyah's ready to murder half the system to get her back, and if we ever get out of here, we'll help.
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[ this is a lie, the white hair was very comic book and cool, bUT also a bit rude. ]
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it's how i look in the green
oops i mixed them up in the previous tag, gently retcons it
[ Seems like an odd difference, but he hasn't really seen the green. Not like that. ]
So young you, mean you, and green you. What was with the spiders?
[ He could guess what the split meant, but it doesn't really feel like his place. Not unless she wants to discuss it. ]
did you i didn't notice
oh good then no jk i did not i'm perfect
You know, we covered the part where you got out of the green and I got out of my asshole phase, but we kind of skipped the part where we gossip about the Lady and Aneela.
[ Aneela he knows — thinks he knows, at least. The Lady's still abstract, what he's gleaned from other people's spooky bedtime stories. ]
you are!!
gasp
[ it's their place. which is in New Amsterdam, so maybe not convenient — still adjusting to the "pysch, you're going to New Tokyo" surprise. He didn't totally misspeak, though; if she wants to wait until they're home or longer, he'll be here when she's ready. ]
But maybe we can start with the bar car.
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but it's a bit public to be airing dirty laundry out loud
[ so either they wait
or they have a digital conversation while getting drunk together without saying anything out loud ]
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but also he wouldn't NOT ]
We could air it very quietly
or we can just drink. I'm good with either.
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quiet airing and lots of alcohol
action??
It's some kind of agreement, and it's good timing since he's finally at the bar. He breaks the code by speaking out loud, but at least it isn't dirty laundry. Johnny slides in next to her, the gesture as familiar as it would be back on the couch on Lucy. ]
Fancy meeting you here.
[ He's already got two drinks and one's for her, whether she's finished her current round or not. ]
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Surprise, surprise.
[ briefly, she nudges his shoulder with hers. a more gentle and more genuine greeting. ]
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[ He's just teasing — it isn't like they'll be the only people texting each other while in the same room. ]
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[ people don't need to talk while they're drinking, do they? no? clearly not. a moment later: ]
i don't even know where to start on the lady
she's
i don't know what she is
old. she looks like anyone, in the green. uses your memories against you. she got into my head, johnny.
and aneela's alone in there with her
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[ Easier to be honest about it given the history with Aneela and Delle Seyah, really. But it's the concern for Dutch that's genuine, not the spite.
Dutch's memories are difficult on their own. He can't even begin to imagine how it'd work if they were used against her. And he'll probably never get what's going on between Dutch and Aneela, not fully — but the fact that she can feel empathy for her, despite everything? There's no instinct to question that. It's Dutch. ]
She isn't alone, Dutch. Delle Seyah's ready to murder half the system to get her back, and if we ever get out of here, we'll help.
[ ... with less murder, obviously. ]