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zen_en_vert

[And call he does. Voice, so it's more like a telephone line.]

Fiona?

[He's leaving the clinic now, will come directly to hers.]

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ffuckoff

You rang?

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zen_en_vert

I'm headed towards Sigyn. Still up to meet?

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ffuckoff

Yeah, I just got off work. There's like one good bar in this place and it's kind of swanky, but I'm still wearing jeans, fair warning.

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zen_en_vert

Don't worry. My other superpower is an ability to rumple every single item of clothing in my vicinity within a matter of seconds.

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ffuckoff

I think everybody in my family got that superpower but me. That's why I'm so classy.

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zen_en_vert

All right, I'm close- where are we meeting exactly?

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ffuckoff

Well, I'll meet you outside my place-- be out in a minute-- and then there's a place in Loki called the Sky Prize, and despite the name, it's not even a gay bar. [Fiona, you barely know this guy.] Not that there's anything wrong with that.

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zen_en_vert

Wait, what?

[Blink.]

All right. I'm in a purple shirt. You should be able to spot me by the Sigyn communal residence-

[Hoping she's still there, though he presumes she wouldn't have told him to meet her at hers without telling him where hers was.]

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ffuckoff

[And there she is, walking out of the building, tapping at her bracelet.] Sigyn communal residence? What is this- [She looks up and sees him, though, so her retort is lost to the annals of time. She turns her bracelet off.] Oh, hey.

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zen_en_vert

Hey. Nice to meet you in person.

[Offering a hand to shake, and a warm smile. He's shorter than is strictly likely, for a man who becomes as big as he sometimes does, and exudes are sort of sense of reasonableness, practicality. And yes, he is entirely rumpled.]

So which way is this not-exclusively-gay bar?

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ffuckoff

[Fiona, meanwhile, mostly looks tired. She rarely exudes anything, beyond a sort of resilience; she's remarkably awake for someone who looks so tired. She's clad in jeans and a sweater, all wrapped in a coat.] Well, it's in Loki, which is right next door, so... [She points down a street.]

There. And then, y'know, keep going. C'mon. [She keeps walking.] Didn't we... kind of already meet in person? Or does that not count?

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zen_en_vert

I sort of consider him a separate person.

[He explains, quietly.]

Now you're meeting me.

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ffuckoff

Oh. Well, that makes sense. [She isn't being sarcastic; he comes from a world where he turns into a huge green monster, he probably knows best. She'd expect the same level of deference if he asked about something she knew intimately well (balancing checkbooks, maybe).] Nice to meet you in the totally not green flesh.

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zen_en_vert

You too.

I'm curious to know- what about all that made you go 'this is someone I should spend time with voluntarily?'

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ffuckoff

[Fiona laughs. That's... that's fair, considering. She must have come off kind of sudden. She'd only wanted to cheer him up; mostly he looked a little bummed out, and, well, Fiona could use more drinking buddies. And she'd missed having people around who didn't tiptoe on eggshells around her.]

[But it's condescending to say 'well you looked like you needed someone to hold your hand', isn't it?] Eh, I could use some friends who give as good as they get. And like I said, you looked like you could use a drink.

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zen_en_vert

I appreciate it.

[He says, hearing the unspoken parts of that, and thanking her silently for leaving them that way.]

Enough so that I'm buying.

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ffuckoff

Oh, c'mon. [She gives him a little shove-- there's no heart in it, just a little push-- the palm of her hand to his shoulder.] I'm a big girl, I can buy my own beer.

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zen_en_vert

Ah, but I got a new job this week, and that makes it my right. It's in the rules.

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ffuckoff

Oh, that's the rules? [She laughs.] 'Cause I got a new job this week, too. Maybe I should treat you.

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zen_en_vert

Where have you started working?

[Look! A deft topic change.]

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ffuckoff

I'm the secretary at that new school they're starting up. Today I cleaned up the lobby. It's real glamorous. [Fucking earthquakes.]

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zen_en_vert

Oh! I might be teaching physics there.

[That's exciting.]

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ffuckoff

Physics. [Color her impressed. She's not entirely sure she knows what physics even are.] So what kinda scientist are you, then? [The other comments on his entry certainly pointed to that, and while she generally tries not to read those, it was kind of hard not to in this case.]