donkeyballs | Reverie: IC Inbox

figured.
so what do you want to do when we find the roci then?
get down to that planet? hang out and drift? hope there's a teleporter attached?

[She's getting a bit testy, not at Alex necessarily, but at her own growing sense of helplessness.]

Scan the hell out of this whole system, see if we find any weird anomalies, then hope to god that's what got us here in the first place.

Beyond that I ain't gonna say no to taking a look at that planet.

[That's something. Not much, and not anything she can really help with, but her current plan is "tear apart the station looking for answers", so she can't say much.]

at least it'll be something to do.
i might go crazy if we don't get one of those doors open soon.

Think I might already be beatin' you there, Gunny :)

But somethin's gonna shake loose soon. I can feel it.

how do you do that after all the crap you've been through?

Do what?

the unending optimism.

[ There's a long pause. She's probably teasing him, but. He can't help but take it as a serious question. ]

You ever heard the stories about hot ancient sailors used to Navigate by the stars?

[He's got a point, just go with him on this.]

i've heard them.

[She's with him so far.]

Now I ain't even seen an ocean, but I've heard that at night? It's pitch black. Surrounded by sea and sky but you might as well in shadow of Jupiter, for all the available light. Nothin' but endless black.

Feels like that, a lot of the time. Endless god damned black.

But they only way we're ever gonna find our way through it is by focusin' in on those tiny dots of light. Seein' the patterns, and letting 'em bring us on home.

[Bobbie doesn't respond right away. She rereads the message a few times first, processing it. If she's honest with herself, the last few weeks, stubbornness and a need to make things right, both for her team and for Mars, is what's kept her going. What Alex is talking about is different. Something more admirable, maybe.]

i should have pegged you for a romantic from the start.
maybe you can remind me to do that once in a while.
i don't know if i'm very good at it by myself.

Got get through the dark somehow. Don't think that makes me a romantic. [ It does. ]

[ There was a longer pause as he wrote the same sentence five different times, slightly different. In the end, he went with: ]

Well. You ain't on your own, Gunny. We've all got each other.

you like adopting people into your crew, don't you?

[It's not accusatory, it's just uncommon. She's not sure she's ever met anyone as ready and willing to do it as Alex is.]

Just call it like I see it.

Don't have to adopt anyone when they just end up that way anyway.

i know it must be strange for you, not remembering me.

[She almost leaves it at that.]

but thank you. it means a lot.

[ There's a longer pause again. ]

I ain't gonna lie, it's definitely strange. I don't like the idea of someone messin' with my head that way.

But it ain't hard to see we were friends. And it really ain't hard to be one, now. So in the end, it's the same place.

Though I would really like to be able to remember, for the record. Maybe then I can stop feelin' like a dunce ever time you say somethin' I should know.

would it help if i caught you up?

I won't say no to storytime.

alright. just remember you asked for it.
we didn't get along when you first picked us up. none of us trusted each other. i did a rotation on the donnie, and after everything that happened, seeing all of you in that ship with a defaced flag just pissed me off.
holden didn't want us there either. it was touchy for a while. you tried to smooth everything over, but i wasn't interested in letting you do it.
and chrisjen, well
neither of us are the type to mince words.

[Hopefully he wasn't expecting instant declarations of undying friendship.]

[ Bobbie, you've met his friends.

How many declarations of undying friendship do you think he's ever had... ]

Can't say I find that very surprising.

Holden wasn't in a very uh

forgiving place, last I saw him.

Don't think he'd be very soft on the whole thing.

that's a way to put it. he wanted us off the ship as soon as possible.
everything got ugly fast between earth and mars, too. not sure how much you want to hear about that.

[ There's a pause. ]

Honestly, I ain't sure I want to hear it at all. But if it happened... then I probably should.

Though this might be an easier conversation over alcohol.

probably.
probably better not to tell you through a text message, either.

[ He really, really didn't like the sound of that. ]

Bar?

i'll meet you down there.

[And when he reaches the bar, she's already there, with a bottle out and two drinks ready to go. This isn't going to be a great conversation, but if their positions were reversed, she knows she'd want to be filled in no matter what the news was.]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject