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After...party...?

[SO THAT SURE WAS AN EXECUTION, HUH

Shirou's just been kind of staring off into space, still holding on to Usagi's hand, ever since Kon and Natsume's deaths. Just when it starts to look like he might stay like that all hecking night, he suddenly blinks and looks around.]

I'm going to go get some food.

[And indeed, he disappears off to the lodge and returns a little later with a huge pile of beautifully made sandwiches and other snacks. Did he have them prepared, or did he just make them really fast somehow? Who knows.

Anyway, there are now sandwiches. And the shack might still be on fire. This is fine.]

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[ It's been a night and his Zomboyfriend made him cry, so he's pretty drained. He doesn't react to Lance's approach or even make any faces when he talks. After a moment or two, he'll tug down on the bill of his hat. ]

We can split it. Was thinking of getting my summer uniform anyways, yo.

[ He wants his cape back. ]

[Lance sits down besides Nine at about an arm's distance apart.]

You got it.

[He wouldn't have minded just covering the whole thing, but if this is what Nine would prefer he's not about to argue. But he's generally not about to argue right now either. He's tired as hell, and he sees that Nine is too.]

...Hey, Nine? Why didn't you tell people at the trial that you'd gotten hurt because of me? It's not like I wouldn't have deserved the earful, you know.

[ It has to do with what the uniform means to him. He reaches up to rub the scar across his nose bridge, something he started to do to avoid touching his hair. ]

Didn't need them worrying about me, yo. I'm supposed to be looking out for them.

[ He doesn't know they would fight someone for him, but he doesn't want to risk it. ]

Besides, I figured what we got from Mitsuru was punishment enough.

[ S'up Mitsusis ]

Yeah, but.... you got burned.

[Lance leans forward, resting his chin in his hands. Nine seemingly having an even greater sense of personal responsibility for the lives of other campers than he does just makes him feel slightly ill. Not because it's Nine exactly, but because it's a reminder of what he himself should be doing, but isn't.]

It probably wouldn't have happened if... y'know, I could hear and all, but that doesn't make it okay.

[He sighs.]

But for the record, I'd never hurt those kids. It's just been a rough week. The moose grabbed Mami from right under my bunk... and I don't want that happening to me. Or anyone else. I don't like having to carry around weapons just in case, but... that's what this place does to you.

Hey, it's just burns. They weren't really bad, yo.

[ If Lance wasn't trying to dodge bi feelings and the light was better, he might be able to see some evidence from the scars on Nine. He just waves his hands as he shakes his head. Not a big deal for real.

Lance saying he wouldn't hurt the kids does get him to relax a bit. They mean a lot to him. ]

This place is getting to us all. [ He thinks of Talcott wanting to get Chloe's blood off Nine's hands immediately. How he was almost desperate about it... ] I would have killed you, you know. They're good kids. [ And he'd do anything for them at this point ]

[Lance is too pissed off at himself for bi feelings right now, tyvm.]

And I'd do whatever it took to stop you, if you tried to kill me.

[Although it's obvious and probably doesn't need to be stated out loud, it's the first time he's voiced a thought like that out loud.]

I can't die here. There were only seven of us fighting to stop the Galra. With me here, that's six. I have to survive this place so I can get back to where I'm needed.

[ He does remember seeing it change into a gun. He knows how close he came over a stupid misunderstanding and paranoia.]

Yeah, I wouldn't expect other wise.

[ He's already expecting to die here and defending something. Well die or become a rock... ]

Huh, didn't take you as the fighting type.

I wasn't.

[He breathes out.]

I mean kinda? I was training to become a fighter jet pilot back home in a space exploration program. Blue chose me as her paladin and dragged me along with my friends to Planet Arus. The war found me. It's not like I could turn away from having to fight it when the stakes were "don't fight and the Galra may just end up destroying your home along with a couple thousand other planets."

[ Planet... as in world? ]

Whoa! You've been to other worlds?

[ That's kind of cool actually? But... kind of beyond his imagination. ]

I can't imagine not fighting, yo. It's been part our lives every day for as far as any of us could imagine.

[ So he's feeling very out of his element here. ]

Sure have!

[He brightens up a pinch because the only other person he's talked to about SPACE is Shirou who really didn't seem to care much.]

There's lots of cool places out there in the universe, cute aliens and everything. [...too bad so many of them are living under Galra tyranny. He remembers that part of it and deflates again.]

Who are you fighting?

[ Tell him the Galra ships look like sword guns.

Also cute aliens, huh? He sees that Xeno kink. ]

That why you spent so long on that laptop, hey?

[ There's almost a smirk there. ]

We're fighting against the Milites Empire. Some bastards who won't stop until everyone is wiped out.

[GODDAMNIT NINE.]

I was trying to be thorough in looking for all the information we could get off that laptop, okay? You're welcome in advance that I looked and confirmed that we got everything.

[He scowls, but it's half hearted as hell. He really is kinda tired.]

Your baddies sound like the Galra though. But I take it they're not space aliens or anything, right?

[He's just guessing based on that spear you had.]

[ He's a brother used to bickering and zinging his siblings. ]

Thanks for sparing the kids.

[ Eddie and Richie do not need to see that tbh. ]

Not that I know of. Just people in armor, guns, and mechs.

[He's going to raise an eyebrow, perhaps just vaugely amused that he got any kind of thanks at all, but rather than snark about it he simply smiles a little tiredly.]

It'd have been a bit much for them, yeah.

[Then he looks back towards the fire.]

Mechs... as in robots?

[ He almost wants to joke that all porn would have been a little much for him. The kids are pretty innocent.

He'll focus on robot talk though. ]

Robots that can hurt like hell if you don't dodge fast enough. Someone usually sits inside of them to pilot them. Got something like that?

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