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[icarusalsoflew]

[Oh, he likes that plan.]

That works. Then we can try each other's shit out.

[atlas_shrugged]

Brother [ It's the first time he's said it today, but it feels nice. ], that sounds so terribly wrong. [ Brigade's laughing ]

[icarusalsoflew]

It's only as terribly wrong as you make it out to be. I mean, it's not like I'm asking you to make out with me, right?

[Because he could, yanno.]

[atlas_shrugged]

[ With a dice pool of 20? Yes, he could. haha ]

I don't swing that way. And I don' think I'm your type. [ Brig says jokingly ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[Have a lifted eyebrow, and a tiny little smirk at that.]

Didn't you know? I'm pragmatisexual.

[atlas_shrugged]

Bisexual? [ He pauses and tries to break the words down to its etymology ] "If it's sensible, pursue them"-sexual? [ Brig cocks an eyebrow at him ]

[icarusalsoflew]

Exactly. If it's useful, fuck it.

[Or so he likes to think, anyway. Pursuing Aria Skye has not exactly been useful at all lately.]

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Not quite what Brig meant. ] Well, if that's your preference and perspective, whatever floats your boat. [ Brig smiles. Well, if you live long enough, you probably do end up thinking like that ]

[icarusalsoflew]

What? No concerned birds and the bees talk for me?

[Teasing, of course.]

[atlas_shrugged]

[ Brig just grins at that ] You're a millennium old 21-year-old. [ He laughs ] Pretty sure you know what you're doing in that regard [ A pause, then he adds ] for a 21-year-old.

[icarusalsoflew]

[Pretending to think on that.]

Based on the latest testimonies that I have received in that department? Yeah, I'd say that I do. "21" [Yes, he's doing the bunny quotes] or not.

ohno! It's an opening too good not to take.-___-

[atlas_shrugged]

So how'd it go with you and Inquisitor Skye when we left you guys the other night? [ He leans back casually. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[And maybe there is a slight, imperceptible pause there.

Or maybe he's just lighting up a cigarette.]

Not well, actually.

[He is going to briefly congratulate himself for sounding steadier than he feels, whenever the topic comes up. Whenever the thought comes to mind.]

[atlas_shrugged]

That doesn't sound good. [ Brigade takes a puff of his cigarette ] We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. [ He did notice the pause. Could be nothing. Or could b something. But he respects a man's privacy as to these matters ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[Drag, exhale.]

I'd rather drink.

[atlas_shrugged]

Drink it is then. [ Brigade just nods and takes a swig. A man's private business is a man's private business ]