Good Night
sentrygoinup started following you
*oh, look! the only other person on the train!* 8)
Hey, lad. Where’d they drag you from?
*Buck barely looked at the Demo, raising a hand in greeting before staring out the window again.*
Nowhere special….
*well, this one doesn’t seem to be entirely thrilled with their little trip. better tone it down*
Aye, I see. *leans back in his seat, crossing his arms behind his head* Name’s Lenny. Ye’ll be stuck with me on your team from now on.
Name’s Buck… Glad ta meetcha, I guess. *He propped his chin in his hand, and sighed, slumping in his seat with his legs crossed. Still facing the window, he glanced at his companion’s reflection in the dark glass.* I just hope I meet th’ Administration’s expectations.
Ah, jes’ do your job, boyo, and ye’ll be fine. *mentally rejects all the unkind remarks concerning the Administration that come to mind. now isn’t the time* This ain’t your first assignment, is it? Ye’ve got a veteran look about ye.
Nah, it ain’t my first. Probably won’t be th’ last either. What about yourself? *He couldn’t judge much from the Demo’s appearance, especially with just the reflection in the glass. He would’ve turned for a better look, but he felt naked without his goggles, so he wasn’t up to looking the other man in the eye.*
sentrygoinup started following you
*oh, look! the only other person on the train!* 8)
Hey, lad. Where’d they drag you from?
*Buck barely looked at the Demo, raising a hand in greeting before staring out the window again.*
Nowhere special….
*well, this one doesn’t seem to be entirely thrilled with their little trip. better tone it down*
Aye, I see. *leans back in his seat, crossing his arms behind his head* Name’s Lenny. Ye’ll be stuck with me on your team from now on.
Name’s Buck… Glad ta meetcha, I guess. *He propped his chin in his hand, and sighed, slumping in his seat with his legs crossed. Still facing the window, he glanced at his companion’s reflection in the dark glass.* I just hope I meet th’ Administration’s expectations.
sentrygoinup started following you
*oh, look! the only other person on the train!* 8)
Hey, lad. Where’d they drag you from?
*Buck barely looked at the Demo, raising a hand in greeting before staring out the window again.*
Nowhere special….
I just wish I had somethin’ as nice ta give you. *After a moment of thought, he took off his goggles. With a sad smile, he hung them around the Soldier’s neck* Not my best pair, but they’re my favorite. Had ‘em since… well, before I started workin’ here. Not as special as your pin, but it’s somethin’ of me ta keep ya company.
Buck… I love ‘em already… Thanks. -Grinning broadly, John unwrapped an arm from around the Engineer to gently touch the goggles now dangling from his neck. He hadn’t been expecting anything in return, but the gift eased the sting of their impending separation like a soothing balm.- I won’t let anything happen to them.
I know ya won’t. *He touched the pocket with the pin in it. There was a place he could put it where it would be safe until he was at his new base. After that, he’d figure out a way to keep it close without losing it.* I’ll miss ya Solly. First thing I’m gonna do when I get ta Sawmill is send ya my new address an’ phone number. That way we can keep in touch.
-The weight of his most treasured pin lay heavily in the Soldier’s palm as he retrieved it from the unusual spot of his pocket. It would be odd, not having his ‘chute and silver wings on his collar anymore, but Buck was worth it. Before he could change his mind, John pressed it into the Engineer’s open hand with all the formality of a man of his post.- Keep it safe, you got it? Had to jump out of a plane a crapton of times for that.
*The Engineer stared at the pin for a long moment without saying anything. His fingers slowly closed over it and he pressed his fist to his lips.* I’ll take real good care of it, Soldier. *Buck put the pin in his shirt pocket and buttoned the flap, then bear-hugged John.* I’ll guard it with my life.
You mean more to me than a goddamn pin. When I say ‘take care of it’, I don’t mean ‘die protecting it’. -Still, he couldn’t quite keep the sad smile off his face as he pressed Buck close, trying to shield him from prying eyes with his own body. Gripping at the straps of his overalls, John held him there, burying his face against the top of his head- I really… like you. A lot. Definitely more than a pin.
I just wish I had somethin’ as nice ta give you. *After a moment of thought, he took off his goggles. With a sad smile, he hung them around the Soldier’s neck* Not my best pair, but they’re my favorite. Had ‘em since… well, before I started workin’ here. Not as special as your pin, but it’s somethin’ of me ta keep ya company.
