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[evocation]

This is Kyna. You should just text me if you actually want me to answer.

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[evocation]

You want me to punch you with the gauntlet?

[Hopefully he didn't expect to get out of this hang out session without shit talking.]

[requiemshark]

[Ephemera snorts.]

Nah. You'd fuck up the fuel canisters. Which your boyfriend just fixed.

[Is Washington her boyfriend? It only occurs to Ephemera to wonder after he's said it.

Oh. Fuck. Uh.]

....nevermindgiveithere.

[evocation]

[Kyna actually doesn't look phased by the "boyfriend" comment, but she still shoots him a look as she hands it over.]

What's wrong?

[requiemshark]

[Ephemera looks away quickly, taking the gauntlet back.]

That's not my business.

[evocation]

What? Oh.

[The boyfriend thing?]

I don't care if you ask. Or talk about it.

[requiemshark]

[Ephemera blinks, glancing back at her.]

...oh.

[He assumed it would be, for some reason. Probably because of the argument they had on Kyna's doorstep not so long ago, where he learned how awesome Washington was in bed.

Yeah, not going there.]

I said some stuff. Before. That I shouldn't have. I'm. Sorry about that.

[evocation]

[She tilts her head, considering that.]

About Wash?

[requiemshark]

Uh huh.

[evocation]

Yeah, well...

[She shrugs.]

It's okay. You should probably apologize to him, though.

[requiemshark]

Yeah. But I didn't say that shit to him.

[Him and Washington have their own stuff to deal with. That's not on Kyna.

Ephemera is quiet for a long moment, fussing with his gauntlet before clicking it back into place.]

I get you, most of the time. This -- history, that's not on you.

[evocation]

Yeah, it's not.

[It's her turn to fidget, toying with her necklace.]

I'm just going on what you guys are telling me.

[requiemshark]

[Ephemera pauses.]

....would it help? If I, dunno, answered your questions or something?

[He's not sure what to do with this situation, this moment.]

[evocation]

Um...

[She bites her lip, thinking.]

Maybe you could just... tell me what happened?

[They've never really had a completely calm conversation about this.]

[requiemshark]

[Part of Ephemera wants to refuse, laugh it off with a joke and just go back to lighting shit on fire. This was supposed to be easy. Something fun, something to lighten the fucking mood and distract from all the shit that's gone down lately.

But he does owe her this.

Ephemera exhales. Nods.]

Yeah. Okay.

[He's quiet for a moment.]

How much did Washington tell you?

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Um...

[God, where does she start?]

He told me everything about Freelancer. [And then, more firmly:] And he told me he didn't kill Connie.

[requiemshark]

[Ephemera feels his jaw tighten. Freelancer. Connie. Don't yell. Don't get angry. Stay right here, in the moment, and breathe.]

She and CT were together. My captain. We were gonna get her out.

[They should have bolted. Should have extracted Connie and just made a run for it first chance they had. Gone so far that Freelancer and the UNSC couldn't possibly track them down. Should've. Didn't. Everyone died.]

I liked her. She had -- hnn. She wanted to expose them. Make everyone see all the shit they pulled. That's why she waited so long. Had to get all the intel.

[He's quiet, watching her.]

Freelancer killed her. Put me down hard in the first fight, and I wasn't there. I wasn't there when they came back for her.

[They died, his brothers and sisters, and he wasn't there to fight with with. To die with them.]

[evocation]

[She's really, really trying not to get defensive or impatient here, so she wraps her arms around her middle, just listening.]

What were you guys doing, exactly? I mean, I know you were trying to fuck up Freelancer, but...

[requiemshark]

Outfit we worked for stole a weapon from Freelancer. We were guarding it. Freelancer wanted it back.

[He breathes. Forces his hands to unclench.]

Connie said Freelancer command told everybody we were with the Insurrection. Figured that'd give 'em an extra push to put us down. And we were --- once. But not then.

[evocation]

Why'd you steal the weapon? To sell it or something?

[requiemshark]

Someone wanted it. We needed the money.

[He watches her for a moment.]

Like I said. We we with the Insurrection for a while. There was a bounty on us. A death order on CT.

[evocation]

[She shrugs. She's not judging him for that.]

How'd you join the Insurrection anyway?

[requiemshark]

Thought they'd be better. The UNSC--hnn. They were corrupt. They did awful things. Ordered us to do awful things. We made 'em pay for that, just a little.

[He shakes his head.]

CT led a mutiny. We followed. Killed our command. All the officers. Insurrection took us in after that.

[evocation]

[She stares at him for an incredulous moment.]

Wait, what? You killed your officers?

[requiemshark]

Uh huh.

[Ephemera blinks, not sure why she's looking at him like that.]

They would've gotten away with it. Slap on the wrist. A fucking promotion. So we came for them. Somebody had to fucking pay.

[evocation]

So you just... conveniently left that part out when you were trashing Wash?