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[evocation]

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

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[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?

[evocation]

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?

[requiemshark]

They fucking murdered children!

[He doesn't mean to start yelling, but it happens anyway. It wasn't supposed to go like this. They were going to light shit on fire and maybe talk a little, do something fun for once. But it's gone wrong now and Ephemera feels his hands shaking. He forces them to unclench. Breathe, motherfucker. Breathe.]

Because their parents threw in with the Insurrection. Because they had armor. Because they were in the way. Don't you dare tell me they were innocent. They deserved what we did to them!

[evocation]

[Kyna's mouth twists, but miracle of miracles, for once she doesn't fire back. She's too tired to. Instead, she just waits for him to stop yelling, crossing her arms over her chest.]

[requiemshark]

[Breathe. Don't think about those kids - fucking brats, all of them - in their stolen armor, don't think about how their hands shook. Don't think about how CT talked them down, how he took his helmet off and spoke like no one was going to die. Don't think about how nearly all of them did, in the end.

Ephemera twists around and throws his helmet into the wreck of the bar, as hard as he can. Hears it bounce off something. Crash.]

They deserved it.

[He spits the words out, hands still shaking.]

They fucking deserved it!

[Because there'd been a moment there where he'd almost followed through. When he'd looked at those kids - hostile targets - and nearly pulled the trigger. Because there were orders. Because they were armored--

Fucking children. No. Stop. Don't go there.]

[evocation]

[She scrubs her hands over her face, letting out a frustrated sigh. It is awful. She knows why he's so upset, but she's sick of stumbling into new facets of this story that no one bothered to tell her. It's like she's constantly recalibrating.]

Are you done throwing shit or should I just leave?

[requiemshark]

Fuck you.

[She doesn't get--

Stop. Don't yell, don't act crazy. This was supposed to be nice. This was supposed to be a break from all the bullshit with the Null.

Ephemera tips his head back and counts to ten. Breathes.]

Yeah, I'm done.

[evocation]

[At least she's smart enough this time to know that escalating this to an actual fight would end with her ass kicked.]

Look, what they did was fucked, okay? But you came at me talking about how Wash killed Connie, and then I found out that wasn't true. And you acted like Wash was some bloodthirsty monster, and that's not true either, but you just... left out all the people you killed? I'm sick of you twisting shit, and I bet I'm not the only person you've pulled that with.

[requiemshark]

I'm not twisting anything! Freelancer killed Connie. They killed one of their own.

[He doesn't know who pulled the trigger. It doesn't matter. Washington didn't stop them. The Freelancers betrayed their own people and there's no getting around that.]

I never betrayed my family. Never.