i'm a goddess of vicious precision

[autokinetic]

Because there are so many fewer diversions on this station than on the previous one, Aegis takes to those that are offered with more of an open mind than she might have done before. For instance, she stays after personal combat sometimes, to watch Sue sparring with Howlett. Now and then she takes a turn herself. Today she's just supervising.

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[pythbox]

Sue reads.





Slowly, quietly, carefully, he turns her desk around again.

[autokinetic]

She waits.

[pythbox]

"If I do save humanity," he says, far too lightly, "then they'll give me these guys' heads on a platter when I ask."

[autokinetic]

"You can pin them to your uniform with all your medals," agrees Aegis.

[pythbox]

He laughs.

[autokinetic]

Aegis sets her desk aside and hugs him tight.

[pythbox]

Somehow, his giggles metamorphose into sobs.

[autokinetic]

"You're okay, you're okay," she murmurs, "or you'll be okay, it'll be okay."

[pythbox]

Sue clings.

[autokinetic]

"You'll be okay," she repeats. "You're not as breakable as that guy thinks you are and you'll be okay."

[pythbox]

"I know," he says. "Hurts, though."

[autokinetic]

"Can I help?" she asks, hugging harder.

[pythbox]

"You are," he says, hugging back.

[autokinetic]

"Yeah, but - could I be doing it better?"

[pythbox]

"Dunno."

Cuddle cuddle.

[autokinetic]

"Well - if you think of anything - lemme know." Cuddles.

[pythbox]

"I will," he murmurs.

[autokinetic]

"Good."