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[ He pulls his jumpsuit back on, zipping it up before grabbing his shirt and stuffing some of it in his pocket, letting half of it dangle at his side.
He turns back around, leaning over to where Clara is still mostly lying down, and kisses her, long and slow. When he pulls back, he smacks the outside of her thigh lightly. ]
Won't be. Thanks for the entertainment, Clara.
He turns back around, leaning over to where Clara is still mostly lying down, and kisses her, long and slow. When he pulls back, he smacks the outside of her thigh lightly. ]
Won't be. Thanks for the entertainment, Clara.
[ Amos scratches at his beard. ]
Okay, from the top. Frank got into my business and started talking to people about things that are none of his concern, it came back to me, so I went to him and squared things out. As in, I punched his lights out. It led Max to bite me, which makes sense. I don't mind that, as long as he doesn't have rabies.
[ He shrugs. ]
Okay, from the top. Frank got into my business and started talking to people about things that are none of his concern, it came back to me, so I went to him and squared things out. As in, I punched his lights out. It led Max to bite me, which makes sense. I don't mind that, as long as he doesn't have rabies.
[ He shrugs. ]
( somewhere beneath the grief and worry and thoughts of mei is a scientific mind and prax asks, promptly: )
What business?
( he backtracks almost immediately, though: ) You don't have to tell me. It's none of mine. ( seeing how he doesn't already know. it clearly doesn't concern him, except for how he's concerned about anything that makes amos punch other people.
he might've wondered if amos was a homicidal maniac at some point, but he doesn't anymore. )
What business?
( he backtracks almost immediately, though: ) You don't have to tell me. It's none of mine. ( seeing how he doesn't already know. it clearly doesn't concern him, except for how he's concerned about anything that makes amos punch other people.
he might've wondered if amos was a homicidal maniac at some point, but he doesn't anymore. )
don't move
[ Amos is already running through the corridors, up ladder after ladder to get to deck 2, and then to the garden. He stops a few steps in, but then joins Prax, gripping his shoulder. ]
Hey. You can't think like this. Mei needs you to believe you'll get to her, and you will. Okay?
[ Amos is already running through the corridors, up ladder after ladder to get to deck 2, and then to the garden. He stops a few steps in, but then joins Prax, gripping his shoulder. ]
Hey. You can't think like this. Mei needs you to believe you'll get to her, and you will. Okay?
[ Amos points his fork in Prax's direction. He's right, it's none of his business, either. And Alex told Amos not to say anything, and Frank's reaction was linked to Prax, so -
He doesn't want Prax to feel weird about it. He, himself, isn't quite sure how to feel about any of it. He still is reeling that it became a thing. That Frank did what he did. But Prax seems to want to know, and if Amos truly believes that it doesn't matter, then why should it matter if Prax knows? ]
It's not important. I slept with someone, Frank heard about it, and for some reason, decided to get involved. I still don't understand why, but it's definitely not his fucking place.
He doesn't want Prax to feel weird about it. He, himself, isn't quite sure how to feel about any of it. He still is reeling that it became a thing. That Frank did what he did. But Prax seems to want to know, and if Amos truly believes that it doesn't matter, then why should it matter if Prax knows? ]
It's not important. I slept with someone, Frank heard about it, and for some reason, decided to get involved. I still don't understand why, but it's definitely not his fucking place.
[ He has no idea where Amos is, so he just kind of wanders around the station until he finds him, stopping by all the usual hang outs first. When Alex finally spots him, he jogs up closer. ]
Hey, what happened? I just got off the comms with a very angry girl sayin' that you hit Frank?
[ He sounded confused, and concerned, and quickly scanned over Amos. ]
You feelin' weird again, or did he do something? [ Those are the only two reasons he can see for Amos lashing out. Amos was violent, but not randomly so. ]
Hey, what happened? I just got off the comms with a very angry girl sayin' that you hit Frank?
[ He sounded confused, and concerned, and quickly scanned over Amos. ]
You feelin' weird again, or did he do something? [ Those are the only two reasons he can see for Amos lashing out. Amos was violent, but not randomly so. ]
[ Oh, for fuck's sake. Amos grits his teeth and clenches his fists for a second, taking some weight off his injured leg. ]
Did he do something? Yeah, he fucking did something. When I was feeling weird, I let it slip that I slept with Clara, yeah? Didn't think anything of it. And now I find out that he's turned around and went to her, asking her about her intentions towards me.
[ Amos squares his shoulders, looking straight at Alex as he points out towards the upper decks. ]
Who the fuck does he think he is, that he'd go and do that? Why the fuck would he do that? Why would he care? I can assure you, I am not the unhinged one, in this situation.
Did he do something? Yeah, he fucking did something. When I was feeling weird, I let it slip that I slept with Clara, yeah? Didn't think anything of it. And now I find out that he's turned around and went to her, asking her about her intentions towards me.
[ Amos squares his shoulders, looking straight at Alex as he points out towards the upper decks. ]
Who the fuck does he think he is, that he'd go and do that? Why the fuck would he do that? Why would he care? I can assure you, I am not the unhinged one, in this situation.
[ Whatever Alex had been expecting this to be about, it was clear that it was not that. He looked completely confused, for a few seconds, and then he just sighed, raising a hand and dragging it down his face. ]
... Christ.
No wonder you punched him.
[ He can't even be mad... ]
... Christ.
No wonder you punched him.
[ He can't even be mad... ]
[ Amos lets out a huff. ]
Thank you. [ Good to know his anger and reaction wasn't exactly completely out of proportions. He'd never do this shit. ]
I just don't get why, Alex. He barely knows me, and he uses a moment like that chat we had against me. Fuck, man. It's low.
Thank you. [ Good to know his anger and reaction wasn't exactly completely out of proportions. He'd never do this shit. ]
I just don't get why, Alex. He barely knows me, and he uses a moment like that chat we had against me. Fuck, man. It's low.
Honestly, Brother, I don't get it either.
He have a thing for Clara, or somethin'? [ He was pretty sure he wouldn't have missed it if Frank had a thing for Amos, at least... ]
He have a thing for Clara, or somethin'? [ He was pretty sure he wouldn't have missed it if Frank had a thing for Amos, at least... ]
[ . . . oh. ]
Ah. I uh. Think I might have an idea of what's goin' on here.
[ He hesitates, then, because this isn't really something he wanted to talk about with Amos, not after the last time he tried and it became clear that it wasn't something that Amos was aware of, or acknowledged. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his jumpsuit, leanin' back. ]
I mean, don't get me wrong - he's an idiot, and god only knows why he thought that'd be a good idea, but - He probably thought he was uh - tryin' to protect you. And Prax.
Ah. I uh. Think I might have an idea of what's goin' on here.
[ He hesitates, then, because this isn't really something he wanted to talk about with Amos, not after the last time he tried and it became clear that it wasn't something that Amos was aware of, or acknowledged. He pushed his hands into the pockets of his jumpsuit, leanin' back. ]
I mean, don't get me wrong - he's an idiot, and god only knows why he thought that'd be a good idea, but - He probably thought he was uh - tryin' to protect you. And Prax.
Edited 2018-06-22 22:52 (UTC)
( prax isn't actually doing anything in the garden. he's just staring at the plants, eyes not entirely focused. there's so few plants. at least they're healthy — unlike mei.
he glances up for a moment when amos walks in, but only briefly. and then again, when amos grips his shoulders. )
If she's already gone, what does it matter?
he glances up for a moment when amos walks in, but only briefly. and then again, when amos grips his shoulders. )
If she's already gone, what does it matter?
[ Amos sighs, flexing his fingers a little as he feels the need to punch Fran all over again. His life, his choices, there are so far out of Frank's business, and yet here he is. Who the fuck does he think he is? His Captain? ]
What you're saying is that he's built himself some kind of fantasy about me and Prax, right? How fucked up is that?
What you're saying is that he's built himself some kind of fantasy about me and Prax, right? How fucked up is that?
( amos slept with someone. prax doesn't know why that comes as a surprise. amos is a handsome guy, why shouldn't he sleep with someone? —maybe it's because prax has been so focused on everything else, on mei, on being here, that he can't imagine anyone else not being just as focused on everything else.
but that's silly. )
None of anyone's business. ( he says after a moment. ) But yours and whoever you slept with.
but that's silly. )
None of anyone's business. ( he says after a moment. ) But yours and whoever you slept with.
I think that might be it, yeah. [ He's not so sure about the fantasy part, and he looks a little uncomfortable, but there's no point trying to lie or talk around it. ]
If he thought that you guys were together, or almost together, and figured that Clara was puttin' a wedge in that... I mean, hell, it's still god damn ridiculous to talk to her like that, but I think that's where he might have been comin' from, on this.
God knows we're all cooped up and half way deep into cabin fever. Maybe it was easier gettin' upset over your love life than our situation.
If he thought that you guys were together, or almost together, and figured that Clara was puttin' a wedge in that... I mean, hell, it's still god damn ridiculous to talk to her like that, but I think that's where he might have been comin' from, on this.
God knows we're all cooped up and half way deep into cabin fever. Maybe it was easier gettin' upset over your love life than our situation.
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