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[grandstanding]

Who: Erik, Charles, Hank and Raven
Broadcast: nah
Action: the Blameless. warning for injury treatment, probably.
When: June 7th, shortly after this

[This is the second time in the span of seven days that Erik has had to pilot a shuttle while his vision isn't a hundred percent. It's almost a pattern, he thinks blearily to himself. Different causes, though. As the shuttle docks with the Blameless, he can't help but blow out a breath.

First step done. Now to get out.]

Comments

[athru]

We can get better.

[ She's already been sparring with Hank. Erik can be next. ]

[grandstanding]

I am going to have to wait a while. [Lest Hank come down on him with the fury of a thousand nerds for exerting himself while injured.]

[athru]

You're not really in a fit state to be fighting. [ A pause. ] And we don't really have a proper gym right now.

[grandstanding]

Have you not been to the one on the Iskaulit?

[athru]

I have, but I'm not really in the mood to go hanging around there anytime soon.

[grandstanding]

And why is that.

[athru]

[ Deadpan: ]

I wonder.

[grandstanding]

We can't let fear rule us.

[athru]

I know that. I thought it might be a good idea to let things calm down before I go swinging punches at random people I've just met.

[grandstanding]

[Isn't that how one meets friends? He concedes the point though, wincing from a flare of pain before replying.]

Yes, I see your point.

[athru]

You're learning.

[ She says it gently, at least, fondly - because she likes... This part. The casual, gentle sort of banter, the sort of thing she had missed. ]

Get some rest, idiot.