driftfleet | (no subject)

[ he smiles; gotta love that attitude. he can't imagine what i is that mon-el is hiding but he really wishes he could find some way to help him spit it out. he's been through enough, he doesn't need to be bringing himself down on top of it. as an expert at bringing himself down - he feels responsible. ]

For what it's worth? I think giving us a chance was pretty brave.

Well, I was also kind of a prisoner for awhile, so I didn't have much of a choice not to get to know you. [He smiles.] And I didn't have anywhere to go.

Yes you did, you were a prisoner, hating us would've been the easy way.

It's much harder to hate any of you once you get to know you. [And he was too busy hating himself for the way he'd left Daxam.]

I do try to be as unhateable as possible.

[ he really does, sometimes he takes it too far, indulging things he knows he shouldn't. but he's been hated so long, he can't help it - it's instinct. ]

You do that well. And I was the one crash landing at your door. You kept me alive.

You didn't really have a choice in that, so why don't we settle on - everyone was understandable?

I accept your terms since you are my jailer. [Smiling.]

I thought I was your friend.

[ it's really not funny to him, he doesn't want to be anyone's jailer, anyone's atroma. ]

You are. I was kidding. It's a bad joke. I haven't felt like I was a prisoner for a long time and you never felt like a jailer.

I'd be a really bad jailer, don't leave me to babysit any prisoners.

Because you might take them out to a bar.

[ he laughs and shakes his head. ]

You weren't a prisoner at that point - [ but yeah he can't be trusted ]

[He smiles.] It still felt prisoner adjacent, but I know why now.

It was fun, though, sneaking out.

It was. I liked everything up until the breaking the arm.

Yeah, definitely wasn't a fan of that...or the next day's hangover.

You should try being a Daxamite with yellow sun. It really helps with that.

Yeah, I'll get right on that.

I can only give you so many good ideas!

And that's why I'm the idea guy.

So what's the idea for getting the bullets?

It should be simple - we give them money, they give us ammo. But in case it's not -- that's why I brought you.

[ he nods towards his bag that's sitting to the side. ]

There's a vest there, bulletproof. Put it under your shirt. Just in case.

[He nods along until the vest. He is MORE than happy to put one on, but...] Are you wearing one?

Don't need one, I'll just hide behind you.

[ look, bulletproof materials are hard to come by and he uses them up on supersuits. mon-el is allergic to lead and only in this because he's doing winn a favor, he has to protect him. ]