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[pilfered]

[ well shit, he's married. How inconvenient. ]

Darling, this may be a problem.

[ from wherever he may be in the room they are obviously sitting in together. ]

set today?

[aggressiveapathy]

[April glances up from whatever game she's playing on her phone.]

Why. I already have the Xbox's new home planned and the raccoons can live with Arthur.

sure if that works for you!

[pilfered]

[ oh april, he has no idea what to do with you. although the idea of arthur and raccoons makes him snicker wait no eames focus. ]

You really want to stay married? I'm nearly twice your age.

ANYDAY WORKS just wondering

[aggressiveapathy]

I'm twenty one.

[So over, darling.]

Which is the year pretty much everyone agrees you're an official adult, so I can do what I want. And I don't care about all that anyway.

But. Mm. Probably not.

WE CAN DO THE DAY IT ENDED TUESDAY???

[pilfered]

I thought as much.

[ oh april why aren't you older ]

Arthur has the papers, whenever we please.

SOUNDS GOOD

[aggressiveapathy]

Well.

[holy crap she's setting the phone down. to more effectively smirk up over at him.]

We don't have to tell them right away, I guess.

[pilfered]

[ there's a slow smile in answer. oh april, you have the best ideas. ]

You're right. We don't.

[aggressiveapathy]

[The things that could have been, Eames.]

I need to see his face when he finds the first raccoon on his pillow.

[pilfered]

We'll have to smuggle them in. I'd hate to see you shot, love.

[aggressiveapathy]

Whatever. I can shoot back.

[pilfered]

[ eames laughs, leans down to kiss her temple. ]

Aim for the kneecaps, if you must.

[aggressiveapathy]

Mm. Sounds hard. I'm at a like 'hit the big fleshy area' skill level.

[She smiles up at him a little at the kiss though. The WANT TO BE MARRIED thing is gone. But he's not so bad.]

[pilfered]

If you kill him he'll just come back more ill-tempered.

[ he and april, they have an understanding. ]

[aggressiveapathy]

Yeah. And I get a week of free netflix.

[And you know. Nicer living in general]

Friday, July 13th; 3am

[enigmaestro]

[Brrring brrring.]

[aggressiveapathy]

[Second ring answer. Still awake? Of course.]

Do you sleep.

[enigmaestro]

I'm sure I haven't woken you.

[aggressiveapathy]

Mm. I'm like Garfield, I guess. Powered by naps and sarcasm.

You're an adult.

[enigmaestro]

Apt observation. But even adults require nocturnal schemes, and that's what this is about.

I'm making a request.

[aggressiveapathy]

Is it hard?

[enigmaestro]

No, it's relatively easy. He'll have no idea.

[aggressiveapathy]

He'll.

[Okay, tiny unseen hopeful smile here.]

I'm not UPSing kidneys or something.

[enigmaestro]

Nothing so dire, I assure you. [A beat.] Eridan was released from Superjail a couple of days ago.

[aggressiveapathy]

Mmhm.

[enigmaestro]

I want you to spy on him for me, we'll consider it as an on-the-clock duty, but double the pay. A little touch of private investigation on a matter of urban security.