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[nishizono]

[ In light of current events, Tetora's back to his old haunts on the Ingress. Which isn't too bad! Except for one small thing. ]

hey does this mean we're all fucking grounded? in space???

Comments

[nishizono]

i keep forgetting there are people who actually like their homes enough to try and get back asap.

don't get your old ass in trouble by asking.

[warandpeace]

I don't necessarily like my home, but I have obligations.

[Which is the first time he's admitted that, other than motherbase, he doesn't especially like it there.]

I already got in trouble. I'll be fine. [He doesn't specify what the trouble is. He doesn't want to spark too much of Savrii investigation.]

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[nishizono]

yeah, those.
i guess i should try that too.

[ —Wait, what? ]

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[nishizono]

hey what the hell do you mean you got in trouble already???

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[warandpeace]

Don't worry about it. I got out of it.

[He's not going to be talking about it on the network. Anywhere where the Savrii might have a chance to see. He's worried he'll get blamed for it.]

I'll let definitely let you know what's going on.

[nishizono]

[ Which just means he has to go and do things himself. ]

where are you
and don't dodge me or i'm blowing shit up on the ingress

[warandpeace]

I'm at home but I can meet you somewhere.

[His apartment isn't the greatest place. It's sort of bland.]

There's a cafe nearby. I'll send you a the address.

[nishizono]

[ He's already packing up his, to this day, meager belongings. Want not, need not - everything on the minimal end of necessity, in case he has to get running again. ]

raring and ready to go

Action

[warandpeace]

[And he sends him the address and goes to the cafe himself, complete with leaving a note to say where he's gone (he's been having someone walk him to work lately). Some people could really say that where Kaz picked to live was his own fault. It's not a pretty part of Region One and he chose it because he wanted to operate in a place like Yokosuka.]

[So of course it wasn't the best place to live.]

[He shows up at the cafe and waits so he can order the kid something, too. Then he'll explain the surprisingly mild amount of trouble that he got himself into.]

[nishizono]

[ Normal people getting into trouble is what makes the world go round, far as Tetora's concerned, but Miller isn't the normal type. He's sorted that part out the first time they'd met in person, fixing his idea about the man as he was fixing his dish rack. He was normal the way Tetora understands normal - that undercurrent of secrets, rolling around under the tongue like a stray bolt of lightning.

There in a moment, gone the next.

That he gets an address that isn't the ramen shop is another abnormal thing to the frame of normal he's established where the man is concerned.

He gets to the place a little later than he'd like, detoured by unfamiliarity and a refusal to ask for directions. When he does show up, he walks straight to Miller's booth, loudly seating himself across the man with his chin pointed up. ]

So what did you do? [ Bluntness. Like knuckles to a brick wall. ]