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Bond post: gifts

Who: Heroes
When: Day 37, evening
Where: All the Cabins

[Rean is visiting YOUR cabin with a big big pot of hot pot and a smile. Or if you don't answer several knocks he'll leave it on your doorstep and your team can spirit it inside to share.]

Ginger | Thyme | Senna | Jasmine | Licorice | Clover

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[yeeeeah, no meat for like, at least a week, sounds about right. even if the weird cannibal cravings are gone]

Hashtag healthy lifestyles.

[WRY. . . also, after a beat]

Did 80H get you, too?

Hashtag go green.

[He nods.] After making sure Noon was squared away. But I've been through a few surgeries in the past.

Probably.

Hashtag, what do hashtags even mean anymore.

[a pause]

"Probably."

[he ain't even gonna argue that because like, he's seen Dusk's scars]

[he probably has lived through a ton of surgeries]

No one knows. They lose all meaning after a hundred years.

[He shrugged.] Between scars and probable human experimentation. Makes for good bounce back.

[. . . COOL COOL ONE OF THESE THINGS IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER]

[but his experiences this past. . . day and some change. . . means that he doesn't respond with shock our outrage. just. . . a quiet kind of ???? coupled with a deadpan]

Probably human experimentation.

Voluntary human experimentation.

My friend got injured in my memory. The director of our project had to go into surgery because the civilian doctors wouldn't be familiar with some of the stuff in him, so the man in charge needed to oversee. So, chances are I also have experimental tech in me.

[he has many questions now]

[but he's just. . . going to keep an even expression and nod like, yeah. okay. that makes sense. sure, why not??]

. . . but do you have Wolverine claws.

[TWILIGHT]

[He looks very closely at his hands.]

.....

[Sighs.]

No, doesn't look like it.

That's a bummer.

[takes another casual bite of his hot pot]

. . . but seriously. What sort of program did you work for?

It really is. That would have been cool.

Special ops. Someone was hoarding alien tech, and they had a high level asset. Probably a bunch of legal tape where legally, it couldn't be obtained.

So we stole it.

[WELL]

Cool.

[he is a little impressed]

So you're like the men in black?

[he guesses it would make sense for someone who works for a top-secret organization dealing with aliens to have weird technology implanted into his body???]

....we could be.

I know alien stuff exists. I know ancient alien stuff exists. But when I try to think aliens in the present, it's all a blank.

Might be part of the job is hiding currently existing alien stuff from the masses.

[the meme guy is right ancient aliens are rEAL!!!]

Maybe.

[shrugs! he's got nothing]

You'd know better than I would. [a ppppause] But maybe you should lay off the voluntary human experimentation in the future.

[not that he's worried. or anything]

To be fair, I think that was a few years ago. Far less aches and pains in the memory.

But I'll try not to add more to whatever's already been done.

[thumbs up]

Self-preservation.

I really give off a bad impression, huh?

Mmmyep.

[popping that p for emphasis]

Just a little bit.

Not like I seek death.

Just reasonably confident I can take almost death.

[that gets a huffed laugh from Twilight]

I'm not about to scold you for it.

[he does what he wants to do and Twilight won't complain]

I trust that you know your limits better than anyone else.

.....been mostly good on that so far.

[Just pushed too far with Faito.]

[Maybe people had a point.]

[ah. . .]

. . . mostly?

[he probably doesn't yet know who is responsible for Faito's injury]

...I may have overestimated how long my mental fortitude lasts.

[llllengthy pause]

. . . need to talk about it?

....I might later.

I need to. Do something first. Or else I'm not going to get my headed sorted.

[He has to talk to Faito first.]

Mmm. Well. . .

[a casual shrug]

We're still just getting to know each other, but if you need me, I'l do my best to be a good listening ear.

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