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Ulla is in her room, and instructed to please stay there. People are in the infirmary, and Warren is walking into his cabin, their cabin, with blood all over his right shoulder. There's no wound there, nor on his right wrist, but the damage from the storm has certainly left its marks otherwise. He's still a little damp, in fact.
"Honey, I'm home."
"Honey, I'm home."
There's clean-up to do first. Helping in the library, collecting the tapes, getting Sandy's nest set back up in the spare room at Jon's. Staying in the shower after he's done, until he can say for that the smell of smoke only exists in his head.
He should talk to Jacobi. He knows Jacobi needs it, but he also knows Jacobi's gonna take the excuse to make it about him. Focus on the memories burned into Tim's brain, instead of the facts of Warren and Jon and himself and the status quo being viciously upheaved.
And honestly, Tim's half tempted to let him. But Jacobi's already done too much with the whole Danny thing. He needs to be there for Jacobi and he can't let him deflect.
His hair is still damp and his outfit is 'neat but too tired for Style' when he knocks on Warren's door.
"Jacobi. You in?"
He should talk to Jacobi. He knows Jacobi needs it, but he also knows Jacobi's gonna take the excuse to make it about him. Focus on the memories burned into Tim's brain, instead of the facts of Warren and Jon and himself and the status quo being viciously upheaved.
And honestly, Tim's half tempted to let him. But Jacobi's already done too much with the whole Danny thing. He needs to be there for Jacobi and he can't let him deflect.
His hair is still damp and his outfit is 'neat but too tired for Style' when he knocks on Warren's door.
"Jacobi. You in?"
Audio message on his laptop:
Daniel, I know that losing me was a setback. I know that the mission went differently than it should, but you should have known better than to deviate. You were the one who divided the team; not Kepler. We don't operate like that. That is not what we do. You can't just let your emotions guide you. From the moment you stopped trusting, you othered yourself and you left Kepler alone to deal with what happened next. But none of that is new information to you. What is new is that you're still doing it.
You want it all back? That's up to you. Not Kepler. Not Ulla. You.
Get it together, Daniel. Because being together means that you have to repair what's broken in you.
Handwritten note left to him:
I talked to Connor and Ulla. I don't think you can do anything to change Connor's mind, but you will talk to Ulla. And when I see you again, I'm going to kick your ass. Ulla is trying, just like you. She isn't the key to getting me back. It's not her fault that we aren't all together. Don't blame her.
gXdke23sXdopmM990
Another audio note, only accessible after inputting the password and listening to the other note:
I love you. You can do this.
Daniel, I know that losing me was a setback. I know that the mission went differently than it should, but you should have known better than to deviate. You were the one who divided the team; not Kepler. We don't operate like that. That is not what we do. You can't just let your emotions guide you. From the moment you stopped trusting, you othered yourself and you left Kepler alone to deal with what happened next. But none of that is new information to you. What is new is that you're still doing it.
You want it all back? That's up to you. Not Kepler. Not Ulla. You.
Get it together, Daniel. Because being together means that you have to repair what's broken in you.
Handwritten note left to him:
I talked to Connor and Ulla. I don't think you can do anything to change Connor's mind, but you will talk to Ulla. And when I see you again, I'm going to kick your ass. Ulla is trying, just like you. She isn't the key to getting me back. It's not her fault that we aren't all together. Don't blame her.
gXdke23sXdopmM990
Another audio note, only accessible after inputting the password and listening to the other note:
I love you. You can do this.
Is Hilbert fair game to bother, then, or do you two want him all to yourself?
[from here]
His voice is low and teasing as his hand slips beneath Jacobi's waistband and those long, nimble fingers find their way to the slit in the cloth. It's not that difficult to find what he's looking for, given the way things have been going.
"Would I dare do something like that?" And he's going to start nibbling at the juncture of jaw and neck, work his way down to the shoulder. "You think I could... resist you? That long?"
His voice is low and teasing as his hand slips beneath Jacobi's waistband and those long, nimble fingers find their way to the slit in the cloth. It's not that difficult to find what he's looking for, given the way things have been going.
"Would I dare do something like that?" And he's going to start nibbling at the juncture of jaw and neck, work his way down to the shoulder. "You think I could... resist you? That long?"
[ Sounding just a little tiny bit winded- ]
Hey baby, yoooou wouldn't happen to know why, uh...
Your friend Jon might collapse dead for no reason?
Hey baby, yoooou wouldn't happen to know why, uh...
Your friend Jon might collapse dead for no reason?
...so apparently I'm alive again. With the usual delightful side effects that entails. I don't suppose I can bother you to come by?
The cabin, not the office. I haven't been quite well enough to get much of anywhere.
The cabin, not the office. I haven't been quite well enough to get much of anywhere.
Jacobi, my room's finally back, please come and get drunk with me.
I assume you saw Misty's last bloody post.
[Might as well clear this up quickly so he can say as much.]
[Might as well clear this up quickly so he can say as much.]
Hey- quick check, let me you're not bleeding out in a gutter somewhere?
[Quietly]
So. Why were you fighting?
[He'd asked the exact same question before, but he suspects the answer might be different with less adrenaline and not in front of Eiffel.]
So. Why were you fighting?
[He'd asked the exact same question before, but he suspects the answer might be different with less adrenaline and not in front of Eiffel.]
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