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[OOM: Mark goes to Life Support.]

Mark bikes into the bar, camera on his bike, and cellphone on his ear. "Adam, listen, I.... shit." Facepalming, he props the bike against the wall, removing the camera and shuffling off to Bar. He really could use a drink. He could probably use some conversation as well. Any takers?

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"And who's to say whether she'd quite appreciate it?"
And now, a subject change. "So would you happen to know anything about the drum set that found its way into my room yesterday?"

"She wouldn't appreciate it. I know that quite well." He pauses, then turns a bit pink. "Oh, that drum set." He's grinning.

Cue one overdramatic sigh. "How many times do I have to tell you you don't have to keep doing stuff for me?"
And then Angel glomps Mark. "Thanks, though."

Mark grins, a huge sparkle in his eyes. "I think you're gonna have to tell me at least once more." He glomps Angel right back. "Hey, I thought you could use it."

"Well, you were right, kind of - it's been years since I've had a decent shot at a proper set - but still."

Mark smirks. "Can't let you get out of practice, now that you have time." And needless to say, a friend who would fling money around for Angel.

"Well, I suppose sinc eyou insist, I'll just have to deal with it."
He's teasing.

Mark beams. "Hey. I learned from the best, you know."

Angel grins. "Well, I try."

Mark beams. "You do well." He shrugs, almost cuddling the book a bit. "It's been a long week, Angel."

"Seems like you're in better shape, in any case."

"Oh, I'm loads better than before, let me tell you." He smirks. "Oh, and I stunned Paul speechless."

Angel raises an eyebrow. "Did you, now?"

Grin. "Yeah. Gave him a check for a hundred thousand for Life Support, and the people in it." It's almost scary how off-hand Mark is about it.

"........Yeah, that'd do it."

Mark just grins, mischief in his eyes. "Hey, might as well do something with money that I have."

"Beats buying yourself a bunch of shit you don't need, I guess."

Mark shrugs. "I don't need stuff. Hell, where would I put it?" Ok, so he does have a building now, but that's not the point. He probably could use a new suit or two, but that's also not the point. "I might be attempting to make up lost time, when I couldn't do anything."

"I still don't think you really have to. I mean, you were there - that can do a lot by itself, sometimes."

"I know. But still. I've always wanted to do what I could. And now, I can, so I feel like I should." And he's still hoping, somewhere in there, that he can save the people he loves.

"Understandable."
All of it.

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