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[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

In and then Out of Milliways: Christine mentioned things dropped in a vent, and Spoon went to help. 'Cause that's what you do for friends. And that's why he's stumbling back into the bar with a really abashed looking Predator (insomuch as Predators can manage the expression) behind him making sure the door closes all the way. She's got most of a remarkably dead body with her.

Spoon is butt-ass naked and carting the head with him. He's also missing rather a lot of bones. Like the front third or so of his ribs, his entire lower jaw, and several fingers. All the soft flesh has grown back, at least?

...Face it, he looks like shite and Christine looks like a Predator, and the two of them are carrying a large, dead Xenomorph.

Anyone who can get past that might notice in a non-horrified and panicked and/or offended part of their brain that Spoon's got a reverse-acid-burn of scar-free flesh

((With, uh. Bonus fixed headlinkage.))

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[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

His arms are fine, which is why he wraps them around her and rests his forehead against her shoulder. The soft whine of apology is still present, and he's trying to comfort her, as much as he can.

And he's not leaving, damn it. He's not leaving her. He's going to stay right here, until she tells him to go away. He's going to follow her if she leaves without saying stay.

[creator_raven]

Because all the rest of them only take.

Of course.

Possibly it is very fortunate Raven cannot so much read minds, yes?

Still.

He watches Ace and Spoon, black eyes wide and unblinking.

They are very silly creatures, on occasion. It is almost cute.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace doesn't look up.

She does, however, have two arms.

One is being held out.

Why, she wants to know, is she sitting here only hugging one of the two men important in her life?

Even if they're both trying to drive her absolutely insane, or just kill her with grief, they're still her men.

Bird.

Wolf.

Things.

MEN-LOOKING PEOPLE. MOVING ON.

[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

Spoon is alright with this. Really. He is. He's sorry. He's so sorry. He didn't mean to worry her. He didn't mean to get hurt.

[creator_raven]

Raven considers the arm, and he considers Spoon.

This consideration hardly lasts half a second, but it is there.

Then he shifts, resting one arm very carefully around Ace.

There may be a little bit of squeezing involved.

Just a little.

It is a thing.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"I love you both." She informs them, staring straight ahead into the fire. "Right now, I hate both y'guts. But I love y'both."

It might be ripping her apart inside a little, this whole love/hate thing, but it's true. They both suck. But she loves them both madly.

[there-is-a-me.livejournal.com]

There...isn't anything he can do until he's got enough jaw to explain himself. So he nods, and keeps leaning on her as much as he can without moving things in ways that they shouldn't.

[creator_raven]

Raven's smile is very crooked, though no less amused for all of that.

"It is an easy enough thing, that."

He shrugs, very carefully.

"Some things are not so much surprises."

And Raven is, it must be said, a very difficult thing to love.

The jury is out on Spoon, as yet.

Possibly.