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[callmemajor]

Boredom is a dangerous thing.

It can result in things like Air Force majors playing paper football with themselves, flicking the tiny, paper triangles between salt and pepper shakers.

Sometimes his aim goes wide. This could result in random bar patrons finding themselves in the line of fire.

Sorry?


Tag of Smallness: Evan Lorne

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[callmemajor]

Lorne nods. "Can't imagine being gone that long. I'd have a lot of catching up to do too."

[parkerlee]

"It'll get done," Parker says, assuredly.

"And the place hasn't blown up since I've been gone. That's a good start."

Given that it's the End of the Universe and all.

[callmemajor]

Lorne's concern would be more with being gone that long than with the catching up.

"Let's hope it stays in one piece at least a little longer."

[parkerlee]

"Seriously."

"There's no place like Milliways to hang out when you need a break from homework."

[callmemajor]

"Or paperwork," Lorne agrees. "Or mess food. Or a CO with a death wish."

[parkerlee]

"You have a CO with a death wish?"

That doesn't sound good.

[callmemajor]

Lorne shrugs. "It's mostly an inside joke." Mostly. "He's kind of a trouble magnet."

[parkerlee]

"Are we talking glaring superiors trouble, or heat-seeking missile trouble?"

Trouble comes in degrees, after all.

[callmemajor]

"Yep," Lorne says, grinning.

[parkerlee]

Parker laughs.

"Bombs and court marshals."

She offers a sympathetic salute.

"Have you considered asking for hazardous duty pay, soldier?"

[callmemajor]

"Gettin' that already," Lorne says with a smile. "And it's airman, not soldier."

[parkerlee]

"Airman," Parker corrects herself.

"Pilot?"

[callmemajor]

Lorne shrugs. "Sort of, yeah."