Feb. 7 // Church, OPEN

[ghost_bullets]

Date: Feb. 7
Characters: Church, OPEN
Location: Around Floor 1
Summary: It's walkthrough time, and Church is out and about on patrol.
Warnings: Language, Church being a douche

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In the Infirmary (to your complete surprise I'm sure)

[boy_wondering]

When Church's rounds took him through the infirmary, Robin was awake. He was sitting in his bed propped up by pillows, glaring into his own lap and in a royal sulk. When he heard footsteps approaching, he looked up, listening carefully in an attempt to identify the walker. Church or Tex, he thought. That was easy enough. He listened and thought for another moment. ...Almost ninety percent sure it's Church.

Sure enough, it was the man in blue armor that appeared in the door. Oh good, he's come to mock me, thought Robin. Just what I need.

:o

[ghost_bullets]

"Hey, kid," Church said in greeting as he made his way in. "How's that oxygen tank treating ya?" Hmm, no damage in this room! Okay, so he could probably be more thorough, but there didn't seem much need to be, not just yet. This part of the colony was pretty well-protected and up until lately, hadn't seen much use.

[boy_wondering]

Robin narrowed his eyes slightly. "...It's helping," he replied neutrally. He glanced over to where it sat on the cart. "I don't need it all the time, now."

[ghost_bullets]

"Yeah, I can see that. Hey, you know, least you didn't walk on into the colony before trying to take off that suit. Coulda done a lot worse. Or it coulda been your dumbass spacewalk buddy who choked on the stuff. Betcha he wouldn'ta made it." Which maybe wouldn't have been so bad, he thought, except that someone dying meant more work for the rest of them.

[boy_wondering]

Robin raised an eyebrow. "...Are you trying to make me feel better?" he rasped, sounding skeptical and slightly incredulous. Because a) this was Church, and b)... he was supposed to look at the bright side in this situation?

[ghost_bullets]

"Not really, just appreciating the fact that you hurt yourself without killing everyone else," he replied. "Much as I hate all of you, I'd rather have you guys around than be stuck here with nobody but Tex to talk to."

[boy_wondering]

Robin snorted, actually slightly amused. This guy couldn't possibly be for real... could he? "...What's the deal with you and Tex, anyway?" he asked.

[ghost_bullets]

"She's a Freelancer. Good for nothing trouble-making cold-blooded bitch," he grumbled, conveniently leaving out everything else.

[boy_wondering]

More faint amusement. "Yeah, I gathered the two of you don't get along," he replied dryly. "What does that mean, though, 'Freelancer'? She's some kind of mercenary? She doesn't work for UNSC?"

[ghost_bullets]

"Yes and no. She's part of a UNSC project where they paired soldiers with AI programs to make them better in combat in different ways. So she does take orders from the project, but they seemed to encourage the Freelancers to do whatever they damn well pleased, and since she's always been as greedy as they come, you bet she works as a mercenary. Most of 'em do."

[boy_wondering]

"Hmmm. Some kind of experimental super-soldier program?" This UNSC sounds better and better all the time, he thought sarcastically. Man I hate the military. He coughed a couple of times, then asked, "How do you know her?"

[ghost_bullets]

"Yep," he said with an audible frown. "We, uh. We've known each other for a while. Went to high school together."

[boy_wondering]

"Ouch," he commented mildly, then tilted his head. "Have you always hated each other this much?"

[ghost_bullets]

"I don't hate her, she just drives me crazy sometimes." He shrugged, deflecting the question.

[boy_wondering]

"Uh-huh," Robin replied, amused. "'Good for nothing', you said. 'Cold-blooded', you said." I would not be surprised to find to find these two have some history, Robin mused. They act like an old married couple.

[ghost_bullets]

"Yeah, well, it's not like I owe you an explanation, fuckwit," he said scornfully. "She's a nasty bitch, but it's not like I have to hate her to say that, it's just who she is."