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Dec 31, 2005 12:47

At the kitchen table, a few minutes till midnight of the new year, Flowers sat in a chair leaning back casually, reading a book. Sure he had to make up a grand old excuse to get command to drop off a naughty boy-love book, but it was worth it. They had dropped it off before he had died, but the captain went searching for it and found it eventually ( Read more... )

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cappy_flowers December 31 2005, 22:20:21 UTC
Flowers gently took Sarge's chin into his hand as he scooted closer to him. His thumb gently went over Sarge's lips.

"I'm sure that if he was still stationed here, he'd have told you by now. You're more mature than you were then, and level-headed." Flowers smiled slightly. "Cheer up."

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sgt_goodbutter December 31 2005, 22:25:16 UTC
Sarge flustered at the closeness of the Blue, and wriggled uncomfortably, trying to scooch back some. He was slightly impressed at Flowers' forward compliment, despite their relationship consisting of a sniper scope and several pounds of ammunition.

"Er, thanks. I think," he swallowed hard. "Aherm. But... how did it happen? I mean, we're at war here! When did you two find time to meet and all that jazz?!"

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cappy_flowers December 31 2005, 22:34:45 UTC
Flowers frowned a bit, as he'd rather not think of all that. He'd pushed it away for so long.

"Are you sure you want to know? I don't want to cause you any more pain..." He let go of Sarge's chin, the fingers trailing softly down his throat until they met armour. "..We met at Sidewinder during a hostage situation. We talked a bit. I was interested in his being a Europan..." Flowers pulled away from the Red, sighing.

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sgt_goodbutter December 31 2005, 22:38:52 UTC
"Well, since he's not here anymore," Sarge said quietly, sadly, "I'd rather learn a little about him from someone who knew him better." He looked off to the side. "Hardly knew anythin' about him 'cept how good he commanded and just how great a man he was..."

"But if you don't want to..."

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cappy_flowers December 31 2005, 22:47:59 UTC
Flowers stood up a bit, walking behind the sergeant. He sat down behind him, and wrapped his arms around Sarge's waist, and pulled the shorter man to his chest. He wasn't quite sure why he did it.

"Sierra was a good man. But you know that already, like you said. A bit cocky, but he was good. He was in love with me." Flowers didn't mention that he didn't quite return Sierra's feelings. "So we fooled around a bit when we could.."

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sgt_goodbutter December 31 2005, 22:51:33 UTC
Sarge jumped slightly when Flowers... surrounded... him. His skin crawled for a moment, but he managed to settle down. Panic lead to mistakes and mistakes lead to mostly either a good fuck-up or death.

"Heh... totally opposite from what I pegged 'im. Ice cold, he was sometimes, could stare down a man from fifty meters."

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cappy_flowers December 31 2005, 22:57:24 UTC
Butch chuckled when Sarge jumped. "Calm down, nobody is going to hurt you." He rubbed the armour of one of Sarge's arms reassuringly.

"Sometimes, yes. But people change when they're around... others." Flowers held in a sigh. He was going to be awake all night he knew. Thinking of Sierra and what could have been. Did he just use the Red captain? He did just take what was given to him...

...
Does Sierra even know that I died? He felt a stab of saddness in his chest.

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sgt_goodbutter December 31 2005, 23:01:21 UTC
Sarge deftly picked up the sudden density in the air, and, momentarily forgetting things, he managed to turn a little, wrapping an arm around Flowers as well.

"Penny for your brainwaves?"

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cappy_flowers December 31 2005, 23:10:06 UTC
Flowers clunked his forehead heavily onto Sarge's shoulder. He felt old, tired, and melancholy. Sierra wasn't supposed to making him feel like this, damn it.

"It wouldn't have ever worked. He's Red, I'm Blue, both captains. He was an idiot to think it could have worked. But he got transferred, so it was for the best." Flowers lifted his head slightly, then let it fall back onto the sergeant's shoulder.

"Should I feel bad?" He couldn't answer the question himself, even though he gave out so much advice to everybody else.

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sgt_goodbutter January 1 2006, 02:53:31 UTC
Sarge blinked a few times. He'd given so much advice this week he was close to giving out compensation bills. He frowned.

"Ah, I wouldn't know... maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. Hell, I've got a feelin' that if this war ever turns out, maybe you can find out if was supposed to work," Sarge found it a little surprising, himself suggesting that. Something deep down screamed at him aren't we all just the same people?

"Hell, I dunno, I've never... well.. 'met' a Bluetard before," he grumped.

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cappy_flowers January 1 2006, 03:02:43 UTC
"It probably wasn't. And it doesn't matter now." Flowers chuckled, then tightened his grip around Sarge.

"Please, call me Butch." Flowers smiled, moving his bangs out of his face.

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sgt_goodbutter January 1 2006, 03:24:25 UTC
"Butch... how about... Butchie," he grinned darkly at Flowers. He jumped, though, and a cold sweat came over him.

"Oh SHIT!" Sarge checked his in-helmet clock, and let out a little cry. "In about ten minutes those cross-hair IR signal generators are gonna set off all that goddamned TNAZ I set up around here!" Sarge nearly shreiked, "AND I'M STILL IN HERE!"

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cappy_flowers January 1 2006, 03:29:38 UTC
Flowers was going to say something mildly suggestive about the name, when Sarge jumped. "What the hell!? Get them off my base!" Flowers stood up and clenched his fists, all his previous angst forgotten. "My team is in here!" Butch grabbed Sarge's wrist.

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sgt_goodbutter January 1 2006, 03:37:16 UTC
"Fuck me!" He cried in dismay, and flipped his helmet up and over, snapping it over his head and dashing out from the kitchen, Flowers in tow. The explosives weren't the important thing, it was was the triad of triggers he had shot across the canyon the other day. A muffled curse came from the Red as he flicked on his infrared filter on his HUD, looking around in the semi-darkness. He found one, glowing a pale pink in the open, and he made a run for it. Six minutes now... Jesus, if he didn't hurry..

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cappy_flowers January 1 2006, 03:45:13 UTC
Flowers grumbled something about fucking him as soon as he got the chance as he ran along with Sarge.

"Why the hell would you plant explosives on my base?!" Flowers was expecting an explanation soon. Preferably after everybody was safe, but an explanation nonetheless. And was Sarge actually going to disarm them? God he hoped so. His team was inside there.

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sgt_goodbutter January 1 2006, 03:51:17 UTC
He was entirely thankful for the fail-safe on the IR signals: if one was dead the others would go out as well. He skidded to a stop next to the six-inch high transmitter, falling to a knee and desperately digging it out of the ground with his hands.

"Why the fuck not?! We're supposed to be having a war here, not sitting down and drinking our GODDAMNED TEA!" Sarge made a noise of success, and with a vein-popping grip he simply crushed the little metal thing, seeing its IR frequency dying out. As precaution, he took a scan around the surrounding area, a confusing triangle, and sighed in relief when he saw that the other two transmitters were unlit.

"Whoo, Christus, that was close..." Sarge pulled his helmet back up and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Three minutes more would have sent the base skyhigh.

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