[for Rogue]
A space station falls from the sky, and then Faye Valentine falls back into his life. If she can be qualified as being in it now; Spike, frankly, has no idea where to place her in whatever loose mental schema he applies to his life, with no Bebop. They're still stuck in the same place, he supposes, it's just a little bigger, and it's a different kind of stuck.
And she has a space ship, of sorts. Of all the things. A way up, if not out; where would you even go?
But, of course, there's only ever one answer to that, and it's elsewhere.
Starving to death in empty space isn't the most appealing way to go out, though. He can apply that much forethought to the idea, mostly because it sounds as boring as this place is.
Unless he's just making excuses. He made it past 30, maybe some switch went off in his brain and told him to try for another decade. Maybe something else flipped that particular switch.
All he knows is, Faye has a spaceship, and he has a bunch of pieces of wood that are meant to turn into a small, basically useless boat. With work. Couldn't just give it to him, no, just pieces.
It's always just pieces.
And she has a space ship, of sorts. Of all the things. A way up, if not out; where would you even go?
But, of course, there's only ever one answer to that, and it's elsewhere.
Starving to death in empty space isn't the most appealing way to go out, though. He can apply that much forethought to the idea, mostly because it sounds as boring as this place is.
Unless he's just making excuses. He made it past 30, maybe some switch went off in his brain and told him to try for another decade. Maybe something else flipped that particular switch.
All he knows is, Faye has a spaceship, and he has a bunch of pieces of wood that are meant to turn into a small, basically useless boat. With work. Couldn't just give it to him, no, just pieces.
It's always just pieces.