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[eiattu_pride]

Rial's been working steadily since Plourr left. The work is hard, but he's making some decent headway by now.

Still, he needs a break. And is half-dozing on the couch, empty cup of caf by his fingers, when the call comes.

"...'lo?"

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[fighting_mad]

"Oh shavit, I woke you, didn't I?" comes the crackly but unmistakable voice.

[eiattu_pride]

"No, no."

Yawns, rubs a hand over his face, "It's fine. How are you?"

I miss you.

[fighting_mad]

Pause.

"I'm fine. Kriffing comm unit's a kriffing piece of be-Huttslimed v--" It phases out for a moment, and perhaps it's best for all involved that whatever she had been saying is lost. "--he holo won't work and the transmission is lagging."

[eiattu_pride]

"Oh, right."

Sighs.

"Everything going okay?"

[fighting_mad]

Pause.

"Yeah, it's fine. We're finally getting our rookies tomorrow, so we shouldn't have a wing 'pair' of three anymore."

Another pause, this time clearly not because of the transmission lag.

"How are things there?"

[eiattu_pride]

"Give 'em hell for me."

Glances away at the room, messy as ever.

"Things. Things are okay, I suppose. Busy. Nothing new."

[fighting_mad]

"Will do. How's--" Her voice abruptly cuts off, and when the transmission cuts back in, it's in the middle of a stream of low swearing. There is a slam, and then--

A Plourr, in off-duty purple tunic and black vest, blinking at the comm unit (and by extension, Rial). Then she's grinning fiercely, because she won. "Ha!"

[eiattu_pride]

He blinks.

"Congratulations. You were saying?"

[fighting_mad]

Her triumphant smile fades a little as she sits back. "Is Labaann making a pain in the ass of himself?"

[eiattu_pride]

Rial rolls his eyes.

"I'll put it this way - next time he opens his mouth, I'm shoving a datapad in it."

[fighting_mad]

Plourr bursts out laughing. "That is a fantastic mental image." She really, really means it.

[eiattu_pride]

"I'll do it, too."

Grins.

"Other then that, I'm actually catching up. At the cost of some sleep, but whatever."

[fighting_mad]

"You should try that sleep thing once in a while, too," she says lightly, trying to keep the guilt off her face. "How's the amendment coming?"

[eiattu_pride]

"Don't. Even. Talk. About. That."

Head in his hands.

"It's invading my dreams."

[fighting_mad]

She puts up her hands. "We won't speak of it." Beat. "Unless there's anything I can do from here."

[eiattu_pride]

"Somehow, I doubt it."

Sigh.