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[shenghuanzhe]

Keep your Zeshat-damned heads on your shoulders, awright? Yes, th'boat's sufferin' a bit but it ain't nothin' that's gonna put us in too much of a vind.

Chase, where th'fuck've you gotten to?

[Locked to AMU // Unhackable]

Gonna have a patient for you soon enough.

[[OOC: gonna lag with the tagging sorry D8 having a rough few days.]]

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[talkback_stein]

Been doin' my own thing, lately.

[shenghuanzhe]

No shit, I've heard. Got somethin' for you, meet me on the deck three forest, kiddo.

[talkback_stein]

[Chase squints at the far wall and scratches the light peach fuzz on his chin in vague contemplation of the offer. Where have I seen this episode before...]

[Shrug! Doesn't matter. Free stuff.]

'Aight.

[And off he goes, at his own pace (read: taking his sweet time at a light stroll) with his hands stuffed in his pockets. Chase whistles a fragmented generic tune on the way over, unable to stick with merely one or do an entire song before switching over. It was just something to do; he paid it no mind, but it would announce his arrival.]

[shenghuanzhe]

[Kage stood, leaning against a tree, cleaning his nails with his balisong. Chase whistled as he approached and Kage rolls his eyes heavenwards. The kid can never be quiet, always making noise like it's damn-near reflexive.

Kage sucks on his teeth and waits for Chase to notice him.]

[talkback_stein]

[The whistling was a sort of arrogance that was second nature for him, really; the kind that was instinctual and bugged the crap out of everyone without him even realising it.]

[Chase approached Kage by that tree, doing that thing where if you spot someone you're meeting up with at a distance, you pretend not to notice them and don't make eye contact until you're up close because you're too far away to talk and you'd feel like a tool if you yelled. On top of that, they hadn't really conversed with each other for a few days. When he approached, he made a conscious effort to look not lame. That's right, Chase. You are the man.]

[...Yeah, this was a little awkward.]

'Sup.

[shenghuanzhe]

Hey, man. C'mere. Figured we could get high as shit. I scored some morphine tabs.

[Kage flips his knife closed with a clack-clack and slips it into his pocket, then draws out a baggie full of those beautiful white pills that promise joy and happiness in the form of one swallow.

He wiggles it back and forth, not seeming to notice or care about any awkwardness. He grins.]

[talkback_stein]

[Chase blinks.]

[talkback_stein]

[...but his mouth quickly cracks into a grin, reaching out to snatch the little baggie away from Kage.]

Sometimes, man - you are the coolest.

[shenghuanzhe]

[Kage laughs and holds it out of Chase's reach for a moment before he swings his other hand around, pulling Chase into a headlock. He laughs again, bringing the hand with the baggie down and delivering a noogie into Chase's scalp.]

Yeah? Only sometimes? Shit, kiddo, think y'hurt my fuckin' feelings!

[talkback_stein]

C'mon, you know what I mean--

[He reaches out a second time, somewhat unamused at being psych'd - only to find himself in an affectionate headlock with accompanying noogie. But he smirks despite it all, because he saw what Kage scored and is so ready for a good time right about now.]

[The circumstances surrounding the attaining contraband stroked a very criminal aspect of his ego. Ah, the joys of having friends in high places (so to speak)...]

[shenghuanzhe]

[And now that Kage has Chase exactly where he wants him? Kage grabs his own wrist with his free hand, straightens up and chokes Chase.

It's a classic sleeper hold, and the smile drops off his face as he does it, watching and turning his body so Chase can't score an easy groin-kick while he has a few more seconds of consciousness.]

Be still, kid.

[talkback_stein]

Hagghkk---!!!

[It is safe to say that this move catches him completely and utterly by surprise. Kage has always been like a sort of safe-zone on the ship, someone he was convinced would never do anything intentionally to bring him harm. They were friends! He was the First Mate! Right? So wasn't that was his job anyways!?]

[But here they were, and this time they weren't training.]

[Chase struggles desperately; tries to think quick on what to do in this situation, tries to wedge his hands inbetween his neck and Kage's arm to pull for air, but it's all to very little avail. Chase can feel the pulse in his throat and his panic has him choking for air even more furiously before the world finally closes around him and he blacks out.]

[And then, he was still.]

[shenghuanzhe]

[Kage moved fast as soon as Chase went limp. He had approximately ten seconds before Chase started to regain consciousness, and if he wanted to constrict the kid's arteries more he could extend the period of unconsciousness--

But Kage likes Chase.

Chase is important to Kage.

So he releases his sleeper hold almost immediately and gently lays Chase on the ground before pulling plastic zip-ties out of his pocket. Kage moves fast, eyes hard, and he binds Chase's hands behind his back, elbows and wrists together. Chase's ankles are zip-tied together, and then Kage hoists the kid over his shoulder.

Time to take Chase to the infirmary. He jostles Chase as he starts to move.]

Wakey-wakey, kital.

[talkback_stein]

[Chase coughs as he comes to, not immediately quite sure what just happened, there. It was a temporary amnesia, but his brain had its oxygen supply again and though he was weak as a kitten from passing out he could still look around and figure out where he was now and piece it together from there.]

[Step one: where he was now looked a lot like being slung over Kage's shoulder. This was not a quick conclusion to come to, though; he took a good minute or so puzzling the hell out of that one.]

[Step two: he figured out the reason that he couldn't really get down on his own - coupled with the jitteryness - was that his arms were bound behind his back.]

...What.

[Was that a statement or a question? Who knows! Step three: Chase recounted in his mind all events leading up to passing out; the headlock, the noogie, the... the... ... ...the intentional sleeper hold...]

[Add that to the fact that he was hog-tied right now and things did not bode well for Chase Stein. Well. Time to suck up.]

Heeeeey, man?

[shenghuanzhe]

What's up, kiddo.

[Kage opens the door to the interior of the ship and starts heading up the stairs with Chase still over his shoulder. The clinic isn't too far away!]

[talkback_stein]

Uuuuuh.

[Uh. Uh. Uhm!]

Did I mention how cool I think you are? Yeaaaaah.