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[sprayemnslayem]

What the hell? Tannis I swear if you're trying to pull one over me again I'm gonna put a round right between your eyes you crazy bitch!

[There's some shuffling around the room.]

Where the hell am I? This ain't any Lance cell. More like some crappy hotel room.

[He kicks his bed and then pauses.]

And what the hell did you sons of bitches do with

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[bastardbytrade]

El CAPITAN!

It's about freaking time you got here, oh fearless leader.

[Yes, he's at the bar with Lilith and yes, he's pretty... tanked. Good luck, Roland.]

[sprayemnslayem]

[And there's number three. Just need one more now.]

Let me guess. You been here for "months" too?

[bastardbytrade]

Yeah. Too fucking long.

Where's Brick? Is he with you?

[sprayemnslayem]

Was about to ask you the same thing.

[bastardbytrade]

Fuck.

Come drink, man.

[sprayemnslayem]

So he's by himself. With Tannis. Fan-fucking-tastic.

[Roland isn't even going to give the big man two minutes before he rips that crazy bitch in half.]

Yeah I'm coming.

[bastardbytrade]

[Mordecai responds with a dry laugh. He's more than aware of what Brick would do without the rest of them there to keep the calm. And the thought amuses the hell out of him.]

Hurry it up.

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[phasebitchin]

[Lilith turns to Mordecai and leans in, whispering conspiratorially.]

I think he's gonna need a drink.

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[sprayemnslayem]

[Once he's there Roland grins and shakes his head before taking a seat.]

Look at you two. Leave you alone for five fucking seconds and the two of you get shitfaced. What would you guys do without me?

[Drunk as they are, he's not even sure if he should ask them what the hell is going on.]

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[bastardbytrade]

[Mordecai can't not grin at the sight of Roland. It's been months. One might almost say he was glad to see the man. Beaming, Morde reaches over to clap a hand on Roland's shoulder before motioning to the bar.]

Welcome to the hellboat, Roland.

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[phasebitchin]

[Lilith gives the intoxicated hybrid of a cackle and a squeal, falling off of her stool and jumping at the soldier to give him a hug and a sloppy kiss on the cheek. Can he tell they're happy to see him!?]

We missed youuuuuu!

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[sprayemnslayem]

[Roland gives Mordecai a brotherly clap on the back and gives Lilith a one-armed hug. They certainly act like he's been gone for months.]

Shit, I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy now. Regular family reunion we got here.

[Well except Brick, but he was more like the dog that you didn't want the kids to go near.]

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[bastardbytrade]

The hell are you saying? I didn't miss anyone.

[He's watching you Roland. Mordecai's not about to make an open claim on Lilith (since technically he has none), but he's drunk enough to smirk at her and slyly ask a question.]

Hey, where's my kiss?

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[phasebitchin]

[Brick is their favorite dog, even if he's rabid some of the time.

She laughs aloud, also drunk enough not to mind that there are more important things they need to talk about that don't involve disengaging and swaggering into Mordecai, or giving Roland an uncomfortable dose of PDA. That ain't no kiss on the cheek, for sure.

Once Lilith decides she's finished there, she's nursing her tequila again and giggling.]

Big happy family, right. You know being stuck here kinda sucks, but we don't have to pay for anything. Food and booze is all free, same with the entertainment.

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[sprayemnslayem]

[Well now what's this? Roland always thought there was something between those two. Guess that's what he gets for sticking them together most of the time while he was keeping Brick under control.

Roland follows to the bar and frowns slightly.]

You mean I just got paid a small fortune and don't get to spend it?

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[bastardbytrade]

[Still smirking, Mordecai redirects his attention to Roland and shakes his head.]

You get nothing. We get freaking nothing. All our weapons are gone and the bastard Captain took Blood.

[He frowns a bit. Morde's still not happy about that.]