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[smokesordie]

Characters: Eyepatch/Badou (smokesordie) & Paladin/Cecil (mythgravenblade)
Date/Time: Forward dated December 23//Afternoonish
Location: Wellspring Island
Rating: PG13 for Eyepatch's mouth, and that's probably it
Summary: A chance encounter. Awkward times is a go, considering their last meeting. Also, fkkn Madagascar.

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[smokesordie]

Okay, so this was a result of fishbowl fuckery. Not surprising. The note of having to wait an hour, however... "Are you for real?" He clutched his forehead. Suddenly he felt like he had a headache. "Fuuuuck." That pretty much summed up everything.

Eyepatch decided he had better savor the last drag of his cigarette, and he did, before dropping it to the ground and stamping it with his heel. He reached into his inner-pocket and pulled out his current pack, taking a peek inside. He had a few left, so if he stretched them, he could handle an hour. In theory.

"Welp," he said, dropping the pack into his pocket. "Looks like I'll be going inside, after all."

[mythgravenblade]

"Unfortunately," Paladin confirmed, refraining from commenting on the swearing--he'd felt like it often enough today. "We have guesses as to what makes it happen, but we're not certain of anything, yet."

Paladin shrugged at what he said next--really, there was nothing he could to help him. He knelt to pick up the stamped-out butt and tried to offer a bright side. "Rabbit should be on break in...about half an hour, provided nothing major happens." Asides from the bubble, of course.

[smokesordie]

"Fan-fucking-tastic." Eyepatch let out a heavy breath, his arm flopping to his side. He glanced up at Paladin a moment, then looked at the ground and kicked at nothing. "Good. Maybe I can finally get revenge and sneak up on that bastard."

He began dragging his feet toward the clinic; however, before he passed the doorway, Eyepatch came to a sudden stop, a delayed idea dawning on him. "Wait, wait." A hand disappeared into his jacket and behind his back, gripping the handle of his Mac, though he didn't remove it from the holster. He smiled a little too bemusedly, considering the situation. "I got an idea."

[mythgravenblade]

He tried to offer a weak smile (he too was familiar with Rabbit's uncanny skill at sneaking up on people), but dropped it as he followed Eyepatch back inside, back to work...

But then, it seemed, Eyepatch had an idea. Paladin perked up a bit, but it dampened at the expression on his face, and then the way he reached back into that coat, disconcertingly like the way people reached for concealed weapons... "Eyepatch?" He asked, tentatively, but more than ready to try and restrain him if he needed to--the redhead may have been taller but he was quite thin. "What are you doing?"

[smokesordie]

"Construction work," he replied, the grin ever present, his vague choice of words intentional. He turned away from the door and proceeded in the direction of the bridge, not quite stupid enough to open fire right next to the building but not quite smart enough to convince himself out of it, despite the fact that he could, unconsciously mostly, acknowledge that this was a terrible idea for so many reasons.

He whipped out his gun, aiming at the bubble. "HEAD'S UP!"