the thunders and the lightnings

[candlejack]

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[spacejamming]

( Excuse him as he lowers the battered book he's reading, and looks towards the window, letting out a low whistle. )

Uh oh. That ain't looking like good souffle weather.

[spacejamming]

( Ahhhh, and finally, he has his coffee. Greg takes a long draw from it before looking back to Emilia, bobbing his head. ) Probably. I think I'd like 'em more if I had one, 'stead've it being some too cool pilot deal, yanno?

( le snort ) Vij and me were gonna do a whole portfolio thing for Jules, but that meant work and writing stuff. Watching and making dumb comments was waaaay easier. ( A sip of coffee, and he laughs again. ) You sure? We do have some very handsome bachelors. Some of them even make good jam. ( He's teasing. )

No, no way. We're close, just not bed-warmer, heel-knockin' type close. Just jam-cooking and cocktail-mixing close. Yeah?

[astronougat]

We can get you one. It can be Big Jam.

[ She laughs at him and nods, leaning her chin on her hand and as he talks, she plays with her golden locket (it's not really gold, though) where she keeps the pictures of Matthias and Chloe.

Em smiles. ] Jam making is a very appreciated quality, but I think you can do better. [ She is just kidding, of course, but part of it is kind of true. Em does not think of herself as much of a catch.

Nodding, understanding what he says: ] I know what you mean. It's a bit like Dennis and I. My parents and him take care of my twins while I'm not on Earthrise. I'm hoping this is a temporary thing. I miss them, but I can't bring them here, not really. I don't think the Asgardreid is a place for children. I'm sure Admiral Uzoma would authorize it, but... [ A shake of her head. ] It's too dangerous.

[spacejamming]

Big Jam. I like it. Real macho and stuff. You can be, uh... I dunno. Little Jam.

( Greg rubs his arm, and slouches back into the chair. ) Don't sell yourself short, Little Jam. You'll be beating suitors away with sticks.

( With that, though, his mood sobers. ) Dennis sounds like a pretty stand-up kinda guy. ( And another pause. ) I'm sorry you can't bring the little wrigglers here. Sounds rough. ( Another pause, and he punches her arm very lightly. ) Don't worry. And hey, there's enough big kids up here playing make-believe at being soldiers that you probably won't even get time to miss 'em.

[astronougat]

[ She rolls her eyes a little, sipping her tea. Warming up her hands around the mug, Em crosses her legs and smiles at Greg, nodding. Dennis is the best kind of guy. ]

He is. [ She wouldn't trust her twins with just anyone. Still, she sighs and stares at the mug. ] It's a high paying job. And I'm doing what I like. I would like that I could bring them here.

[ She rubs her arm and smiles, shrugging a bit. ] I think it's a little different. [ But she appreciates the effort. ]

[spacejamming]

Yeah. It must be nice knowing they're in good hands, though. ( Drinking his coffee, book resting on his chest, Greg seems pretty relaxed. )

A little. They probably put up a little more fight about having to eat their broccilli, here.

[astronougat]

Probably. [ She smiles softly and finishes her tea, hopping off the counter to the sink, where she puts the mug on. She turns around to him and leans on the counter. ]

How long have you been in the Asgardreid again?

[spacejamming]

Couple of years. Mm, more like three. Me and Vij and Jules all signed on around the same time, give or take some months.

( He shrugs. ) I was just doing janitor stuff, at first. Applied for this when it freed up, though. There's good folks here, though. You'll like it.

[astronougat]

[ She looks at him quietly as he speaks, nodding a bit absent-minded. She can't help but to wonder why would he sign up for a janitor position. Sure, it's good paid aboard the Asgardreid, but there probably were better suited jobs for a good sous-chef like Greg back on Earthrise.

Still, she doesn't prod. Instead, she shrugs. ]

I can't say I'm overly excited about this, but this is better pay than a waitress back on Earthrise. Midgar offered me a position and I couldn't say no to this.

[spacejamming]

Yeah. Well, I-- I mean I could've worked back there, but my Gran's in one of them old folks homes, and this was a better way to get money to her regularly, you know? And Vij and Jules are family, so I wasn't gonna let them get to have all the fun.

( He grins, and shrugs, all lighthearted. ) And girls in uniforms are cute.

[astronougat]

I know what you mean. [ It's the same with Em. She's trying to gather money to then be able to take care of her twins. Things aren't particularly easy and sustaining two little babies makes it even harder.

Still, Greg makes her laugh with his comment. ]

Of course you like them.

[spacejamming]

I'm a guy! With eyes, and everything. ( Fufufufu. He grins and shrugs. ) C'mon, the uniforms are pretty cool.

[astronougat]

[ She shakes her head, but she's smiling. ]

Yes, they are. [ Em laughs a little, laying her chin on her hand. ] I like the pilots' formal wear.

[spacejamming]

They can be dicks, but they scrub up good. ( Ah, le wistful sigh. ) Brodie looked amazing in the formal wear.

( . . . (troll) ) And out of it.

[astronougat]

[ She laughs loudly this time, holding her hands up. ]

No, no, I don't want to hear it! [ Or, well, she would not mind, even if she's not much of a gossiper, but she's a little shy about that. ] You'll end up making so much jam we'll have to send some to the AGN.

[spacejamming]

Hey, hey, I didn't even say nothing.

( He elbows her and rolls his eyes, amused. ) Geeeeez, Millie, you're meant to be one of the boys when you're on-ship.