Right, this is First Mate Kage speaking. Since we got all these new folk here, I'm gonna remind you all of the rules we got for usin' the comms. Don't yell into them.
[Kage squints, looking at the far wall of the library.]
That's about it. Awright, kids, be good.
[And Kage turns back to the book he's slowly leafing through. Kage is not a
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[Wait. Has she? Well, no. No, she hasn't.]
I have never actually deliberately yelled into mine. I can only assume this has to do with events as of recent. Surely if you were in his position, Kage, you would have done the same thing.
Perhaps.
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["Great" not in terms of her form. "Great" in terms of a different kind.
She draws in a deep breath between her lips and she lifts a hand to take his.]
Isn't that nice? We're beginning to understand each other...
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[Kage takes her hand, turns his face into it and kisses her palm.]
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[His gesture causes her to halt, and she coerces herself to continue. Should she be touched by that behavior...?]
--I've never met anyone like you either. There are many people here that I haven't met the way I... Well... Everyone's so different. It fascinates me, even now.
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[Kage holds her hand in his, watching her.
He seems relaxed and his fingers play with her delicate, slim fingers.]
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It's nice to see that variation. It makes me feel like there's hope for the future. Do you have any hope left, Kage? Or have you lost it all? Do you ever feel anything at all...?
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[He's starkly honest because he feels like she, of all people might not be disgusted or upset with his honesty.]
Most'a the time I just shut it out. I feel things when I get angry. Or when I'm with someone in bed.
[He draws her hand to his mouth, kisses her soft knuckles.]
Usually I'm just full of duty. Work. But sometimes I feel things. I dunno how to explain what I feel.
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Somehow sympathy doesn't seem to be something I should shower you with. Maybe everyone feels that way sometimes, though. I'm not saying it's the same, but... perhaps that it's not entirely a foreign concept.
[She squeezes his hand reassuringly.]
It's fine... You don't need to explain yourself to me...
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[He gives her a humourless, broken kind of smile.]
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I have more than enough sympathy for the both of us.
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[Kage squeezes her hand back.]
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[Zelda is bewildered by this idea. Her. Crew. She can't ever picture it. It doesn't even seem proper. What is "proper" anyway?]
I thought you once said, though, that you and I aren't the same. Wouldn't being crew mean I would need to be like you?
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[He smiles at her again, amused now.]
And that ain't ever gonna happen once you know the truth, Zelda.
[He kisses her knuckles again.]
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[Her blonde eyebrows furrow. She doesn't understand obviously. It lasts for a moment, however. There are just some things she can't know. Prying for answers won't get her any.
So she smiles, more at his gesture than the situation.]
All I can do is accept it. It might not be fine, but at the same time it is. Calm and collected is the way to be.
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[Kage thinks back to a fire, bags of rice, in having a gun strapped to his back as it rides him when he ran through dark woods like an animal.]
Sometimes what you've gotta do is hold your shit and jump in. Just let go. Let everythin' go. Hit rock bottom.
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[She squeezes his hand again and rewards him with an adoring expression.]
One can't always play the safe card. Even I know that, much to my chagrin.
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