[ closed ] gather round my friends, let's try not to pretend

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Who: Peter Burke & various miscreants (plus Steph, who is perfect)

Where: Leith, RAC headquarters, aboard the USS we'll name it something eventually
When: w5d4, w6 various ...times. also misc, and "other."
Summary: Dadding! Escort Mission Warranting! Not letting Hawke throw her evaluation!

Restrictions/Warnings: U H M Weaponized charm, riot-typical violence presumably, whatever shenanigans occur when shenanigan-magnet Hawke exists a place.



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NEAL :: W5D4

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Officially, their Warrant is the location and escort back to Leith one Calysta De Fraes, a relief worker who is now stuck in a riot 'hot zone,' proving no good deed goes unpunished.

That's officially what they're doing. Unofficially it's turned out exactly like one would expect of one person who has more heart than common sense, and one who has exactly the common sense to know the big damn heart thing is going to get them into trouble, yet...you know, going there anyway. Combine that with the fact that Old Town doesn't per se make for easy traveling right now, and they get to the Eastern Distract later than Peter would like. Which is to say what anyone else would consider "on time."

He stops Neal once the mining facility is in sight, one hand curling around his (...Neal's, curse you pronouns) forearm. "You know who we're looking for?"

This isn't a trick question; with Neal's Level 4 Evaluation looming, Peter's been trying to let him take the lead on things. It sorely tests his nigh-pathological need to control everything the light touches, but so far their weird balance has worked for them.

STEPH :: W6D3...ish

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It's been an interesting couple of weeks in the Quad, and by interesting Peter means that curse about living in eponymously named times. He doesn't worry about Steph, precisely, at least--not at first. She's Company, that affords her some protection beyond just the average citizen. But the messier things get, the more the Company follows suit, and by the time the Peace Summit he's not very optimistic about rolls around, they sort of collide trying to contact each other at the same time.

It's a little funny, which is nice in the midst of everything that distinctly isn't.

Peter bribes her with Neal's cooking to maybe get out of the path of all those rolling boulders, just for a couple days; this turns out to be unnecessary since for once they both want basically the same thing. He doesn't rescind the offer, since Neal will probably turn cartwheels to cook for someone other than Peter; apparently his palate is made of cardboard.

When Steph gets there the ship, who seriously is like 90% definitely named Mozzie, lowers the walkway into the cargo bay for her; Peter is under the hood of their ATV, which is constantly breaking in some way because it's older than some species of plant life around here. They could get a new one, but as long as Peter can keep fixing it he considers that unnecessary.

Naturally, he is attacked by something electrical the second Steph shows up; he swears mildly under his breath and shakes his hand out, not startling when he sees her because if that kind of thing caught him off guard, uh, by this point in #RAClife he would definitely be dead. The fact that she has more bags than he was expecting apparently is surprising, however; he emerges from under the hood and arches an eyebrow at her.

"If you're moving in you gotta talk to Mozzie first. He gets cranky if you compromise his routines."

'Compromise his routines' is uttered in such tones as to indicate that this is a] quoting and b] not something Peter engages particularly well with.