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Not the people who lived through it, Felix.
the people who avoided ever being in the war.

[ Soldiers break along similar fault lines, in similar patterns. How many times has he said that to Ephemera? More than a few.

He wonders if Felix is even aware of how much more he's talking to Crais. If not, Crais isn't going to tell him. ]

Come over. We're due to fuck. Maybe in the shower, now that there's no risk of me overheating.

Bring something for the cat with you.

( everyone lived with the fear that their planet was next, regardless. but felix swiftly accepts the subject change because what is reflecting on past trauma, we don't speak that developmentally healthy evil in this house. )

what, like a fucking offering? a whole ass fish?
should i kneel when i present it to him

If you bring an entire fish into this house I will make you swallow it whole and raw. Just bring some kind of cat treat, and if you want to kneel to someone we'll work out the details when you're here.

you're 10x hotter when you threaten me w bodily harm

ok asshole
give me a bit

( he does not keep cat treats on hand, crais. pitstop for The Goods first, where he spends approximately ten minutes in an empty aisle squinting at a various array of cat-related items. fifteen minutes later, with a bag of treats safely tucked under his elbow, he stands outside crais' door and knocks twice.

cheekily, when crais opens the door: ) You wanna frisk me first, officer?

( no gun today, just a single blade tucked in his boot. old habit, deeply ingrained. )

[ Crais' place hasn't changed much - except there's a 'galaxy' printed giant dildo bolted the wall with his collar hanging off it, and a painting of a sunrise Ephemera did on another wall.

Crais is definitely not much different, though there's a wedding ring on his left hand now and he's wearing socks instead of his boots. ]

Does it really count if I know you're armed and it's just a matter of finding out with what and where? [ Dry and amused as he pushes the door closed and Sylvester comes running out of one of the bedrooms to greet Felix. ]

( the painting, above all, catches his eye first. ephemera's work. he tries not to think about how much it irritates the fuck out of him that he knows it's his work without even asking. just a faucet of his ridiculous life now, another bitter pill to be swallowed. ephemera and his goddamn scenic pieces. better than his angry graphite sketches of charred corpses.

he kneels to unlace his boots and nimbly untucks his knife into his palm, then blindly wiggles it at crais between two fingers. )

Spoilers, then. Just the one this time. ( a pause, as he tilts his chin to look up at crais. another impish smile creases his face. ) Though I won't stop you from frisking me if you really want.

( might be fun.

sylvester is greeted with a scoop into felix's elbow, hefted against his chest and showered in a cacophony of soft coos and you're so big nows. he tears the big of treats with his teeth and scoops one out for sylvester, gently cupped in his palm for him to nibble on at his leisure. )

[ Crais takes the knife -- mostly so Felix has both hands to feed and lavish attention on the cat. That cat's put up with a lot of mentally unstable assholes, it's only fair he get properly fed and cuddled by them. ]

I'll frisk you when you're finished frisking the cat, though spoilers: his weapons are mostly in his feet.

[ Dry and wry he leans in and kisses Felix - with some teeth at the end because Felix. ]

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