03rd Landing . video

[landfall]

Really? I still don't have an inmate? Come on.

[ Hey Barge, have Racetrack in a sweatshirt with her hair messily pulled back. Lookin' good messy. Like she spent half an hour in the mirror getting it to look messy-perfect, because she did, and don't judge her, she hasn't had half an hour to spend on her hair in years. ]

Anyway. Attention, people with - well, medium-bad judgment. Especially Mal. Triad - it's a card game, like poker - my place, the stakes are clothes because I don't have any money. First four or five takers are invited. And, because of the stakes, no one underage.

Oh, and Felix Gaeta is not invited.

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[landfall]

Well, he died for it. I didn't think I had much grounds there either.

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[bodilesswarrior]

I'd say he died for whatever you were fighting for. [The words are a bit strained. It's one thing knowing Felix died. Talking about it - that's different.

But she doesn't let it stop her.] That's not the same thing as making amends to the people who fell down with you.

I think it might do him some good, frankly.

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[landfall]

I do too. But I don't think I can ask for it. Definitely not as pissed off as I am.

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[bodilesswarrior]

I could always try prodding him in that direction.

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[landfall]

I'm not sure how good I feel about asking you to get involved.

I'm just so tired of people getting dragged into fights that aren't theirs. Or people getting dragged into fights, period.

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[bodilesswarrior]

[A wry, grim smile.] Getting involved is what I do. But I won't, if you don't want me to.

[Her fingers drum against her desk.] I want to say "life is fighting", but I think that says more about me than anything.

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[landfall]

Fighting is all about death. I'm sick of it.

...listen, if you go into this with your eyes open, I don't see how you - or anyone - stepping in could make things much worse.

I'm sorry, that sounded harsh. I'm being down about arguing, not about you.

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[bodilesswarrior]

No, I get it. [Fighting with people you care about is exhausting.] And I'm pretty sick of death, too.

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[landfall]

That was my deal. To come back from the dead, and to get the chance to actually live a real life.

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[bodilesswarrior]

[Softly, intently.] You deserve it. [Even if Racetrack wasn't an admirable sort of person - everyone deserves that chance.]

...Mine was - bringing people back. Or fixing it so they never died.

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[landfall]

That would've been a little less selfish.

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[bodilesswarrior]

Hey, no one says you have to leave after the first one.

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[landfall]

I don't like that I have to do this in the first place. If the Colonies were still around, I'd have a family by now.

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[bodilesswarrior]

[That hits hard, and she tries to only show sympathy, understanding, but there's something haunted and bitter in her eyes. She remembers thinking that; if the Joker hadn't - ]

Seems like family is always the first sacrifice. Even when it's not our choice.

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[landfall]

So you know how it feels?

Did you want to be a mom?

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[bodilesswarrior]

[This time, her smile is entirely different; warm, and soft, and proud.] I am a mom.

But for a long time I didn't think I could be. [The smile fades entirely, as she considers what to share.] And I still - I can't, biologically speaking. [It's not something she's told many people, but she doesn't mind sharing it with another woman, with - someone who understands.]

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[landfall]

Oh. I'm sorry. [ She can imagine how painful that would be, to find out - even when she knew she was destined to die, realizing that would have been frakking awful. It has nothing to do with logic. ]

I guess I just want to be like my mom. She had seven. Five of them were boys.

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[bodilesswarrior]

[Her bleak smile widens considerably.] Five brothers, huh?

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[landfall]

Explains a lot, huh?

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[bodilesswarrior]

Little bit.

What were they like?

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[landfall]

Loud.

And, you know, boys. I didn't know how well it would prepare me for a life in the military, that's for sure.

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[asongwithin]

[A soft laugh.] I guess boy-wrangling comes with the job, huh?

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[landfall]

Wrangling idiots, anyway.

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[bodilesswarrior]

Reigning all that bull-headedness.