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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[forgetyourusedtobe]

Oh now you're not going to start applying double-standards, are you? I had a brother, too.

[landfall]

Well, that explains it.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Does it really?

[landfall]

Just the one brother?

I had five.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Quality, not quantity. Nope. Not going to think about that at all. Elena's quick to shoot back with:]

You want a medal?

[landfall]

I have a medal. A couple, actually.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Oh wow, really?

[Sarcasm is strong with this one.]

[landfall]

I'm a pilot.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Oh, let me guess: Jesus is your co-pilot.

[landfall]

Who's Jesus?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Most suffering of long-suffering sighs.]

Google it.

[landfall]

What's a Google?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

What's a...

[Elena just covers her face with a hand. Does she want to laugh or cry? Hard to tell. She opts to just sigh and lowers her hand.]

Do you even know what the internet is?

[landfall]

Nope.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Okay, you win.

I quit.

[landfall]

You needed a few more brothers, I think.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Elena almost tells her to go straight to hell and turn the feed off to escape it, but she hesitates. She's going to have to live with little reminders of Jeremy and what she's lost, but she can't cave into pressures like that every time or she'll never get anywhere. And she'll definitely not make it out of here.]

[She steels herself. Nothing can touch her. It doesn't matter. Jeremy isn't coming back and even if he could, he'd just get in the way. Just like that, whatever was scratching behind the wall? It fades right away from her. The slight tension is gone and she's back to being relaxed and in control.]

You could always share some of yours. [She smirks.] I promise I won't eat them alive.

[landfall]

I - they're dead.

[ And suddenly this is a lot less funny. She might not be the most perceptive, but she would have to be blind not to see that hesitation. ]

Are you okay?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

No. I'm not.

[She sighs.]

I'm disappointed. And now a little hungry.

[It's a horrible tragedy.]

[landfall]

I know you don't have a warden, but if you want to talk sometime without the layers of sarcasm...

I also don't mind giving alcohol to minors.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

You really aren't the most observant of people, are you?

[landfall]

When I was ten, I actually tried to pick up a porcupine, so.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[...Wow. Even Elena's a little surprised by that because... Why?]

Suddenly it all makes sense.

[landfall]

Yeah.

It had a broken leg, though.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Dear God, tell me this isn't about to turn into some horrendous metaphor.