York

[infailtration]

● York
leave one if you need me
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[bothbarrels]

[ He shrugs. ]

So I got my wish. We're not at home any more. He'll never hear anything about us ever again.

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[ Oh. That's not so bad, considering, but since North seems to think it is York tries to lighten the mood. He leans forward. ]

...how about just your deepest desire?

[bothbarrels]

[ North lets a smile spread on his face. ]

It's for Theta. Not me. But he's always wanted to know what it's like to be able to hug and cuddle, like we do. So...a body for Theta.

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[ York almost audibly 'aww's at that. ]

That's a good one. I'd totally hug him whenever he wanted.

[bothbarrels]

It'd just be a cuddle pile between the three of us. All the time.

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And piggyback rides.

[ Is it his turn again? York reopens that one little liquor bottle and takes a sip. ]

Truth.

[bothbarrels]

[ North thinks for a moment. ]

Okay, desert island. Only one book and only one companion. Go.

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[ York blinks, then takes a moment to consider. ]

Do I have D back in this scenario?

[bothbarrels]

You could, but I meant one human person.

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Easy. You.

[bothbarrels]

[ North laughs. ]

I'd say don't flatter me but I know you're telling the truth. And I thank you. I wouldn't mind being stuck on a desert island with you, either.

[ It's pretty sad that he thinks he'd rather be stuck there with York than his own sister. But South would be pretty insufferable about the whole situation, he knows. ]

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Yeah, it's not flattery, just the answer. I don't think we'd get sick of each other before we were rescued. Probably not after, either.

As for the book... maybe a big blank one, and a pen, and I could try writing my own stories.

[bothbarrels]

Oh, really? I didn't know you liked to write.

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I've never tried it, but I can't think of a book I'd want to read over and over and over. Might be more fun to try my hand at it instead.

[bothbarrels]

Makes sense to me.

[ And then it's his turn once more. ]

And, truth again.

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Truth... if you could have any superpower, what would it be and why?

[bothbarrels]

Invisibility.

For the obvious reasons, as a sniper. Make my job 100% easier.

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Catch: you have to be naked because it doesn't affect your clothes. Still want it?

[bothbarrels]

[ North snickers. ]

I've thought this one through, my friend. Yes, I do.

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Alright, I guess a naked sniper doesn't have to worry about cqb. I'll take it.

Truth.

[bothbarrels]

[ North thinks again. He's starting to run out of his standard questions. ]

Is there anything about yourself that you'd change if you could? Just like, wave a magic wand and it'd be better?

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[ That's. An excellent question. York knows the answer, he thinks... but doesn't really want to share it. ]

...dare.

[bothbarrels]

Oh-ho-ho, okay.

[ Touched a nerve there, apparently. He thinks for a moment. Normally this one was done with alcohol, but they don't want to waste any of that. ]

Pour a glass of water on your own head.

Oh, and you can't fix your hair afterwards.

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I can't fix my hair? Low blow, North.

[ He does happen to have a water bottle on his nightstand, and grabs for it, standing up and heading for the bathroom so he doesn't make a mess in here. ]

You want to watch?

[bothbarrels]

Of course.

[ He follows York, then stands in the doorway, arms folded, leaning on one doorjamb. ]