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Adia Costas ([personal profile] chiron_survivor) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings2017-03-06 09:04 pm

Now you're just somebody that I used to know.

Adia is sitting at a computer terminal in the Plaza with a pint of cookie dough ice cream and a carton of boxed wine, watching cute animal videos online and occasionally wiping at her red-rimmed eyes with the back of her hand.

It's every bad break-up cliché, but Adia does not care. After recently experiencing the (second) worst day of life, she needs a break. And unfortunately, the only place she can get that is the Nexus.

She clicks on a thumbnail of a hamster eating a tiny burrito and takes a swig of wine while it loads. "How do you get over someone," she asks the Nexus unhappily, "When they've clearly gotten over you?"
protolawyer: (Relax)

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-07 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Can I sit?" He's gonna go about this as delicately as he can. He's gotta. Keep it diplomatic. He points out a seat close to where Aida's parked before slipping into it and settling with the chair turned around, elbows resting on the backrest. Fingers still steepled, he taps them against his lips as he juggles the options.

"...I know I'm a great catch." There, nothing like confidence to get the ball rolling. "And I know that you know that last time was a fucked-up fluke involving a tree slank with poison candy. But I get that that doesn't make the rejection that any less real or painful, okay. I get it. So if you wanna, like..." He rolls his hands around one another, a gesture of forward motion. "Hash this out and keep being pals after it's done, I'm cool. I'm so down for that."
protolawyer: (Really?)

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-07 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
His attempt at a sympathetic smile freezes for a few seconds before his brow creases in confusion.

"Huh. Who the hell is-...OH. RIGHT. Riiiight."

He's kind of relieved when she says this is something else entirely because asking him to be careful with others' emotions isn't...really. His talent. At all. He can talk and litigate like no one's business, but actually being genuine and talking about feelings? Okay, abort mission, it's all good in this hood. Shark cough into a fist instead before picking back up.

"Okay! So you found your old clone boyfriend? Awesome! But heeeeee obviously blew you off! Cool! Great! You want Neirin to go punch his ticket for you? Also, I'm not available for rebound regardless. Sorry." Ego unchecked.
protolawyer: (Bored)

TREE SKANK got me to hoot

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-07 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
For what it's worth, Shark is totally used to being a target of anger and will never take it personal. It's his job to piss people off. Well, kinda. Maybe just a vocational bonus.

"Okay, we're gonna skirt past the whole baby-crying part because that didn't happen, but yes. How'd you even find him again? Just stumble across him in the colony you live in? Was it even him or just the same model?"
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[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-08 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Oh shit. Interrogation. That's...serious. And bombing? What the hell is going on over there? This gets mentally filed away for now though; Shark has to focus on talking about feelings still, even if they're not as immediate and extreme as the ones he assumed at the start.

"And did he say anything else? Or did you approach him? Or did he just breeze off after all that."
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[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-14 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wow. Harsh." Shark sighs and scratches at one side of his jaw as he tries to imagine the scene. "Guess that's as clear of an answer that you're ever gonna get, huh. I mean, regarding hooking back up with the guy.

"But uh, hey. Onto bigger and better, right? Was the guy even a good lay? Now you can consider this a closed chapter and get crazy. Spring break style. The world's your oyster and so are all the hot guys out there. Girls too, if you're into it." A pause and then a furtive adding of, "Or in-betweens, cuz I guess that's a thing now too."
protolawyer: (Relax)

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-15 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Aw fuck, are you meaning to tell me your current squeeze is in on all this crazy rebellion shit? Adia, sweetheart, you are NEVER gonna get laid like this. Those guys are high on their own fumes 24/7; they see their dick get hard and they don't know what it means. But I'm sure it'll remind them to rant about seizing the means of production and toppling the bourgie or some other lame NOT boning response.

"You and me, kiddo, we gotta go out one of these nights. Get crazy. Find you someone hot to shack up with. I got connections, I got call girls. You into Draken? Once you go Draken, man..."
protolawyer: (Tongue)

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-21 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"This guy sounds like a bigger hassle than he's worth. Are you even on board with his politics? I would think a smart kid like you would just keep her head down and be thankful she's got a job and a place to sleep. Resistance re-shmish-tance."

As far as the second question, Shark holds up a finger while he pulls out his datachron and fiddles with a few folders and files. There's a moment where his eyes flit up towards Adia, then back down to the image he's pulled up. And then he uses thumb and forefinger to crop it differently. THEN he hands it over. The picture is a purple-skinned woman with red hair and a pair of long curved horns on her head. Her shoulders appear to have scales and and she ALSO appears to be not wearing much. The picture is zoomed in on just shoulders up, though. Something Shark had to do manually. Adia can surely assume what the full image must look like. Or she can just use her fingers on it like a tablet and see for herself, if the drunken whim takes her.
protolawyer: (Tongue)

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-22 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Adia at least now knows what draken bap looks like. And the lady had some NICE ones too. Can't deny that. Shark takes the datachron back, unfazed with inadvertently showing his friend a nude, tapping the image away. "Oh yeah, the dudes are HUGE. And angry. I'm not into it, but I respect people that are. Neirin's banged a couple if you want a trip report on how that goes."

Talking about hot aliens and having sex with hot aliens is WAY better than talking about rebellions and oppressive work environments.
protolawyer: (Bored)

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-22 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Dude, Neirin fucks just about everything. He's not shy about it either. I could call him right now and he'd tell you all about the latest dick he just sucked. He's just one chill, horny mordesh. He used to run with cartels, right? Before I hired him. And even there, he had a reputation as some kind of boner whisperer. Hang on, I'm gonna call him."

Oh no, he's already tapping Neirin's contact on his datachron. Oh no.
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[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-22 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Too late!" He even arches away from Adia to make sure she can't stop him or slap the datachron out of his hands. It's only a few seconds before a little blue-tinted hovering screen pops up with Neirin's face. He looks to have been in the middle of eating a slice of pizza, clad in a simple wifebeater and a short-haired orange cat lounging on the backrest behind him.

"Hey, Boss."

"Hey, I was just telling Adia about how you're the BJ King. You wanna elaborate?"

"Dude, fuck yooooou." Neirin takes a bite of pizza and then speaks around the mouthful. "I am though." The cat reaches a paw at that slice in the mordesh's hand, which gets nudged away. Shark, meanwhile, cackles.
protolawyer: (Bored)

[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-22 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Neirin's gives Shark a wide-eyed, exaggerated look of accusation and asks loudly, "YEAH, SHARK! WHY DO YOU KNOW THE BJ LORD?!" The cat doesn't care for this increase in volume and gives a creaky meow in protest.

Shark scratches one side of his nose as he huffs in response. "Well, he's not super good at making it private in the first place. But I can promise you on a stack of corporate handbooks that Neirin sure as hell isn't sucking my dick any time soon or ever." Neirin snorts loudly in amusement at this statement, but shortly tries to sober up and frown while holding up a single finger.

"Aw man, Boss, that's not fair. I don't tell you or anyone about the ones who wanna stay secret. I just don't mind being honest about boning. It's healthy. And fun."
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[personal profile] protolawyer 2017-03-23 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"BOSS! YOU'RE MAKING HER UNCOMFORTABLE!" Neirin looks upset about this, even setting down his pizza to say it. "Why you dragging her into sex talks if she's not on board?! What the hell. You're being gross and mean."

Shark puts a hand on his chest, loudly protesting, "I'm just trying to get her mind off of her shitty ex! I'm not creeping, I'm being a pal! Pals can talk about sex!"

The cat has descended upon the unguarded pizza. He's already chomping on it. Victory tastes sweet.

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