REBEL CONTACT

[interstellarnpcs]

SHEP

GOLD

SILVER

Comments

[eba02]

Their situation.

[Clarify, please.]

[The asshole comment goes unremarked upon. There's a reason he'd been mostly talking with Gold before this, after all.]

[interstellarebels]

Their life. You know, the secret one I can't tell you about? It's tied up in all of this. Just like everything is.

I don't know how I can tell you more than that. It's complicated, and it's not my story.

[eba02]

[It's not the answer he wants. Then again, he hasn't really had many of those during this conversation, so it's par for the course.]

[He needs to make a decision, and it's hard to do without more information, which is exactly what he's not going to get. Of course.]

[He takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. One day at a time is gonna be the best he can do, isn't it - at least until he knows more. If he ever knows more.]

You got a spare communicator on you?

[interstellarebels]

Yeah.

[That hangs in the air for a while, Silver apparently having accepted that tense silence is how it's going to be.]

I can get you one.

[eba02]

Good. That'd be hard to explain otherwise.

[He lets the conversation lapse again for a few moments, taking in the music of the city.]

So. Now what?

[interstellarebels]

You go back to your home base and make some decisions, I guess.

[eba02]

Already made 'em.

[It takes saying it aloud to make it real, but...yeah, he's already decided what he's doing.]

Nobody without music sense or music magic is gonna be able to tell what Gold did. Now that you're on to 'em, they're probably not gonna go after me again. And...well, we got rough odds already. The last thing I wanna do is make 'em worse.

I can't promise it'll never come up, but I'm not gonna start a witch hunt either.

[interstellarebels]

[There's a long moment of pause, as if Silver is processing that. When they eventually speak, it is genuine.]

Right.

...

Thanks.

[eba02]

[He's still not sure it's the right decision. Hell, he's not sure there is a right decision here - but it's not like he gets the choice to abstain.]

...yeah.

[He has a lot of thinking to do, and while he can't start it here, he does let that lull stretch on a little longer.]

I guess I can't call you- when an' where do I meet you to get the new communicator?

[interstellarebels]

Nah. Got one on my bike.

[They get up without another word and wearily trudge outside to get a communicator. What a day.]

[eba02]

[He gets to his feet and waits for Silver to come back. What a day, indeed.]