✘ o9 ;;

[decrypts]

[ if there's one person that has something of a habit of making grand entrances to the plane, it's this guy. first, it was hitting the ground running from an angry orange alien, and this time, he'll just be rolling in on a desk chair at a pretty high velocity, probably close to toppling ass over teacup the moment he loses any semblance of his balance, and it will be just one more instance of falling on his ass in this place that he can add to the list.

at least he's in his armor. that oughta soften the blow a little.

and anything is better than floating around in space after having nearly been blown the fuck up just because someone had neglected to tell him that the director had his own course of action should he not be able to take care of a little security bypass. that hadn't been giving him any trouble. at all. thank you, delta.

who is, of course, already bombarding him with questions in the back of his mind, and could somebody get york an aspirin, or something? he feels one hell of a headache coming on.

his chair slowly rolls to a stop, and he slumps over, elbows braced on his knees as he silently takes stock of himself. nothing hurts, his armor is intact, there's an annoying buzzing inside his head that is still finding ways to explain why it hadn't felt the need to let a certain somebody in on the fact that the director had a giant fucking laser pointed at his location for the entire duration of his mission … eh, par for the course. ]

Agent York, are you listening?

Tryin' not to, D … haven't quite worked on tunin' you out yet. Gimme a bit, and I'll have it down pat.

[ oi. ]

( ooc: this would be york's canon bump! which means he now has a certain cockbite of an ai with him, and we pre-emptively apologize for him. in entirety. )

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[fallbythesword]

[Little bit of both, honestly. Jacqli doesn't laugh, ever - and this is more than she's laughed in... probably centuries. Eheh...

And maybe she will think about doing it more often, if he thinks about making it happen more often. If anyone could do it, it's probably him.]

Betrayal hardly needs to be programmed. It's usually a side effect of thinking things through in whatever particular way it happens. [Beat.] Which means it wasn't his intention, at least. Though the sooner you can get out of space, the better.

[Where is her popcorn? This has all the promise of a fun show.]

[decrypts]

[ more than she's laughed in centuries, huh? well, he'll consider that a nice little accomplishment. even if it's at his own expense. and he kind of wants to throttle something that doesn't have a corporeal form.

maybe he can figure out a way to scramble delta's coding a little. that could prove interesting …

he gives jacqli a bit of a side-eye at that comment. ] Are you defendin' him?

[ girlfriend. y. y u betray him like that.

but then … ] Of course it was not my intention. I have been trying to explain that to him since it happened. He will not believe me.

[ because he's butthurt about it, you dick. ]

[fallbythesword]

[omg York stop accusing people of betraying you the world is not out to get you, geez... so paranoid... lolol she's snickering on the inside]

I'm not defending anyone. All I said was that you don't have to program betrayal.

[Shrug~~]

You two are going to get along well. I'm calling it now.

[decrypts]

[ hey, he's the one questioning what's going on in the project, you know. it's in his nature to question. and maybe be a little bit paranoid.

he makes a face at her, squinting just enough to show that he doesn't really believe her, and then he's letting it go with a dismissive wave of a hand. bah, so what if his lady and his stupid ai are conspiring against him … maybe this will end up being interesting. ]

Oh, yeah, sure … when pigs fly. [ oink oink, flap flap. :| ]

[fallbythesword]

[Point! She would be proud of you for using your brain, you know. ♥]

How do you know that in my world, they don't?

[trolololol...]

[decrypts]

[ that means he deserves a cookie, right. he likes cookies.

… woman don't you even start with him. ]

Do they?

[ you little absolute bullshitter, you. ]

[fallbythesword]

[She'll bring you a funbun. Will that work well enough?]

No, of course not.

[She catches the corner of her bottom lip between her teeth. She's trying so hard not to crack a smile!]

[decrypts]

[ maybe.

he'll have to sample it first.

he'll get back to you.

meanwhile – squiiiiiiiint!!! ]

Have I told you lately how full of it you are? Because you. Are. Full of it.

[fallbythesword]

[Of course you'll like it. Just don't get too attached, the really good, authentic ones are rare. Much to her dismay.]

I could say the same for you, you know.

[decrypts]

[ of course the good ones are rare. that's pretty much the story of his life. ]

I'm pretty sure you have, if not recently.