forget your lust for the rich man's gold

[ruinously]

CHARACTERS: Dean Winchester ruinously, Raleigh Becket unbreachable, and YOU
LOCATION: All over the station
DATE: Post mission
CONTENT: Catchall stuff for April!
WARNINGS: Mentions of hell, PTSD, radiation sickness, cancer, death. Will notify in subject lines@



prompts will go below in the comments! hmu at pincurls if you want something specific, or just throw some spaghetti at the wall and we'll see what sticks.

Comments

[unbreachable]

Thanks, man.

[ He's still out of breath, leaning a little on the staff before pushing off. Been a while since he's actually focused on training. These mission take up a lot of energy - in every possible way. ]

Yeah, kind of an insomniac. Figured I'd try to wear myself out.

[spacedisaster]

Ah, I know how that is. The last mission has been rough as well. [ Between the mess that was Scorpion's Bend a few months ago and later the worry that Finn, Daisy, and the others would get executed before they had the chance to be rescued, Peter has been on edge. He's always been better at focusing on other people's problems than his own, so he offers. ] If you feel like talking about it...

[ He is here to listen. And if Raleigh doesn't want to share his thoughts at all, that is fine by him too. Peter looks at the wooden stick he's holding, not familiar with what the hanbō is as a training weapon but curious. ]

I don't suppose you'd be willing to teach a fellow orber who also can't sleep? I usually use my blasters, but hand-to-hand hand-combat is more useful to burn out the extra energy.  You move really elegantly with that thing.

[unbreachable]

It really was.

[ The whole...jailbreak thing, staying behind and helping people, it had been a lot.

Plus the whole heaven and hell thing, then showing back up here and feeling like shit again. Not great. ]

Yeah man, of course. I'd be happy to. [ He gestures - there's a second one leaning against the wall - he'd been hoping that someone would show up. ]