Oh God, don't apologise. [ If Apollo's words are muffled it's because he's got a hand on his face, quietly despairing. ] This must be fucking awful for you.
That didn't stop you from pulling me out of a funk when Andrew left. You knew damn well I wanted to be left alone, but you wouldn't--because you knew I wasn't in a good place.
[Maybe he shouldn't be saying this in front of Apollo, but Archie needs the sense smacked into him more than M wants to avoid the potential awkward this conversation will bring with his partner later.]
Archie, when you care about other people as much as you do, you really ought to expect that to turn back around on you.
[ LOOK as long as he wasn't pulling M out of his funk by his dick then it's very much okay ]
Do you want to come over? We're just watching crappy reality shows, but it's mindless and distracting...
[ Things Apollo very pointedly isn't offering by way of help: booze and violence. Because he gets the distinct feeling that Archie's probably taken part in wayyyyyy too much of both lately. ]
[he's... noooot entirely comfortable with that offer, but... there's a part of him that really, really want the company, no matter how he feels right now.]
[and a few moments later, he's in the hallway. fully dressed, though in just sweats and a tshirt, wondering what he's doing. not in a bad way-- it's more of the general existential malaise that settles into imPorts that've been around long enough. doubtless m knows it well.
he's a little hesitant, like it's his first time visiting and he stops when he sees fubuki.]
Ah... long time no see. [to everyone present, really.] She's settled okay.
[Upon seeing Archie, Fubuki jumps off the couch to rub herself up against his thighs. She remembers you.]
After a few months of D and Pancho pestering her she came out of her shell. She's still a bit shy, but I'm pretty sure that's all her personality at this point.
[He doesn't comment on his appearance. There's nothing else to say that Apollo hadn't already said.]
[For his part, he lets Apollo fuss and scooches over for Archie (and Fubuki) to take a seat. Fubuki, for her part, follows Archie towards the couch before leaping onto it like the queen she is and placing her head in his lap.
[ Which isn't a great idea really considering that Apollo hasn't made anyone coffee in years, let alone a mochafrappasomething-and-whatever, but HE'S GONNA GIVE IT A GO ]
You two talk amongst yourselves for a bit, all right?
[ Excuse him, he's going to go and rummage in the kitchen. ]
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[ For a given value of fine, probably ]
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[He wants to say that he came back twice, but he knows damn well how he died both of those times, and would rather not bring it up right now.]
Give it a few more days, Archie.
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[not that there was... really any other way to.]
Just... it'll work out. I think. Don't worry about me.
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Talk to us, we're here for you.
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[Maybe he shouldn't be saying this in front of Apollo, but Archie needs the sense smacked into him more than M wants to avoid the potential awkward this conversation will bring with his partner later.]
Archie, when you care about other people as much as you do, you really ought to expect that to turn back around on you.
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[m: the ideal man? we been knew.]
What do I do?
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Do you want to come over? We're just watching crappy reality shows, but it's mindless and distracting...
[ Things Apollo very pointedly isn't offering by way of help: booze and violence. Because he gets the distinct feeling that Archie's probably taken part in wayyyyyy too much of both lately. ]
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If that's alright...
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Of course it's all right. We'll even let you pick the show.
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Okay, okay... lemme just... get changed and I'll door over... [oh the wonders of having a key to the apartment.]
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Door's always open for you, Arch. Beer will be waiting if you want one.
[And if he doesn't, there won't be any sitting around.]
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he's a little hesitant, like it's his first time visiting and he stops when he sees fubuki.]
Ah... long time no see. [to everyone present, really.] She's settled okay.
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Hey. You look good for a man who's been shot.
[ WHAT HAPPENED THERE, ARCHIE ]
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After a few months of D and Pancho pestering her she came out of her shell. She's still a bit shy, but I'm pretty sure that's all her personality at this point.
[He doesn't comment on his appearance. There's nothing else to say that Apollo hadn't already said.]
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Ah, D comin' through as always. [tilting his head lightly:] Nanites and other healin'. Does wonders, but it still hurts.
[that's not what apollo is asking and he knows it.]
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Sit down, sit down, [ He rests a warm, broad hand on Archie's shoulder and steers the man over to the couch, shoving him gently down next to M. ]
Relax. Hug the tiger. Do you want coffee?
[ He's fussing like an old woman! He knows he is! But he doesn't care! Sometimes fuss is warranted in times like these!!! ]
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[For his part, he lets Apollo fuss and scooches over for Archie (and Fubuki) to take a seat. Fubuki, for her part, follows Archie towards the couch before leaping onto it like the queen she is and placing her head in his lap.
M pats Archie's back, rubbing it reassuringly.]
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Please. You got some disgusting sugary monstrosity?
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[ Which isn't a great idea really considering that Apollo hasn't made anyone coffee in years, let alone a mochafrappasomething-and-whatever, but HE'S GONNA GIVE IT A GO ]
You two talk amongst yourselves for a bit, all right?
[ Excuse him, he's going to go and rummage in the kitchen. ]
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You know all he's going to succeed in is blowing up my kitchen, right?
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[sorry, m.]
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You're lucky I like you, you know.