VI

[foreverphantom]

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[doublefists]

[ she'll come join him, after a bit. offer him some of her drink, even, before leaning against the railing too. ]

Hey.

[foreverphantom]

[ looks over and raises an eyebrow at the drink

what is it? ]

[doublefists]

[ like probably straight up whiskey tbh ]

[foreverphantom]

...pass. Not right now.

[doublefists]

Suit yourself. [ takes a drink. ]

You okay?

[foreverphantom]

Mmm. Had too much at the party the other day. Not really in the mood for alcohol again just yet.

[ beat. ]

Oh, you meant about the murder.

[doublefists]

[ snorts. ]

I meant in general. But that gives me a decent idea.

[foreverphantom]

It does?

[doublefists]

Yeah, of how you're doing? Not terribly, apparently.

[foreverphantom]

Yeah, well. I barely got to know the guy. And the impression I got wasn't great. So I'm not exactly torn up about it.

[doublefists]

Maybe if you didn't punch the guy immediately without warning things would've gone better.

[ dryly. ]

[foreverphantom]

He called me Danny Boy. That bridge was already burnt either way.

[doublefists]

What's wrong with that?

[foreverphantom]

I'm not Danny. And I'm not a boy.

[doublefists]

[ nimona voice ]

Okay. And he was supposed to know that how, and also, if I remember right, you asked him what your nickname was going to be? While he was probably cursed?

[foreverphantom]

I--I didn't think he was going to say that!

[doublefists]

That doesn't change what I just said.

[ takes a drink. ]

[foreverphantom]

[ huffs and goes back to resting his chin on his arms along the railing, almost pouting ]

...yeah, I know.

[doublefists]

[ nudges him with her elbow, just once, but she eases back on the railing. ]

You really gotta make yourself less of a target, bud, I don't want to see you get thrown into the trash compactor. [ ... ] Danny's really that bad?

[foreverphantom]

[ looks over at her...and huffs a little at the trash compactor idea. then looks back over the runway ]

...I've got history with it. The name.

[doublefists]

[ it's affection week, so she scoots closer, and rests her arm against his. ]

Wanna tell me about it? You don't have to.

[foreverphantom]

[ bro the party was so crazy i forgot about we still had an effect

because it's affection week, he allows it ]

..."Danny" is the name of the kid that I look like. I was pulled into our last round of murder by accident--I think they meant to grab him but got me instead. And I pretended to be him last time too.

[doublefists]

[ bro mood i feel that ]

... Huh. [ she glances at him, and then slides down to copy his pose, arms folded on the railing, chin resting on top of her arms. the booze hangs lazily from her fingertips. ]

But you're not him. You're your own person. I'd be pissed too.

[foreverphantom]

...yeah. I am.

[ pissed, or his own person? you decide! ]

[doublefists]

[ he can be both!! vi sure is, all the time. ]

It's not a bad thing. But quit punching people as a first resort. I'm gonna start knocking your ass out if you don't stop picking fights.