Manhattan Portalocity Station and Beyond, Wednesday Afternoon

[suitably_heroic]

Coming here always made Jack restless - maybe because half the time, he was picking someone up from a different place and a different life, and as much as he was trying to do the healthy thing and not let the whole two-worlds-two-lives thing mess with his head, it still made him jittery.

Anyway.

It was just Cade. What was the worst that could happen?

(Probably a lot.)

He waited outside the station, wearing a jacket and hoodie and jeans and, probably, looking more genuinely relaxed than Cade had ever seen him. Even with the jitters. Even with the way his foot kept jumping.

Space. This was probably a bad idea...

[[ for that guy ]]

Comments

[suitably_heroic]

"So does our mayor," Atton said dryly. He shook his head. "Anyway, let's not talk local politics, or I'm going to have to go throw up and then maybe head down to Midtown with some eggs. How've you been, Hutts aside?"

[shutupandkillsomething]

"Busy," Cade said. "Bounty hunting's a great way to see the galaxy and get paid. Well, mostly get paid."

[suitably_heroic]

"Yeah, smuggling was like that too," said Atton, with a fond nostalgia. "You see anything particularly weird lately?"

[shutupandkillsomething]

"Other than the inside of a Hutt holding cell, which wasn't weird, just disgusting?" Cade frowned. "I had to go to Lotho Minor for some ship parts. That place is always weird."

[suitably_heroic]

"Lotho Minor," Atton said, his brow creasing as he tried to remember-- "Wait, isn't that a garbage dump?"

Literally.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"We needed discount repairs," Cade explained.

[suitably_heroic]

"That bad of a bounty streak, huh?"

They walked up to a small Mexican place, buried at the bottom level of a building. Atton nodded at the stairs before heading down.

[shutupandkillsomething]

Cade shrugged. "It happens."

Plus death sticks were expensive, but ANYWAY.

"Ooh. Tacos?"

[suitably_heroic]

"Tacos," Atton agreed, pushing his way into the Mexican place. "This is going to be dinner, probably. I think Dane's grabbing something fast on the way to work."

He nodded towards an empty seat. "Hope you haven't forgotten about Earth chillies."

[shutupandkillsomething]

"I remember them fondly," Cade said with a grin and a stunning lack of knowledge about the difference between his 18 year old stomach and now.

[suitably_heroic]

And so, Atton sat down. "I don't know if those are going to be famous last words or not."

[shutupandkillsomething]

"I make amazing decisions."

Hardly ever!

[suitably_heroic]

"Sure, that's why you're crashing in my spare bedroom while running from the Hutts," Atton replied, and looked up at the menu.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"I could've crashed somewhere else," Cade insisted. "I didn't have to be here."

[suitably_heroic]

"I feel like you're focusing on the wrong part of the sentence," Atton pointed out, and then looked at him, and added, more sincere, "Anyway, I'm glad you're here."

He resisted the urge to tack on a 'or whatever'.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"It hasn't be terrible so far," Cade agreed with a grin.

[suitably_heroic]

"Well, you've been here for like five seconds and you haven't seen my tiny apartment yet, which somehow is host to an endless supply of duplicating socks and magazines."

It had been weird finding out he was comparatively neat.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"I'm not gonna have to sleep on the socks, right?" Cade checked. "Otherwise, I don't care."

[suitably_heroic]

"Nah, you just get the room with all the instruments," Atton said. "It's about the size of a closet, which out here is considered comfy."

He gave a little wave to passing staff.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"I normally sleep on a ship, so this will be fine," Cade said. "The chance id waking up because someone is shooting at me us probably lower, too."

[suitably_heroic]

"In our neighborhood, practically nonexistant," Atton said. And then he turned to the server and ordered a couple of tacos. "Honestly, you're going to be bored out of your skull," he added, when he was done.

[shutupandkillsomething]

"Sounds like it," Cade agreed. "Why'd you move here?"

[suitably_heroic]

"Originally?" Atton asked, as the server walked away. "I was hurting - a big, stoic, manly kind of hurting - and recently set free from therapy, and any big Earth city would do. Easy to get lost in, without the threat of some Hutt shooting you down or random Sith lords popping up out of the woodwork."

He shrugged. "Then I started meeting people," he said. "Dane needed a place to crash and I didn't mind having somewhere quiet to touch down every now and again, so..."

[shutupandkillsomething]

"Now you live in mid-sized town on a backwater planet," Cade teased. "But at least it has tacos."

[suitably_heroic]

"Pretty great food culture in general," Atton said. "I know a few places down in Chinatown that would really burn your face off, just in case you really do get bored."

He looked past Cade at the wall for a second. "Personally, I've had enough adrenaline for a lifetime or three."