2015-08-02

suitably_heroic: (dsp: really?)
2015-08-02 08:41 pm

MCA #4, Sunday Evening

'Hang out with Sparkle and then fix the Hawk in the morning'-time had seemed like a spectacular idea when Atton had set the Hawk down on top of the MCA. And frankly, it still seemed like a fantastic idea, if simply to dispel the cloud of anger (and the old, familiar desire to make something hurt) that kept hanging around his head. He might scoff at a lot of Jedi stuff, but he knew, deep down, that this thing wasn't good.

So, yeah, that had seemed like a great idea.

Then he made the mistake of wandering into his bedroom and picking up his comlink and--

"Was it really necessary to leave me 67 messages? Do you have a crush on me, Mical? Is that what this is about?"

"Where in space were you all week, Atton? We could have used you--"

"--I'm fine now, thanks for asking--"

"--and will most certainly need you this coming week--"

"--will you just give me 24 standard hours--"

"--just disappearing off the map--"

"--I'm hanging up!"

He did.

Fantastic. That was exactly what he needed after the past week: Mical making him run through every mission ever. Well, he was taking those 24 standard hours, whether Mical liked it or not.

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