suitably_heroic | A Medical Facility, Manaan, Monday Fandom Time

"I can't believe he actually has friends," Mira muttered. "I mean, I know some of you saw one, but I'm still pretty sure that was just a vivid hallucination."

Mical plucked the comlink out of her hands. "He does," he said, "and I have just notified them of his present state. It is a shame we couldn't recover this earlier; I can only imagine they have been worried."

Mira rolled her eyes at him.

"... all right, he is overly abrasive," Mical allowed. "But he took a beating because we could not exercise patience." He looked up towards the kolto tank that still held Atton's now largely-healed body. Unfortunately, they had not been in time, and some of the scars that loomed large across the man's torso and arms were... ugly.

At least they had been received well here in Ahto City. It made things easier - and gave them a chance to consider the future.

"They're planning to take him out in about ten minutes," Mira said, hopping off the cabinet she'd been sitting on. "Do you wanna be here when he gets out? Because I don't. Someone's going to have to tell him about Meetra."

"True," Mical said. "Perhaps we'll be lucky and he will take it with grace..."

"I wouldn't count on it," she said, strolling past him and out of the room.

He blew out a sigh and turned back towards the tank. "I suppose I will be here, then..."

[[ for those who know who they are - and a little bit of ocd ]]

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"Ugh is about right," Atton said. "Space, I hate kolto baths. Never had one this long before, either."

"Beats the alternative," Cade said.

This would not be the appropriate time to admit he'd almost let himself die back on Malachor.

... Actually, it was Cade. There'd never be an appropriate time.

So Atton just shrugged. "Sure," he said, "but it's still a pain in the ass."

"And everywhere else," Cade said, "judging by the look of you."

"Hey, I still have all my limbs," Atton said, holding his arms up as proof. "That's a pretty good thing, right?"

"Compared to my relatives, it's pretty karking amazing," Cade admitted.

"So there you go," Atton said. A beat. "...Did you find my stash?"

Cade nodded. "Offered some to Sia, too. She didn't take me up on it."

Probably because it was about 10:30, Cade.

"Should've left a bottle at her place," Atton said. "She'd have gotten to it eventually."

"Yeah, but that would have involved effort."

So no.

"You're all heart, Cade," Atton said dryly.

"If I decided that particular moment to be nice, she'd think I'd poisoned her drink or something," Cade replied.

"Easy for you to say," Atton said lightly. "Did I miss anything?"

Not that he cared.

Cade shrugged. "Not really. More interested in what you were up to."

"Hanging out on Malachor V, fighting Sith Lords," Atton said. "You know, the usual."

"How is that the usual?" Cade retorted, pointing to a pair of uncomfortable medical bay chairs. "Sit down before you fall down."

It was amazing that Cade hadn't used his healing powers to get into medicine, wasn't it?

"I'm not going to let you order me around," Atton retorted. And he didn't feel that weak.

... He probably would again in five minutes. "And it's pretty much 'the usual' for the way the past few weeks have been."

"You need better friends," Cade, the guy who had just planned to get something pierced and tattooed with Sparkle on a planet he'd never been to in his life, declared.

"Yeah," Atton said, giving him a pointed look. "I think that every day. Wonder why."

"Probably because you just woke up naked floating in whatever gunk came before bacta," Cade said helpfully.

"No, probably because they called my friends, and you showed up," Atton said, rolling his eyes. "I mean, how long is it since the last time you did something stupid?"

"Other than planning to get a tattoo with Sparkle about ten minutes ago?"

"That'll end well," Atton said dryly.

"We're going to get 'Atton Rand is a fucking idiot' but I don't think our asses are big enough."

Thanks, Cade.

"You want to get my name on your ass that badly?" Atton said. "Sorry, but I'm still not interested."

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