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[Video clicks on, and it's... Barron? Probably? He's standing in one of the corridors in the Barge and looking sort of bemused.]

Comrades, I realise this probably seems like a strange thing to need help with, but I'm just...

[He turns around, staring off down the corridor, with an expression of increasingly dismayed puzzlement on his face.]

All of these corridors look the same, and I don't... I don't remember which direction I was coming from. Or where... any of the things that I know are here are...

[Prefect and Barron had a FULL BODYSWAP, which means Prefect gets Barron's body, and his tragically swiss cheesed version of a memory. He doesn't actually remember that he's not supposed to look like this.]

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Prefect, I'll admit to you without a moment's hesitation that every Kirk, Xavier-- hell, each TX and Nygma-- is more deserving to be here than I am. That things are as good as they could be. I just think the whole damn thing is pointless. I oughtn't be here.

[He grinds his teeth a moment, shakes his head.

Then he takes Prefect by Baron's collar, tugs him in, and kisses him decisively.

And a bit more.

And lets him loose.]

Did you want something to eat?

[There's a half a second before Stildyne's hand is on his collar where Prefect tries to explain again. He wants the other man to stop believing that believing in people is pointless, because that was him. Maybe he wasn't one of the mass murderers or one of the braggarts, but he had barely been human. People who'd tried to be his friends back then, he'd treated like customers or like products. He'd sold weapons, what he'd done to the Marquis alone...

He wants Stildyne not to talk like there's some kind of insurmountable wall between bad and good, or bad and worse. He wants him not to talk about the Barge like it's a lost cause. So he speaks forcefully:]

Comrade, this place--

[--saved me.

But he doesn't get to finish, and that's how his mouth ends up being open when Stildyne pulls him forward onto his lips.

Stildyne is kissing him. And Prefect can count how many people he's kissed in his life on one hand, and it's damp and still weird feeling (it's always weird feeling), and he can feel his heart hammering in his chest like a birds wings against the bars of a cage.

And a bit more.

And then he's let loose.

His face isn't just tinged with pink, it's flushed red with heat, and he brings a hand up to wipe his mouth and shakes his head quickly. He'll be able to formulate words in a moment.]

Gin from the pub, maybe?

[His face has gone all distant and impassive. If Prefect remembers this it'll be a good vector gone bad, but that's life.]

You'll need to eat, of course.

[Well, this is veering very swiftly from surprising and inconsiderate but not unfriendly, into... something else.

He tries to formulate words, and succeeds in making an uncomfortable little noise that sounds a bit like an injured duck.

Wait. Just give him a minute. Words. He'll get words back soon.]

Edited 2012-07-18 01:18 (UTC)

...Comrade, I'm sorry. Want someone else on food delivery?

[It takes him a moment, but... actually, when he speaks, he does sound kind of angry.]

If I want food I'll go get it myself, Comrade.

[He's hardly going to pretend he didn't buy and pay for that anger, so.]

Fair enough. Please look after yourself, while the flood's on. And after.

Because people might take advantage of the fact that I'm vulnerable right now.

[And... yep, that part was snapped. It's not so much the kissing that's got him as it is... the fact that he's managed to connect the kissing to everything Stildyne just said about him needing to be careful because of all the things that everyone else will do.]

Moreso than they already have, possibly.

[His gaze doesn't waver. He's ashamed, certainly, but he's not going to make a production of it.]

[Prefect doesn't un-tense. He waits for a moment, like the last apology didn't quite sink in and he's expecting another one. Then, fairly abruptly, he closes the door in Stildyne's face.]

[He half hopes that Prefect forgets all of it.

Though he's having difficulty telling himself that he'd be able to with any success.

And leaves.]

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