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Back on Base [Oct. 30th, 2008|04:20 pm]
The Special Hell (Firefly/SGA Universe)

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Sheppard had a couple of hours before he was officially back on duty, but he would be the first to admit that it was good to be back in uniform. It had been a very long two weeks.

And before he began running the joint, again, he needed to check in with the person who had landed him in all this hot water (outside of himself, whom he had already dealt with).

Which is why he's nodding to the guards outside of Mia's quarters and knocking on her door...
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-10-31 02:09 am (UTC)
Mia's been working on specifics of a trade deal with Weir and her people. Sometimes that means trying to compare some differences between her technology and theirs or to see if they're compatible. When there's a knock on her door, she looks up in some surprise, as she doesn't really get that many visitors. "Come in," she says as she gets up and starts to head for the door anyway.
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-10-31 02:14 am (UTC)
John nods tot he guards again, as he waves his hand over the door mechanism and steps inside, hands stuffed in his pockets. He glances around at the basic decor of the guest quarters as the door closes behind him, before turning to look at Mia.

He offers a smile, fully expecting her to punch him or something. Hell, he deserved it.

"Hi."

Edited at 2008-10-31 02:14 am (UTC)
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-10-31 02:26 am (UTC)
Mia has no idea why he's here. At least, now, after disappearing for two weeks.

She raises an eyebrow as part of her greeting. "Hi." She seems vaguely amused for some reason, even down to the raised eyebrow.
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-10-31 02:28 am (UTC)
Okay, so no punch. Not yet at any rate, which is good.

"We, uh...we need to talk, I'm thinking."
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-10-31 02:32 am (UTC)
There's a pause. Why does it sound like there's some serious issue she's a part of? She met him two weeks ago for maybe a couple of hours at most. She's torn now between looking amused and confused.

"...Okay..." she prompts him to go on. "You could start with where you disappeared to a couple weeks ago." Because that so wasn't strange.
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-10-31 12:32 pm (UTC)
The smile he gives her is tight, slightly humourless.

"Vacation. But that isn't the point of this discussion," he replied. "No, what we need to talk about is what happened. I, uh...I came to apologize."
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-10-31 06:37 pm (UTC)
Her eyebrows raise to her hairline. "Really now." She sounds very interested, and quite surprised. "You came to apologize? Wow, this sounds like it might be worth hearing. Go on."

She might be reacting a little over the top just to make him just that tiny bit more uncomfortable.
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-10-31 11:06 pm (UTC)
He shows no sign of uncomfortableness, nor does he show any sign of anything except someone who's about to withdraw an offer from the table and walk away.

He shrugs, off-handed. "Fine, I can see that you're really not that interested in hearing what I have to say." He gives her an amiable smile and a nod. "Enjoy the rest of your stay."

And with that he turns and heads towards the door.
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-10-31 11:21 pm (UTC)
She sighs and rolls her eyes. Well, that's no fun. And kriff him for playing that so well.

"I never said that. Just surprised you came specifically to apologize."
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-10-31 11:31 pm (UTC)
He was silently counting down from in his head, reaching three and the mid-way point between where he had been standing and the door, when she finally spoke.

He turned on his heel slooooowly, giving her an dead-panned appraising look. "...Okay then."

He moves back to where he had been standing, the short jaunt more of a saunter than anything.

"So, as I was saying, I came to apologize. I acted rashly and, even after firing at you and your attackers, I failed to assess the situation in a way acceptable to my military training and put countless people at risk, including yourself, and for that I am sorry."

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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-10-31 11:39 pm (UTC)
"Apology accepted," she says, her manner also amiable. "Though it almost sounds like you're apologizing more to yourself than to me."
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-10-31 11:42 pm (UTC)
He shakes his head. "Already did that, kiddo. The apologizing to myself."

The way he says it would make one thing he continues to apologize to himself day-in and day-out for a great many of things.

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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-10-31 11:45 pm (UTC)
"Not a kiddo, but... you wanna sit down and talk?" Because despite the whole shooting at her, getting her hurt, bringing her to Atlantis, getting her confined to Atlantis for 24 hours thing -- which was two weeks ago -- she really doesn't think he's all that bad. He seems like a pretty nice guy.
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-10-31 11:53 pm (UTC)
Another off-handed shrug. "I know you aren't a kiddo. I just....kinda like calling you that."

And the fact that he has a pet-name for her disturbs him slightly. But only slightly. He hopes she won't mind.

"And sure. I suppose we should, since you're going to be around a bit," he adds, commandeering the chair from the desk and sitting on it backwards.

"And I have no idea what we could possibly talk about, so you gotta start this conversation."

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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-11-01 12:14 am (UTC)
Her eyes narrow a little at that, not in anger but because she doesn't know why he likes calling her that. "What do you prefer to be called?" Calling people by what they prefer is the only rule of etiquette she follows because she hates her last name so much. Though calling someone else by rank in a military she's not a part of, that's a toss up.

"Yeah, I guess I am," she says, moving to sit down on the edge of the bed. "If this trade deal works out, anyway. So where'd you go on vacation?"
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-11-01 12:17 am (UTC)
"It'll work out. And Sheppard's fine, or you can call me John." He gives her a tiny smile. "Place called Las Vegas. Gambling town, where I come from."
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-11-01 12:21 am (UTC)
"Okay, but you gotta call me Mia."

She raises an eyebrow as she brings up her legs to sit cross legged on the bed. "You went gambling for two weeks? Sounds like quite the vacation."
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-11-01 01:14 am (UTC)
Another tiny smile. "What if 'kiddo' happens to be a natural reflex? Like some people have pet names for each other? And I didn't gamble for two weeks. I gambled for one night then spent thirteen days wandering around aimlessly."

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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-11-01 01:25 am (UTC)
She's not sure whether to be amused or disturbed. "....You have a pet name for me?"
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-11-01 01:41 am (UTC)
"Well, not a pet name per se. It's just..." he shrugged, trying to verbalize what he had managed to explain to himself back in Vegas. "I dunno. When I was thinking about why I did what I did while I was on my vacation, I realized....hrm. How do I say this without offending you?"

He pushed his chair out of what he figured was her striking distance, rubbed a nervous hand across the back of his neck and then mumbled softly, "Sor'sawoobab'sis'r..."
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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-11-01 01:46 am (UTC)
Offending her? This can't be good. What the kriff is he going on about?

Her frown deepens. That almost sounded like Bothan. No, Huttese. No, wait, they weren't from her galaxy. "...................What?"
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-11-01 01:50 am (UTC)
"I uh...I sorta saw you as a baby sister," he said, bit more clearly though still soft. "When I first saw you. I sorta went into big-brother mode. Not that you're a baby or anything, and really, I don't know how old you are to compare...but really that doesn't matter, what matters is I...sorta felt like a big brother coming to bail out his kid sister and, well, yeah..."

Rambly. Means he's a little nervous. He might even scoot a little further away, preparing to duck in case she throws something other than her fist.

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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-11-01 02:07 am (UTC)
There's a short laugh from her at first that's quickly cut off. He can't be serious.

But he seems to be. Or pulling a prank.

"For the record, I'm 25," she finally says. She still seems to have a very blank/confused look on her voice. He can't be serious. "You don't even know me."
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[User Picture]From: shepcrew
2008-11-01 02:37 am (UTC)
"And for the record, I'm...well, not twice that age, but getting there. In a decade or so. And I don't need to know you. It's just...you ever get that gut feeling, that...I dunno, connection to someone or something - real or imagined?" he asked, scrunching his face up in thought.

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[User Picture]From: mia_j
2008-11-01 04:55 am (UTC)
Mia nods slowly a couple times. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess I have," she admits. Okay, so Sheppard's not that weird.

"So how would you have handled the situation otherwise if I didn't seem like a... little sister to you?"
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