*Some Assembly Required

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WHO: Echo. And Cayde.
WHERE: The Furniture/Lifestyle and Household Goods Warehouse Building
WHAT: Sorting out things in a giant abandoned furniture store.
WHEN: Early January (what is the specific date iunno)
WARNINGS: N/A for now

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The moments after his initial arrival, Echo had meant to step back and log his findings the second he had a better idea of what he was dealing with. They would have been formatted the same way he usually did reports back in the 501st, brevity being the first option until more details could be added upon further observation.

Instead, things went sideways. A few months passed since then and a new routine had been established, changing over the days that followed. Somewhere in the middle of his personal and social (?) tasks, the clone was able to put the newly repaired Replicator to good use. Aside from getting another body glove ('I'm thinking of burning the old one,' he casually joked with Cal and BeeDee), there was something nice about wearing the familiar set of red fatigues and boots, especially when danger was practically non-existent.

Not that it made him drop his guard completely; although he was taking a break from the armor and his blaster, he still had a lot of energy to burn off. Thoughts to run through.

So many thoughts that came with an equal amount of questions.

The abandoned furniture warehouse was a strange place to end up at, but its meandering paths was helping with one of those problems. As for taking care of the latter, he decided that checking the communications device would help distract him. "Better late than never," he muttered, tapping on its interface to see what opened up.

What felt like hours was barely ten minutes of standing in the middle of the sofa section, his brow furrowing with each tap and scroll that led to nowhere new save for the 'dick shun airy' full of entries he had yet to peruse. Not that it helped very much, however. "...Don't tell me that's all there is to this device..."

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Echo actually has to think on that one. It's pretty debatable whether or not 'Sith' is akin to a curse word. "Well...I guess that depends on the person using it," he says, tilting his head again to see Cayde's legs hanging off of the bed from a weird angle. "Ben would at least take some precautions before doing something like that. Then again, I heard he's had his share of run-ins with the Sith."

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All that can clearly be seen of Cayde aside from his legs are his hands as he gesticulates animatedly. "So he's assured, but it's easy to say one thing and end up doing another, you know? Heat of the moment sorta things. -although to be clear, I'd rather not suddenly get jumped by a guy with a lightsaber just because I ended up holding the wrong color one."

He sighs, nodding to himself, reaching up to tweak one of Sundance's points as she drifts over his face. "I can believe that. Well, I hope all you guys can at least catch a break around here. I know it's not much of a vacation, but it's distance from whatever you otherwise wouldn't be able to just step away from."

Hands raise, fingers splay. "So just like with the bed situation. Enjoy it while you can. ...especially in between the problems we gotta deal with here for the Agrii and who knows what else, but that's another thing."

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"No, that makes sense. In general, I don't think anyone does." With all that he knows of the Jedi and their talents, he'd rather not be on the receiving end of a lightsaber. That goes double for the Sith.

But the danger of being at home in the middle of a war is far away. To not be constantly vigilant of his surroundings gives way to a level of relaxation he's never had before; although Cayde's insight can be seen as a flight of fancy, Echo finds some odd comfort in it. To have a chance to take advantage of the time he has now is about all he can do while they try to solve the Agrii's problem.

"Y'know," he then adds quietly after he looks away from the Exo, eyelids heavy now that he's been in the same position for some time, "it was good to have scoped this place out."

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From where he lies, Cayde smiles to himself. It's always a nice thing when people see things his way. He likes to think himself fairly sensible, and when it comes to these circumstances where things are beyond their control- some irritatingly so- then there's no sense in getting frustrated over it all. Sure, they've got some problems to deal with, but there's time to appreciate other things that can't be enjoyed back home, even though you can miss it, but home's home.

"Right?" he says, his smile still evident in his tone as he flicks a look back towards the clone. "There's plenty more to see. Keep finding new things too, it's great. One of the reasons I like comin' around here."

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"Yeah," Echo grins. "'mgonna have to take a look around later."

He should get back up to try the other mattresses, but he's gotten so used to the one he's still lying on. So much so that he's starting to doze off.

Not just yet, though. "...Hey Cayde? Thanks."

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Hey, if Echo decides to fall asleep for a bit then who's the Hunter to complain? That's what you do on beds, after all. Besides, sometimes sleeping things off helps. ...okay, so he knows that won't be so easy, but you grab your moments of peace when you can. And it's not like he's going to eat anyone's brains while they've let their guard down or anything.

Cayde folds his arms behind his head, pausing from resting again just yet as Echo speaks up again. He chuckles lightly, settling back.

"Eh, don't mention it."