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WHO: Reeve, Poe Dameron, Rufus Shinra, Open
WHERE: Temba Restoration Coordination
 (Yellow 5), The Deep End (Orange 13)
WHAT: Event Fallout for Reeve, His Boss Arriving, Hiding Out at the Bar
WHEN: June 7th to 12th
WARNINGS: CW: Implied past sexual situation in thread with Rufus; Drinking at the Deep End

1. Talking About What Happened Closed to Poe | Evening of the 7th, Reeve's Office
Reeve hadn't really been big on the idea of sticking around in the Waiting Room when they had awoken. His memories of being stuck in Calibrations were not hte greatest, and he had decided he wasn't going to risk sticking around there. He had grabbed Mini up and headed right out, not daring to question, not waning to linger. There were memories and a life to process and he didn't much like it.

It wasn't until later that night that he reached out to Poe with a message. After quite a bit of thought he had known what the truth was. They had to talk. So he'd sent a message, asking for Poe to meet him in his space. They had to figure things out. He had to figure whether Poe might forgive him for what he'd apparently said and done there.


2. Welcome To Temba, Your Timing Sucks Closed to Rufus | Morning of the 8th, Reeve's Office
The meeting hadn't been a bad one, in Reeve's estimation. Poe was a wonderful companion and he quite liked his time with his boyfriend. A nice talk, a lazy morning afterward, and Reeve had been happy to send the other man off in the morning. He had happily watched Poe slip out after morning coffee together, sitting at Reeve's work table in the front room. Reeve hadn't even bothered to put on much more than his long coat that morning, hadn't bothered to make his bed yet, hadn't even begun to work on the final stages of Mini's upgraded form. Instead he'd sat smiling at the table, his hair ruffled, sipping at the final dregs of his coffee as the door closed, not even paying attention to Mini as the doll worked on sorting through papers on the table top, making sure nothing had been lost in the change of the last month.

So Reeve, most definitely, wasn't expecting someone to show up at his door.


3. Just A Little Drink Open To All | Evenings of the 8th through 12th, The Deep End

Well, that was a thing that had most definitely happened. Reeve didn't know what to do with himself with Rufus here. With Cloud nad VIncent he had known what to do, what his place was with his companions and friends. It was enough for Reeve to just, well, fall into a habit he hadn't had in a very long time. Though he supposed it was hardly a habit if he didn't sustain it. Reeve sighed and settled himself at a chair at the bar, sitting down and looking at the counter. So what was the etiquette here, how did one even go about getting alcohol?

"Um, hello?"

Maybe he didn't want to be as alone as he thought.

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Cayde stroked his chin, watching Reeve. "You doubt he will?" he asked, smiling crookedly. Given he'd only met the guy once, he'd hold on his own reservations. He wasn't sure what all there was to gain around here by making any enemies. Thinking of Kaz and whatever game the kid was playing at made him shake his head. Well, at least things would be interesting.

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"I think he can bring things to complication even without meaning it," Reeve answered with a shrug. "He's a complicated person all in and of himself."

He's a very interesting person who can make his own trouble. Reeve didn't think it was always intentional.

"You must understand, he was raised a certain way, and to take a certain role. He's still just learning to be something beyond the box his family name forced him into."

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"Nah, that makes sense. So let him learn."

Rufus had seemed likable enough when he'd chatted with him at the bar before. Cayde still wasn't sure what to think about the guy's possible hand in the things he'd learned from Cloud, but he wasn't about to hold things over a person who was making an effort to redeem himself. It wasn't an easy path, and people didn't change overnight, but if you didn't let them have a chance, that could just make things worse.

"He's made a choice for himself to fix things. That's already a big step."

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No, it wasn't an easy path. Reeve himself had been walking that path for a while. Or trying to. HE hoped he'd made progress.

"There are people back home, people I care about, who would expect me to watch out for him. Is it letting them down to give him space, and possibly let him get hurt?"

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Cayde laughed. "Well now you sound like you're his dad or something. Just 'cuz you're giving him his space doesn't mean you can't check in on him or offer him support, you know?"

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"I suppose in some ways I am more his... Warden."

He was the one who watched Rufus most closely of all Avalanche back home. Sure, he wasn't the man's caretaker or guardian, but he was the man's watcher.

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"Is that right? Well then, you probably already know what to do," Cayde said. "Just don't overstep things. We're all strangers in a strange world, after all."

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Of course he wouldn't want to overstep things.

"I assure you, I've been schooled before in keeping myself from being too active. This isn't my first, well, rodeo comes to mind. But really it's interdimensional kidnapping I suppose."

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Cayde nodded. "We just gotta keep remembering why we're actually here and whose place we're housekeeping." He waved a hand. "Doesn't mean we can't try to enjoy ourselves."

He picked up the bottle from earlier, a silent inquiry of whether Reeve wanted his glass topped off.

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Well, there is that to be considered. And Reeve nodded in agreement.

"We're merely guests," he agreed, offering his glass out. Yes, he could use more.

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The Exo happily filled the glass. "Yep. And we've got other things to solve while we're trying to look on the bright side of things. No telling when another of those storms will hit."

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The storms. Reeve's expression falls.

"The last one, I was lucky. I'm half afraid that one will knock out the magic that gives Mini life. I don't know how to protect him from them."

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"Hey, if I'm still functioning through them then Mini should be fine, right?" Cayde still had to frown, because he could understand the concern there. "There's gotta be some kind of safe zone somewhere."

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"You're not a magical construct," Reeve pointed out.

OR, at least, he assumed Cayde was not.

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"Well no, but the Light's...eh...kinda maybe space magic?" Cayde glanced at Sundance, his Ghost simply glancing back at him, offering no comment.

"Anyway," the Exo continued with a shrug, "-powers cut out, but my Ghost was still alive."

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Was it? Reeve was definitely intrigued by that.

"I was not out in the storm long after we crashed. But long enough that I hope was a sign that MIni would survive."

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"Ikora's better to ask about it. Warlocks love talking about that kind of stuff," Cayde suggested.

He nodded then. "I didn't think you had to be out in the storm to be affected. It was kind of just everywhere, wasn't it? Although I think the effects did get worse once we were within the city..." That's when the illusions took form, so realistic that others could see and hear them as well.

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Warlocks? What a strange term.

"The Whale Comb Center seemed warded against it somehow," Reeve pointed out. He'd spent most of his time there because of his fear that his remembered fears might cause true damafe.

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It was impossible not to laugh at someone using the Agrii's default name so seriously. Cayde ducked his head, which did nothing to stifle his snickers.

"Ahem. Sorry. But yeah- I think I remember that. Getting there was the rough part."

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All the laughter earns is a smile. Reeve doesn't mind it at all. This was worth laughing over.

"I was lucky and got there relatively quickly. I didn't step back out again."

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"Smart thing to do, I think. I got caught up chasing shadows even with my Ghost telling me they weren't real. Doesn't explain feeling like you're getting shot when you did. Or seeing friends get thrown around by their own troubles."

That last storm had been a harsh one, more so being the first the Exo (and quite a few others he's sure) had only just experienced. The warnings only mentioned loss of powers and seeing people. None of the extra stuff.

"The uh, Whale Comb center stocked up for future emergencies?"

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Stocked up for emergencies. Reeve considers that carefully.

"If I am honest, I am so caught up in this project with Cobb that I had not thought to look. That is something that should be brought up and addressed. Perhaps we can preserve some of the food the greenhouse grows. Oh my..."

He needs to go check the place for structural stability now, before he frets too much. Reeve stands, and perhaps wavers a little on his feet.

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"Whoa there, cowboy," Cayde said, moving around the counter to make sure the man didn't go falling over.

"We've all kind of been preoccupied with things, and I guess we can't blame anyone for wanting to take advantage of the downtime to breathe. Not saying some prep shouldn't be done of course."

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He's not falling. Yet.

"It should be done. I've been so busy with houses and the water grid and power. I forgot about emergency supplies. I miss having a secretary to write down all of my schedule needs."

Mini, on the counter, crossed his arms over his chest. Clearly someone thought he was a secretary.

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Cayde grinned over at Mini before looking to Reeve again.

"Hey, it's not all on you. True, someone should've thought about it, but there aren't any fingers to be pointed. At least we've thought about it now, so we can do something. We have time to do it. So sit yourself down before you hurt yourself."