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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 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."

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"Of course it's not all on me. There are many of us. I am just ashamed to have not turned my mind to this."

He was supposed to be someone who thought ahead.

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"My point still stands. No use lamenting over it. If we didn't think of it now then it'd just be worse later, right?" Cayde suggested. So far as he was concerned, this was still thinking ahead so long as there was time before whatever they expected to happen, and he was never that big on planning in general, but this sounded like a necessary investment.

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"Alright then," Reeve sighs, before moving to sit back down. He doesn't miss the chair. This time.

"I'll see if we can't get people thinking about that soon."

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Nodding, Cayde rested a hand on the counter, just making sure Reeve settled back without any problems before he pulled over one of the stools nearby to seat himself.

"Mini, I'm putting you in charge of making sure this guy takes a break now and then," he said, glancing over at the little cat-being. "Also give him plenty of hugs- not that I think that should be a problem because you are oh-so-huggable but..." He grinned.

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Mini offered a salute to Cayde. He did try, but he'd try harder, so he didn't let his brother down. As for hugs, he toddled to the edge and tapped Reeve's arm. The man offered it out with a smile as Mini wrapped himself around it.

"He's a very devoted companion," Reeve answered. "And defensive of me. I feel like I don't do enough for him."

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Cayde laughed as he watched the little guy, even saluting back. He arched a brow at Reeve. "I think part of that'd be easily remedied if you let him do his part and you took care of yourself."

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Mini nodded enthusiastically at Cayde's point.

"I don't know, there is always things worth doing."

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Cayde shared a sympathetic look with Mini. He knew how it was, working with workaholics. "And then when you collapse from all the doing then who's going to have to do the thing?"