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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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All this magic and Force business made Cobb a little uncomfortable. He had none of that. The only thing he had was a fast draw and a good eye. He shouldn't think like that but well, that was how he survived.

"It's all the same spooky shit I can't do in the end," Cobb said with a shrug.

He'd just have to trust these people with their powers. So far they hadn't hurt anyone and he doubted they would.

"Actually," Reeve said, holding out the orb, "I might well be able to teach you this form of magic. What I do with Mini is a personal gift. This is materia. It's... different."

Very different.

"You know, it's tempting." Cobb eyed the orb and yeah, there was a look in his eyes like he wanted to snatch it away. Reeve was offering power to him. No one would mess with Mos Pelgo if he had magic... but... "This would probably be the only place I could use it. When we all go back it wouldn't do me any good."

He sighed. He was tempted but his practicality won in the end.

"Besides, if you need that orb thing I don't want to take it from you."

"I don't know," Reeve admitted with full honesty as he set the orb on the table. "I could teach you to use this, to borrow it. It is a crystalized memory of my planet on how to cast the magic. One does not always have aptitude, but in theory with time and practice, anyone can learn to cast magic from it."

Materia was just like that. It was... it was a lie that one told the world about what they could do

The temptation for power rose up again. Cobb had been powerless most of his life. Of course that sort of power appealed to him. It was the same feeling he got when he saw the Mandalorian armor in the sand crawler. It didn't belong to him but it he had taken it because he needed it.

Now, he had a little more respect for other people's culture.

Still... he reached out and poked the orb, rolling it back towards Reeves. "I ain't meant for that sort of power. Your planet have a lot of magic on it?"

A memory of a planet in a ball. Weird.

The orb rolled and Reeve caught it easily. For all that he'd been drinking he was still familiar enough with the materia to roll it easily over the back of his fingers. It was just natural.

"Not anymore. Which is fair. The planet needs to heal from all that was done to it."

"Yeah, I thought all the Jedi were dead until recently." Until one saved the galaxy. And now he was surrounded by them. "Maybe your magic will come back too."

Cobb wasn't usually so optimistic but the magic seemed to matter a lot to Reeve. It had certainly got him to stop worrying about this Rufus person.

He seemed a lot more comfortable now. Maybe the alcohol had taken effect as well. Cobb really should stop getting people drunk.

"Oh, it will return. But it could well take a few hundred years," he answered, tossing the materia into the air and catching. He then tucks the thing away.

"The world needs to relax."

That sounded like folks who hoped it would rain on Tatooine again. Cobb didn't believe he'd ever see it but he was a little more hopeful for Reeve's home world. It seemed like nicer place than Tatooine.

"More worlds than just yours need that." Cobb raised his glass in a toast anyway.

"I meant literally," Reeve responded with a laugh. "It's been hurt, damaged, traumatized. Which will take time."

A planet was alive. Cobb knew that. People in his galaxy had ruined planets in the hunt for resources and in war. What Reeve said wasn't that unusual to him.

"You can't fix it with technology?" he asked still nudging the conversation away from the thing that upset Reeve.

And the guy seemed to like talking about fixing things.

"Technology destroyed it. What we did can only be healed with time. What I can do, though, is help the people. Build new cities, with different power sources. I hope I remember what Tony has taught me of solar power when I return, because that would be a very good way for us to continue to live."

The planet would recover more easily if humanity failed. But if they did their best to restore the world, perhaps it would recover sooner without humanity wiping it out.

Cobb raised his glass in a toast. "Here's hopin' we come back from this with some memories."

He would like to remember these people and the other worlds he learned about. They were good people and Cobb was learning a lot. Maybe it would stay as some sort of strange dream.

No telling with these aliens though.

"Hoping indeed," Reeve agreed with a smile.

He held no hope for it, not truly. Vincent and Cloud had never spoken of this place. But for now he finishes his drink and sets the glass aside.

"It's been a long day. And not even over yet. I fear I should be troubled."

Edited 2021-06-16 05:55 (UTC)

"Considering the usual sort of bullshit this place puts us through? I'd say this is the least of our problems."

They were still held captive, basically, and still trying to solve a problem with barely any useful information.

"Relax while you can. Tackle one problem at a time."

Was it? An interesting read, and not one that Reeve was certain he could argue with. He sighed and rose slowly. Good thing he wasn't fully unstable on his feet yet.

"One problem at a time. It's not my normal. But I'll try. Thank you."

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