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[the feed opens on a shot of wesley sat with his feet up on the table in his room. he's wearing his newly delivered outfit, sans mask. that particular item is sat on the table behind the comm device and out of shot.instead, he's holding a nearly identical version; one he happened to have been given a few months ago, back when every resident was given something similar. right now, he's busy cleaning the goggles, using a scrap of cloth that one person on the ship may be familiar with (hi raven).

he also happens to be whistling a tune, nice and slowly. hooow much is that doooggy in the windooow... (a gift for you, derek. there's even a ping here because he can)]

Lessons are off. [unless you're a mutant, a martin, or a stilinski.] You still want someone around while you practice, talk to Kirk. It's kind of his job.

And I guess I should ask here too. Anybody seen my cat? White fucker called Annabelle. And no, don't blame me for the shitty name. [also, please ignore the fact he actually does...kind of like the thing. none of you need to know that.

and with those announcements done, on to the actual point of this post. and don't mind him as the purposely swaps out the mask for one of his guns.]

So. Remus Lupin. It's time you and me have a little talk. [you can trust the grin on his face, right?] You don't get to back out of this one.

[not when it involves family. that's his (not)sister you're fucking, so clearly it's his job to send out the threats. leaving it to her actual brother isn't an option.]

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[U N I M P R E S S E D. That's the emotion flickering on his face; Remus is unimpressed, sir. You don't just throw guns around when you want to talk to someone. Jesus.]

Or what, you'll shoot me?

[ but he's going to punch you in the head someday, wes, just wait. ]

Did you seriously have to put on your- [ gesturing vaguely because what even would she call that ] --that outfit for when you decided to terrorize my boyfriend? You look battle ready. [ there's an unspoken question of 'what's going on there?' in her tone, and her expression. yep. ]

Pretty sure Raven would flip out if I did.

[shrug. but he's not putting the gun down don't judge him]

So. You're the one who's fucking her then, huh? [no he doesn't know what they've been up to, but they're old enough for it to be on the cards. and raven's been in a better mood recently. ergo, sex happens]

[His face turns a bit red, but his voice is decently cold:]

I'm her boyfriend, if that's what you mean. And I don't really see what business it is of yours what we get up to.

[STOP HIDING AND MAYBE HE'LL BEHAVE

maybe

and they called it puppy love
oh i guess they'll never know
how a young heart really feels
and why i love ~~her~~ him so]

Hey, it's comfy. What can I say?

[griiin. but look, he's at least dropping the gun to his lap. for now.]

Besides, if he gets scared off by this? He's too big a pussy to put up with you.

[ NO HE'S BUSY IN THE GARDEN

wes if you hold a boom box over your head he is going to disown you ]

It's not a bad name. For a cat.

She's cute.

[well that has him looking even more amused. sorry about that.]

Makes me pretty damn glad I moved out then.

[a passing comment, because he's preoccupied with taking a very close and careful look at the screen here.]

It's my business cause I say it is.

No.

[Bluntly said.]

It isn't. You're not her brother, and I'm not really inclined to answer to someone who tries to subtly threaten me with a gun.

[ whY ARE YOU DOING THIS!!!!! ]

I'm not asking because I think it'll scare him, I'm asking because I'm wondering where it even came from. [ huff ] Where this even came from, I don't ask to have talks with people you spend time with.

[Urgently:]

Please answer me simply yes or no, without any sentiment. I'm asking as a member of security. Is there any risk that this man will indeed try to shoot you?

I-- um-- no. I don't think so? I've honestly never spoken to him before. But I don't think so.

I'll have my communicator with me. If at any point you feel threatened, open a line to me and tap with your nail on the receiver. I'll have a security detail to you at once.

Thank you. I-- thank you. Do you, er, know him at all?

No. But I don't like the look of anyone who would wave a gun about to get someone to comply with his wishes.

I think he's simply trying to intimidate me into being sweet to Raven. Which isn't much better, frankly, but it's not . . . coercive.

I hope that's all it is. If it's not, we'll be standing by.

Who said this was a threat? [or rather, who said this was a subtle one?]

It's more of a promise anyway. You know how it goes; you fuck with her, you've got me to deal with.

[he loves you too raven]

Wesley Gibson. Gunnery. [mock salute] I've helped train up a bunch of your guys.

By the way? Could just ask.

[god derek you are decades too late for that

going to steal an ipod now. bbs]

And who are you, precisely?

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