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[acuerdo]

un:reyes

[the video flickers to life in the middle of robbie's living room. his smiling, clean shaven face greets one and all with a very important message.]

Citizens of Cadelle. I mustache you a question...

[in the background an audible groan can be heard, followed by the mutterings of his very unimpressed girlfriend. clearly she's not as big a fan of his terrible jokes as he is.]

It's the first of November. I'd like to invite all of you to grow a mustache with me. And maybe raise some funds for men's health. Doesn't matter if it's a fu manchu or a handlebar, come join me.

Let's see who can a: grow the most epic 'stache and b: raise the most funds and awareness.

Ladies? I'm enlisting you to be the judges of this unofficial competition.

So what do you all say? You in?

Comments

[acuerdo]

[if it is a prison. at least it's a pretty wide open one and the food's not bad. there's that. also, they're both alive.]

Yeah. Flying. In an airplane. You'd probably think they were louder versions of cars with wings.

They're quiet on the inside at least.

[quinientos]

[Vasquez is staring to think that he needs to stop wasting his future (or whatever this is) drinking and working.]

Is there any way to fly here? Some place that could show me what you're talking about? It sounds like something that I could have only dreamed about, nothing that could be real.

[Doesn't mean he doesn't want to make it real.]

[acuerdo]

[robbie's struggling to recall if he's seen an airport or news helicopters or anything reminiscent of the kinds of things that fill the la skyline.]

I don't know that I've seen any planes, but I'd be surprised if they don't have them.

And I could always introduce you to a friend of mine who happens to be able to do so. But afraid if she takes you flying, there's no seat belt.

[quinientos]

What the fuck? Someone can fly? A person?

[ Sometimes, he feels like he's just drunk all the time here. It would explain so much of everything, if he were. Then, people could fly and all these strange things could happen. Then, when he remembers that it is real, that's when he wishes he were more drunk. ]

What kind of friends do you make, Reyes?

[acuerdo]

Well... she's technically an alien, but yeah. Just ask around for Supergirl.

[... does vasquez really want him to answer this one? because it's probably going to make him want that drink even more.]

Uh. People who can make the ground shake, spies, do you really want me to keep going?

[quinientos]

[ He can't help his dismissive snort, not because he doesn't believe any of it, but because his life has become the kind of ridiculous that he's not sure how to come to terms with. Shaking his head, he gives Reyes a faintly bemused look. ]

Here I thought I knew colourful characters just because of how many people they shot. You like to prove me wrong.

[acuerdo]

[a good number of years ago, robbie would have been equally as out of sorts by this kind of revelation, but the world around him changed in a very profound way and he's had to adapt to it pretty quickly. he's confident that vasquez will be able to as well given ample time.]

Maybe. But I'd be just as happy not knowing anything of the sort. It used to be that my life was nothing more than working on cars during the day and racing at night.

[he pauses eyes blinking as he thinks back to how long it must have been. too long he decides.]

[quinientos]

Sounds like your life just got interesting, that's all. Nothing wrong with this.

[ True, Vasquez didn't exactly go the route of flying people or earthquake things, but it's not like the battle for Rose Creek had been normal for him when he'd gotten used to hiding out and trying not to let anything kill him. ]

So now you work on your car and race and maybe sometimes fly. Is this so bad?

[acuerdo]

Interesting is one way to describe it.

[robbie would be more inclined to say that he was livin' la vida loca, but maybe vasquez has a point. which makes him wonder... when did vasquez become the glass half full of the pair exactly?]

Not really, just not what I pictured doing with my life, I guess.
I thought I'd just spend the rest of it making sure my little brother got a better life and more chances than me.

You don't have anyone you left back home do you?

[quinientos]

I never had anybody.

[ Even with the new friends in Rose Creek, it's still true. He'd willfully chosen to be on his own and then the bounty on his head had made that decision for him, but given how scared he was of responsibility, it's fine. ]

I mean, I had sisters and parents, but I haven't seen them in a decade, almost.

[acuerdo]

That's a long time to not see your familia, man.

[of course, up until everything happened with shield, he'd not seen his uncle in years. finding time to pay a visit to his uncle in prison while working full time to support his brother wasn't easy, and convenient excuses were much easier to come by. no matter how much he'd believed in his uncle's innocence for the longest time.]

But maybe you're better at being alone than I am.

[quinientos]

Had to leave home to work, then things took a turn for the worst.

[ He shrugs, because it's not like he can bring rangers and bounty officers back to his family and the last thing they need is to see him being hunted down. Better to stay away from them and avoid it. ]

No one's good at being alone the way I had to be. It's just what I had to do.