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[tobeclosetohim]

Going back means prepping.


And prepping mean guns.


And Jo? Likes guns.

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[tobeclosetohim]

Jo kept her gaze even.


"I'm not dead."

[theresnodoor]

"You're lucky."

Her knuckles are white.



She has a point. Rachel's learned the lesson. But the point isn't the lesson so much as how well she's learned it, how well she'll accept the distractions, whatever they might be. Which means practice. Which means doing this again. Which means that some day, any day, during this, if she screws up and is in just the right circumstances, placement, timing, everything to be in morph, to see herself in battle, if she strikes...

Rachel takes a deep breath - through her mouth this time, open lips and eyes hard on Jo. "Don't do that again."

[tobeclosetohim]

"Don't ask for things you don't want."

[theresnodoor]

"I don't want to hurt you."

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo shifted, and twirled a piece of blonde hair.
Her lips shifted to a smirk. Brittle but beautiful.

"Does that get me a free beer for my shoulder?"

[theresnodoor]

Rachel blinks, then frowns at her. That is not the serious reaction she would have wanted.

Don't ask for things you don't want.

It's not untrue.




"...yeah. Sure."

She flips the rifle and offers the butt of it to her.