Room 209, Saturday evening

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Aeryn almost automatically goes to 238 instead of her own room. She could, but that just feels a little weird right now, so after that little pause at the door, she continues on like she never thought of it.

She spent most of her morning in the gym, meeting some of the new people. She's not sure about Buffy, though that might be due to either the name association or the fact that she asked Aeryn about cheerleading tryouts, but Dean seems all right. And while she's pretty used to English Peter now, it's still good to see someone familiar.

She's done being social for now. She closes the door so she can call Callisto. And debate something like a dartboard, because she still kind of randomly wants to hit things.


[Door's closed but I am open for people. Just not in a CR today, zomg.]

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"That it can happen now? You and me?"

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Slowly, almost imperceptibly, she nods.

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"I'm not going to push you, you know that right? Into anything."

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"I know," she assures him.

She can give a little more. "There's a cycle until we're the ones leaving," she says. "And I still have no idea what to do after that. And there's more to it than just 'we'll figure it out.' There should be something to figure out besides... that."

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"What would you like to figure out? We don't have to do it tonight but what are you thinking about?"

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She sighs a little, and moves over a little in case he wants to join her. "What to do afterwards," she says. "Military's out, but I don't know how to do anything else."

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He does join her, sitting close enough to touch.

"There are things, Aeryn. Law enforcement, space exploration, private investigations," he lists. "There is something out there for you."

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"Rory brought up teaching," she admits. "Though... I know things are one way here. But people aren't as accepting everywhere else as they are in Fandom. I told someone I'm not human today and he was excited about it. I won't get that reaction a lot of places. I more than likely would get studied."

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"Aeryn." John's voice is quiet. "We could go back to your universe. Somewhere away from the Peacekeepers."

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For a moment, Aeryn can't believe he said that. More than just a moment, actually.

She shakes her head. "No. There's no point."

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"Why not?" he asks gently. "You'd be more comfortable and could find something to do and I'd adjust. Live on a small planet near a lake or something and we could be together."

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"No," she says. "There's not much I can do there, either, and there's nowhere there that I can even go, and there's no point in taking you away from everything for that. No."

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"I'd go, you know," he says after a moment's silence. "I'd go and I'd be happy."

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She isn't sure about that last bit. But she kisses him lightly and says, "Thank you."

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"There's a lot to think about," he says, kissing her temple. "We have time."

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"Right," she says, staying close just because this is personal. "I would never ask you to give up your life here for me. I know you would. But you'll never have to."

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He nods, accepting that. "That means we'll just have to find something for you here. I know we can."

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"An entire planet, there has to be something," she says with a little smile.

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"It's a big planet," he says with a nod. "We're all insane."

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"You are," she agrees, and rests her head on his shoulder. "I'm getting used to it."

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"Hm." He slips an arm around her waist. "It happens. I love you."

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"I love you, too," she says, and asks, "Still feel empty in your room?"

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"It'll take some getting used to," he answers and blinks heavily. "Take some time."

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"You can stay here tonight," she offers. "Or I can go there. Up to you."

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"Hm." His automatic answer is to just stay here but that won't help. He slides off the bed and reaches for her hand. "Let's go there."