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[killthepast]

[ Two network posts within a month of each other? From Kylo Ren? Must be a special occasion!

Anyway, Riverview's resident space goth is making a post today for business reasons, not tantrum reasons, even if he obviously appears troubled. But like, it's Kylo. He always seems at least a little conflicted, troubled, and/or angry. ]

I'm looking for new members to join the Prometheus Salvaging Team. [ He says that with some reluctance. THE TRUTH IS: he's got to fill in some gaps, particularly because he still can't actually go into the field again until he gets his medical clearance.

Thanks SOOOOO MUCH FOR SHOOTING HIM, John Sheppard! ]

The work will take you outside the wall on behalf of Prometheus Labs. You must have adequate combat and survival skills-- which you'll be tested on-- and the ability to follow directions. If you're interested, send me a message.

[ He starts to scowl a little, and adds: ] Serious inquiries only.

[ REBEL SCUM NEED NOT APPLY. ]

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private; @arsenal

[shootsoff]

so does rescuing you from a crocodile the size of arkham asylum count for my skill test?

private;

[killthepast]

[ OH. YOU.

He's actually kind of smiling at the message????? Such a rarity. And this is the closest thing I even have to a smiling icon. ]

As far as tests go, that was an impressive display.

permaprivate;

[shootsoff]

oh dang, i don't hear that too often. makes me feel like a big man. ;)

what're you scavenging for? anything interesting?

[killthepast]

Maybe next time, I'll be the one doing the rescuing.

Objects of interest for Prometheus. To help develop advancements for the Quarantine's technology.

[shootsoff]

getting rescued is always slightly emasculating but not something i'd ever turn down, so. there you go.

huh, neato. sign me up if you want me. i kinda miss being on a team.

[That's a dirty lie. He really really terribly misses being on a team.]

[killthepast]

I have no intention of emasculating you.

[ That was. A weird thing to say. WHATEVER. ]

You're welcome on the team. But you'll have to come to headquarters to fill in some paperwork.

[ There's a lot. None of which he has any say in. CORPORATE HIRING, AWWWHHH YEAH. ]

[shootsoff]

oh good, that always really stings.

aw shucks, thanks man. prometheus labs, right? i've seen the place, looks like it's real high tech and stuff. i considered applying there but i'm not really an office guy, this seems like the best of both worlds.

i mean, i'd be working with you and you don't seem like an office guy either. ;)

is there a dress code for paperwork?

[killthepast]

Luckily, you won't have to stay in the office unless you're injured.

[ Like he is. Right now. sob he's so miserable... ]

What kind of guy do I seem like?

No dress code. One of the benefits of not being an office guy.

[ IF HE WERE THE TYPE TO USE EMOTES... there'd be a smilie there. ]

1/2

[shootsoff]

aw crap, i end up injured a lot. totally doomed. sorry you're stuck in the office.

hmmm not sure what it is exactly. kinda dark and broody and interesting. more of a lone wolf badass. definitely not the type getting papercuts or carpal tunnel you know what I mean?

awesome. gonna show up in red then. ;)

2/2

[shootsoff]

[And a few moments later.]

you okay, btw? that maverick guy is going pretty hard on you.

[killthepast]

[ The first message makes him smile a little-- AND THEN THE NEXT ONE COMES. And he feels... well, he doesn't know how he feels. Ren's not used to people, like. Asking. If he's okay. ]

He's nobody.

[ Which isn't REALLY an answer. But he'll be damned if he admits any of John's words wounded him. ]

[shootsoff]

[That sure isn't an answer, and Roy recognizes an evasion when he sees one, but he also doesn't know Kylo well enough to push the way he would with Roy or Kori.]

i mean sure, yeah.

[No he's not Roy, he's the guy you're auditioning to RR-1 with. BUT WHATEVER, life choices.]

if you need me in there to have your back, let me know?

[killthepast]

Why? What if everything he says is true?

[ Kindness... doesn't really compute?? ]

[shootsoff]

maybe it is, maybe it isn't. who cares? my best friend is a lost little boy and when i met him he had no one and nothing to lose. and he had a bad attitude.

hell i didn't have anyone either.

now he's got people to care about and so do i, and he still has a bad attitude. people are messed up, people change

[killthepast]

[ He worries his lip as he reads and re-reads that message. Change. It has been on his mind lately, thanks to his life here making it possible, for the first time since he was a boy, to feel like his path is truly open.

But change into what, or who? That's the question. ]

But don't you believe there are some acts a person can't come back from?

[shootsoff]

[It takes him a few moments to consider that one, and he finally comes up with an answer.]

personally id have a hard time getting over hanging out with someone whod raped someone or hurt a little kid or animal or something. but honestly thats just me and my feelings. i dont think theres such a thing as a person being permanently broken or written off.

might be hard to come back, but people always can, long as they want to.

[He thinks of JD, for a moment, and how he hadn't believed in her. Feels a stab of guilt. But then again, she hadn't changed. Hadn't wanted to.]

[killthepast]

I haven't done those things, at least. [ So, that's a small mark in his favor. He's bad, but he's not The Worst. ]

How did your friend come back?

[shootsoff]

well thats good to know at least. glad to hear it. because i wouldnt mind hanging out some more.

just trying to make amends and make a positive difference where he can. and man he isnt even really all the way back yet. dont think i am either.

[killthepast]

I'd like that.

To hang out. Too.

[ CASUAL SOCIALIZING. HE'S. SO. AWKWARDDDD. ]

What were you like, before?

cw: suicide mention

[shootsoff]

sweet. what do you do for fun?

[Roy is totally used to that.]

i was an addict. booze, drugs you name it. complete rock bottom. i think my worst point was trying to get killer croc whos a 'bad guy' back home to beat me to death because i was sick of it. didnt work. obviously

[killthepast]

[ There it is: The Worst Question. He hasn't thought about 'fun' in so long that all he can really do is draw up blanks. ]

I'm still figuring it out. Mostly, I train.

[ One thing he does enjoy doing: SPARRING. WORKING OUT. MAINTAINING THE SWOLE. ]

Oh.

[ How does one react to that? Once upon a time, he likely would have scoffed, immediately written Roy off as another weak-minded fool. But from the little time he's spent with him, Ren knows that isn't true. Such a knee-jerk assumption would make him the fool, not Roy. ]

I'm glad he didn't succeed. For what it's worth.

[shootsoff]

[Ah look, another thing Roy is totally used to.]

one of those guys huh? well you ever wanna train just call me up. wouldnt mind taking a closer look at that badass laser sword you have if you wanted to show me. or that telekinesis thing. totally cool.

thanks.

not down to me or anything. that 'bad guy' became my aa sponsor (if you dont know that one its a program for recovering from addiction) and now im clean. straight and narrow. not easy but it happened.

[killthepast]

[ omg somebody thinks his lightsaber's cool instead of treating it like a joke. Earning major points here, Roy. ]

You're in luck: I'm in need of a training partner.

:)

[ LOOK. HE IS MAKING AN ATTEMPT. AT TEXTING LIKE THE KIDS DO. ]

He showed you mercy? How long have you been clean?

[shootsoff]

[Okay, tall dark and gothy using a smiley face emote? Probably one of the cutest things he's seen in a long time.]

well you know what i have to offer. bet you could kick my butt but i got nothing against that.

it was less 'mercy' and more a swift kick in the ass. metaphorically feeling. i mean i cant say id have gotten much satisfaction out of buttkicking someone as down and out as i was either.

not sure the exact time. more than a year. been hard on the wagon lately. a lots been going on. but i have no plans to fall off anytime soon. sobrietys too important.