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i can't find any hard evidence.

good luck, [name]. maybe they'll listen to you.

i'm coming with you.

sometimes it feels like the rules are only there to stop me from doing my work.

i just couldn't take it anymore.

maybe i can get the job done my way for a change.

if you're wrong, we'll pay for it. but if you're right, and we did nothing, i think we'd regret it a whole lot more.

i thought you were dead.

it sure is good to see a friendly face.

at least it's not hard to find criminals here. all i have to do is point my gun and shoot.

my feelings got in the way of my better judgement.

i'll make you a deal. you get me out of here alive, and i'll tell you the whole damn thing.

nobody would give me a mirror. how bad is it?

don't make me laugh, damn it.

some women find facial scars attractive.

i'm fit for duty whenever you need me.

when i got to the meeting point, no one was there.

kill you? no. but i don't mind slowing you down a little.

what do you want from me, [name]?

i know you want to talk about this... but i don't. not yet.

it's so much easier to see the world in black and white. gray... i don't know what to do with gray.

my instincts are what got me into this mess.

never knew you had a weakness for men with scars.

well, why the hell not? there's nobody in this galaxy i respect more than you.

if we can figure out a way to make it work, then... yeah. definitely.

you're about the only friend i've got left in this screwed-up galaxy.

you don't ever have to worry about making me uncomfortable. nervous, yes... but never uncomfortable.

i brought wine.

your hair looks... good. and your waist is... very supportive.

hopefully that's not offensive in human culture.

i want something to go right. just once.

think you can win this thing, [name]?

i'm pretty sure we'll still need giant guns... and lots of them.

so... is this the part where we shake hands?

the scars are starting to fade. i remember they drove you wild.

i've been doing some more research on human customs.

glad to know my romantic skills made an impression.

let's not go there.

i can afford the good stuff.

what about you? i'm starting to see some wear and tear.

don't forget to come up for air. and not just because all these people need you. because i need you.

if you're suggesting i'm scared... game on.

still trying to make me blush, huh?

i'd be lying if i said i didn't hope it would inspire a certain... mood.

it seemed like you needed time to... figure us out.

the worst part about the galaxy going to hell would've been never getting to see you again.

not saying you don't know how to handle a gun. just saying some of us know how to make it dance.

i've actually seen you dance. no comment.

i know there are other things you're good at.

probably not a lot of air in here. an hour if we're lucky.

so tell me. think a girl would fall for that?

it gets even better when you try it in bed.

you don't lack for places to get lost.

did we break anything last night?

you'll find a way to win. and when this is over, i'll be waiting for you.

if this thing goes sideways and we both end up there... meet me at the bar. i'm buying.

forgive the insubordination, but your boyfriend has an order for you.

come back alive. it'd be an awfully empty galaxy without you.

we're in this 'til the end.

we didn’t kill these people. and we’re going to shut down the bastards who did.

looks like we’ve got a siege on our hand.

if anyone needs fresh clips or a bathroom break, now’s the time.

oh crap!

guess he didn’t like the food.

looks like we got the jump.

pretty extreme, but those were desperate times.

we won’t get a second chance.

that was me, sorry.

nothing like being stranded.

we’ll do more than that.

just the usual minor flesh wound.

what would these people have done if we hadn’t shown up?

i was there when you two had your thing, remember? just get a room and work it out.

stay angry. we’ll need it to get through this.

drinks will be on me.

one of my favorite places to fight!

i’m hard to kill. you should know that.

it’s gonna be bad all over.

for whatever it’s worth, i’m with you.

you’ve waited long enough for this day.

just wait ‘til this war is over.

you came along and warmed my heart with your winning personality.

maybe you’d like to go work for them instead?

how do i not have one of those?

surprise on our side for once. i like it.

she stands & waits for him to finish whatever thought or theory he's coming up with. eyebrows shoot up at his question, but she's curious - how can a wall sound weird ? feet carry her to his side & she presses her ear against the plaster.

❛ should something have happened? it is a button, em. perfectly simple and entirely mundane. ❜ he wrangles the glare he's tempted to throw at the offending item, which is not nearly so mundane as he claims. ❛ frankly, I think you should burn the thing. it's an affront to the hallmarks of civilized society everywhere. ❜

fire would do nothing to it, of course, but he doesn't for a moment expect her to actually agree to his suggestion. certainly not for his reasons, considering her own sense of fashion ( really, her lack thereof ). he suppresses a long-suffering sigh.

the same tone they used to dismiss the folktale which led to her discovery of the button, brushing it off as mere superstition of a village that was still in the seventeenth century.

a button unlike any other, crafted by the hands of faeries from the heart of the forest itself ¹. it shall burn the skin of mere mortals, but welcome the caress of the folk. when worn, it can protect the wearer from any danger, but beware, its presence can attract unwanted friends ² ¹ i believe this is a rare reference to the wales's sylph. de grey posited the species went extinct after it tried to overthrow the seelie court queen in 1530. they were renowned for their habit of enchanting everyday objects with destructive powers. ² if we are dealing with an object enchanted by a sylph, the unwanted friend in question would be a werewolf. as was proven by joyce, marksman and later confirmed by foster, werewolves have never existed. the prevalence of myths in wales is still a matter of disagreement, but i am a proponent (wilde, 1912) of the shape-shifter theory. wylph would enchant wolves to act as their protectors, and in turn, gift them the power of speech under the full moon.

Ama Codjoe, from Bluest Nude: Poems; “Bluest Nude”

— by a very, very grudging definition of willing, perhaps, founded in compromise and not in desire. it is still a choice made.

" yeah, i got that... "

there's humor in his voice, but his professional gaze has already made quick work of things. the lines on josh's face, the anxious and distracted energy... it could be stress, of course. there wasn't a person in this building who wasn't consumed by stress. but his instincts are telling him something else. he's not ready to start making any diagnoses, or to begin sounding any alarms, but... he can observe. and he can try and get him outside.

when he is one second away from calling dwight a grandfather for having lunch at 10:30 am, josh has the bright idea of actually checking his clock. half-past two. so, a completely appropriate time to eat if you are the spanish ambassador.