#heartshanked

WITH A CHANGE OF CLOTHES, or as much as a change with the clothes being just another set of school clothes ( he really needed to buy more clothes ), he cleaned himself up and made his way to the bar, a passing thought of checking in with Dolores again interrupted by the sight of Luther on the sofa. What was he still doing here? Everyone else had left. Brushing it off, he slipped behind the counter, mindlessly grabbing alcohol.

“So... Jack Ruby?” Vanya asked, conversationally, with a bit of a joking edge, as she set a plate in front of Luther.

“Do I even want to know how that all started? Or is that one of those things like you’re going to pretend you didn’t work for the mob for a solid year of your life?” Vanya’s new apartment was a bit smaller than her old apartment, a little bit of a cramped studio, close enough to the Icarus to walk to her practices and concerts. Vanya remembered most things, remembered that she wasn’t close with Luther, but she was really only close to Five, and not the old man trapped in a child’s body who had rejoined them at Dad’s funeral.