Reaper: *sitting on the catwalk with the window cracked, and a cigarette in her mouth* Swindle: *walking to the training room before movement above him startles him, he takes the stairs two at at time to the top of the catwalk and makes his way towards Reaper before sitting next her and placing his head on her shoulder* Ya know, smoking can kill. Reaper: *smirks and blows the smoke towards his face* So can the gun in my holster. Swindle: *chuckles before looking out the window* He's a good guy. Says bloody a lot. Reaper: *cackles and nods* Yeah that's the first thing I noticed too the first time I met him. Swindle: *his chest raises and falls as he keeps his laughter in* And my brother and Keats? Honestly, didn't see that one coming. Or Wes and Chase's weird thing they got going on. Reaper: *furrows her eyebrows* Yeah I can't figure out whether that's a legit thing or just a temporary fling.... Swindle: *coughs violently before groaning* Fucking hell. Reaper: *wraps her arm around his head and runs her fingers through his hair* I told you to stop chaining. Swindle: *shrugs* Yeah yeah, mom. Reaper: *whacks the top of his head as he starts laughing loudly before joining in and laughing hysterically*

Swindle: *sitting on the mat in the training room watching Reaper tear up her second dummy this morning & clears his throat* So you're turning 21 next Friday. Reaper: *in the process of round house kicking the dummy's abdomen as she hears what he said & slips up & crashes to the floor* Argh. *groans before speaking up* You were going to the government building each day looking for my file huh? Swindle: *shakes head* Yup. Reaper: *sighs heavily* Then that question was rhetorical. *lifts her legs to her chest as she rocks a few times before popping her body the opposite way & landing on her feet* You're 24 by the way. Swindle: *chokes on the water he was drinking & coughs a few times* W-what!? How'd you figure that out? Reaper: *walks over & sits cross legged in front of him* I know the guy who trained your dad for the underground fighting when y'all came over from New Eden in '41. Swindle: *narrows eyes* How do you know him? Reaper: *chuckles* He's my uncle. When I was out of school for break he would come get me & bring me to watch the fights & all the training everyday. He taught me after the Centric did that whole DNA change thing on me when I was 17 after my dad died. Swindle: *nods* Wow, I'm 24... & you're only 20.... Reaper: *rolls eyes* You're birthday was on the first of July. Swindle: *nods again* Is that who called you last night? Reaper: *smiles* Yeah. I asked him a few days ago if he could do some digging. Swindle: *grins* Mhm. So I wasn't the only one that was being nosy.

Swindle: *typing while Reap sits in his lap with her legs around his torso & hands running through his hair while she has her head laying on his shoulder* When's the last time you've eaten? Reaper: *stops to think* Uh 30 minutes ago. Why? Swindle: *stops typing & locks his arms around her* Just making sure. I know you can technically survive without it for a couple weeks but I don't ever wanna see you look like a bag of bones. Reaper: *kisses his collarbone* I love you & I promise I won't let that happen. *puts her forehead against his as phone starts ringing* Well that's strange. *reaches for it & looks at the screen* It's a blocked number. Swindle: *silences the phone, turns her head back to him & mumbles against her lips* Then don't worry about it. *stands up & carries her into her room & kicks the door shut with his foot* It's probably nothing.