Mercenaries at the door

[mitochondriaaya]

Sometimes a man simply had to check in on his girls. They'd run a mission in Canada and the college was ENTIRELY on the way back after all...and the team wanted to see the girls too and...

...and Nevada couldn't really shake their last letter from his head. The girls were living with some unvetted young men and that could prove problematic. The helicopter set down in on the school pad (usually used for medivac units) and Nevada swung to the ground, waving off one of the school aides coming out to greet him,

He had an address. And a mission.

And after a quick run, well, a door to knock on. The pair of mercs that had followed him chuckled at the politeness but hey, it never hurt right?

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[sliceitwithwind]

"Pierce made it extraordinarily hard to take care of him." Dilan said, not really getting what other people were weirded out by.

Braig sighed a little bit, "He won't touch the girls."

"...Not in the experimental way." Guess who was blithely unaware of the possible connotations there, "Sometimes they use me as a back-rest when studying."

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That sound would be Aya facepalming while Maya just laughed quietly. Nevada got himself seated and did not stare at Dilan balefully. No, that was reserved for his mercs who were torn between snickering and jumping across the table at Dilan.

Snickering won because of the stare!

"Menus!" Maya pointed out to distract people.

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Braig put his head in his free hand and went, "I'm sorry. Euphamisms escape him."

"Wait? What? What did I say?"

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"You implied that you may have other, carnal uses for us." Aya noted, trying to keep a straight face once she lowered her hand. Yes, MENU NOW.

"You guys are kind of cute when you get protective," Maya noted to Marc and Perry. Said men just rolled there eyes and made no further comment, yep.

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Dilan just looked baffled. Not unhappy with the idea, not disgusted, not intrigued. Just...baffled. The thought had honestly never crossed his mind.

"I'm dating Braig." he pointed out.

Braig moved his head to the table.

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Aya reached across the table to pet Braig's hair gently, she understood the urge really. Maya just shook her head, "Most the world doesn't know that. And those that do..."

"Teenage boys," Marc supplied. "And close to teenaged boys. Most would be quite happy at the idea of expanding the dating pool."

"And he should know," Perry noted. "Got him in trouble with his first boyfriend."

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Dilan didn't get it. Braig took a deep breath and sat up again.

"I'll try to explain better when we get home, dude."

"Okay." Dilan just shook his head and looked at the menu. Social things were so weird.

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"Sorry," Aya sighed. "We tend to make things complicated."

"Amen," the merc chuckled.

"Remember that time we found the pair of them building sandcastles out on the shooting range?"

"Asleep in the big soup pot in the mess!"

"Going to kill you both," Maya noted cheerfully.

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Dilan offered, shyly, "I once dropped a lizard down Braig's shirt."

"No, no, tell it right. He dropped a half-eaten lizard down my shirt."

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"Eeek!" Aya laughed."You must have been really little..."

"No worse than Maya deciding that 'dressing' the chicken meant taking the raw bird to her rooms to play dolls." Nevada pointed out.

"The chicken was going to be Rambo's backup," Maya confided.

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"He was a toddler." Braig said, shaking his head a bit, "He did offer to share before he ate it, and then just couldn't quite get the whole thing in his mouth."

"Momma said Braig was pretty freaked out by it."

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"I bet. Was it still wiggly?" Maya asked seriously. "Wiggly can get to people!"

"Still, in retrospect it's kind of adorable." Aya chuckled.

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"It was wiggly and I was seven." Braig said wryly. "Long bath after that one."

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"Carnivorous kids," Aya chuckled. "We are duly warned if we ever get any katzu families in the company."

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"They will hunt as soon as they can crawl." Braig said, leaning up to kiss Dilan's fluffy cheek.

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"And they'll learn to crawl fast because otherwise all the tasty things are teasing them?" Aya guessed cheerfully.

"I'd like some katzu families in the company," Nevada admitted. "But we get lone hunters more than anything."

"You just want more families in general," Aya countered.

"Yeah, have to be more settled for that." Maya added.

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"Pretty much." Dilan said, blushing a bit.

"Families like to stay near the Clans." Braig said, with a small shrug, "It's rare to find them anywhere."

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"Yeah," Nevada sighed. Still, it was a thought. Maybe some day. He did have leaning toward a small, mercenary country most days.

Eventually.

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"You could offer perks for married couples." Dilan offered, shyly, "Not like money perks? But...if you have a biologist or something who would work on fertility issues you might be able to attract people who want to be parents, but aren't."

"That's a good idea, dude." Braig said, approvingly.

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Hello Dilan you did something interesting. Nevada's smile was a touch feral but it was real. "I'll keep that in mind," he noted mildly. "It's a good idea and I will look into it." Into biologists at any rate.

Or have the girls look into it.

The girls eyed their uncle, curious, then shrugged.

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He did that. Just usually not when he meant to. Information offered, he tilted his head back towards the menu and resumed deciding what to eat.