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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"We're not crossing any state lines or country boundaries," Nevada noted with amusement. "Anyone can jaunt." As long as they had a helicopter. Aya wrapped an arm happily around her uncle and let him take lead.

Maya just grinned from ear to ear and bounced a little beside Dilan. "Let's make sure you can handle flight before we get full clearances! Some people don't like it!"

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"Oh! Okay." Dilan smiled, that sweet, sweet smile of his that made him look young and innocent, "I've never been allowed up before. I think I'll like it."

"Dilan tends to like new things."

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Maya grinned and mock-dragged the larger men ahead of group. It was fun to be excited!

And Nevada arched an eyebrow down at Aya. "We like him," she shrugged. "Nothing intense, but it's nice to see him happy."

"Be careful," their uncle rumbled softly. "Watch your sister."

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan let himself be dragged...really, more than anything else, it was like a big, friendly dog being dragged around. He'd protect, he'd adore, but he wasn't interested in anything past that. With Dilan, those kinds of feelings had to be nurtured.

Braig kept his hands in his pockets and walked next to Nevada silently.

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Nevada could still worry about Maya shattering herself on lost causes!

"She'll be alright, she's not really looking you know. I think someone would have to tackle her into marriage, much less real love." Aya chuckled and leaned up on tiptoe to kiss Nevada's cheek. "She'll be fine. We're safe. Where do you guys want to sit?" she raised her voice on the last, letting those who hadn't been in a helicopter choose seats first.

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The boys shrugged. Braig didn't care, and Dilan would be just as excited anywhere at all. "Doesn't matter." Dilan said.

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"Alright then, you two can have the two seats just behind the pilot? There's headsets for you and harnesses..." Aya said after a moment of thought. It let Dilan look out the side or look over the control panels! Nevada, naturally, got sit beside the pilot and the girls got the middle of the rear bench seat between Perry and Marc.

Maya was just happy to hop up into the machine and show Dilan how the seat straps worked with a vague "Hey Lee!" to the pilot!

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan nodded happily and settled in, letting Maya fuss over him. Braig grinned at Aya and took care of getting himself settled.

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Aya chuckled at the sheer enthusiasm going on and settled in her seat, leaning sideways against Perry when he tossed an arm over her shoulders. "We're not interrupting anything important are we? I know you were studying hard today..." she asked Braig.

"And did you really stick a cup in the kitchen wall?" Perry asked with a laugh.

"Totally!" Pierce laughed, climbing in behind everyone. "I was there. For a while there was a coffee stain next to it." Because Pierce had spat his not because Braig used a full cup.

"Huh, bet you could..." Perry and Pierce were going to go back to talking about security nets now with the theory behind blocking teleporting cups!

[sliceitwithwind]

"It's fine, family is important." Braig said, "I'll just get up early tomorrow."

"Liar." Dilan said fondly, "But I'll try to get you up."

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"I'll make you breakfast," Aya added. "Thank you for coming out anyway."

"This would be the time to get breakfast requests in," Maya laughed and settled next to her sister.

"Waffles," Marc laughed, with Nevada adding in "Potato and steak hash."

"Dorks!" Aya laughed fondly as the helicopter cycled up.

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"Waffles are good." Braig allowed. Dilan smiled sweetly at everyone, "I can make the batter."

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"Remember your main job is to get Braig mobile!" Aya laughed. "I'll make waffles and stuff."

"Oooo, stuff. My favorite!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Sausage?" Dilan said hopefully. Not that he'd be stopped much if she didn't make it, he eats it raw when he's in a hurry.

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"Italian or maple?" Aya countered with a grin.

"And I'll get up and make biscuits and gravy too," Maya laughed. "I've been infected with responsible..."

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"Both." Dilan said, blinking, "Mostly Italian, though."

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"Will do!" Aya laughed and flipped Dilan a cheerful salute. "And then Braig gets to study."

"Ooo, and we have the phlebotomy practical tomorrow."

"That's easy," Aya snorted. "Poke people let them bleed."

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"If you want," Dilan offered, "I'll come volunteer. I have good veins."

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"But we like you Dilan!" Maya gasped. "If you volunteer then you get poked by everyone, not just us! And some of the people in our class are idiots!"

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan smiled at them, "I know. Or you can practise on me tonight, if you'd like?"

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"We'll see after dinner? Homework tonight," Aya conceded.

"It'll be a sacrifice in a good cause," Marc assured with a chuckle."They have to pass you before they poke us!"

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"I don't mind." Dilan assured Marc, "I get hurt much worse than they can do with needles regularly. I work with things that have spines."

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"We mind you bleeding too much!" Aya assured.

"We should really look into spine removal as a hobby...' Maya admitted. "Those barbs can be annoying to handle yourself."

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"I'm used to it." Dilan said, "It's only when they're psychotropic that I have problems."

"This," Braig informed Nevada, "is why my life path is the way it is."

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"You may be used to it but the people who like you don't like seeing you cut up or injured." Aya pointed out.

Nevada turned to quirk an odd smile at the eldest boy, "I'm starting to understand why." Yes, Dilan was a rather special case and Braig was something of a reality leash on the boy. "It'll be an interesting life."