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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"You're welcome Dilan. We'll work on the crossing state and country lines thing before summer break." Nevada swung out and to the ground, holding his hands up to help the girls down. It was just a family habit! "The girls mentioned something about Carnivale?"

"You're great with secrets uncle," Aya laughed. "We love you anyway."

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"That would be nice." Dilan admitted, smiling at Nevada again, "I'd like to see other places."

Braig grinned at the girls, "He's probably better with them when he's told they're secrets, I'm betting."

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"Yeah, probably," they admitted, chagrined.

Nevada nodded to the group and offered his arms to the girls. "Like I said, we'll see what can be done. Maybe we can add you as an intern or something, slide you in under the our merc aegis."

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Dilan smiled at him again, "Okay. I'm sure I could be useful."

"He's saying it as a legal fiction, Dilan."

"...I could still be useful."

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"I do not know if I want to open the way for true interns in the company, it is a dangerous place for people even when they are skilled." Nevada admitted. "But I will consider it." Why not? Odd as the boy may be he could be useful as he said.

"...you just want to recruit someone from the campus so KAOS stops bugging you to come to the career days!" Aya accused.

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"I go to school at KAOS." Dilan pointed out, the unspoken being that he was quite, quite used to danger.

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"Different kinds of danger out in the real world," Nevada admitted, then gave a feral smile to the gentleman who wanted to seat them.

"And in the company you need to end up stabbing or singeing yourself less often, your body is an asset of the company." Aya pointed out quietly.

"This is also the argument Nevada used on us so we didn't get tattoos a few years ago." Maya snorted.

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Dilan nodded and slipped his hand around Braig's again. "I don't usually do it on purpose. Things just happen."

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"Things always happen!" Maya laughed. "It's learning to dodge those things that's important! Huh...was there a dress code?"

Aya looked the diners over and shrugged. "Well...we'll tip well?"

"I'll tip well." Nevada agreed. "You just get to eat a good meal in front of us so we can assure everyone back home that you're not eating like crazy college kids."

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan looked somewhat wounded at Nevada's teasing comment, "I take good care of everyone's nutritional needs! Even Pierce's...I had to give him a goat's stomach to do it, but I took care of it!"

"..." Braig tried to think of some way to explain that to Nevada. And failed. Miserably.

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"There is a difference between being told and assured they're eating well and being able to say we saw it with our own eyes." Nevada pointed out, pulling out chairs for the girls. "And...I'm not entirely sure what to say to that."

"I did not sign up for that exactly!" pierce admitted. "It just kinda happened. I can eat Coke cans now though!"

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"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."

[mitochondriaaya]

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