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[fullmeasure]

Uh huh.

[goddammit Saul]

So the kid can give super powers and you have super powers. Wonderful.

[5055034455]

Isn't it?

[He thinks it is.

Then, a thought:] Hey, are they still making people choose a weapon when they show up?

[fullmeasure]

[Mike raises an eyebrow, but leans to the side and pulls his gun out, setting it on the table]

They let me choose one.

[5055034455]

[WHOA, MIKE. EASY. Saul scoots his chair back immediately, looking a little alarmed.

The powers have only done so much for his bravery, see.

He casts a worried glance around, then pushes the gun back toward Mike.]

Would you put that away? God. I wasn't asking for show and tell.

[fullmeasure]

[okay now that's better.

Mike barely resists a grin, but does as he's asked]

The safety was on, Saul.

[5055034455]

Yeah, great.

[He rolls his eyes.

Whatever, Mike.]

Be careful with that thing. The Initiative can't bring people back from the dead like they used to.

[fullmeasure]

You're telling me to be careful with a gun?

[Saul pls]

[5055034455]

No offense.

[He's just saying...]

Anyway, how're you doing? Settling in alright?

[fullmeasure]

[what a loaded question. Mike answers the best way he knows how: deadpan sarcasm]

Well, I went from being shot and dying to being on a moon base in the future. All things considered, I think I'm doing as well as can be expected.

[5055034455]

[Yeah, that was dumb. He'll look appropriately sheepish, okay?]

Right, right. Who've you talked to so far?

[fullmeasure]

[ask a dumb question . . . ]

A bunch of kids, mostly. They all looked at me like they've never met someone over the age of forty.

[5055034455]

You remember any names?

[fullmeasure]

Ellie, Celestia Ludenberg, Seras Victoria, Stan, who's taking care of a little girl named Peace, and Anne Boleyn.

[of course he remembers names]

[5055034455]

[Ah, now there's a list. Saul smiles.]

Stan and Anne are friends of mine. Clients, too.

[fullmeasure]

[why isn't he surprised]

They're a little different from your usual clients.

[5055034455]

You make do with what you have.

[fullmeasure]

I didn't know a lawyer was needed here. [it isn't said harshly, almost curiously]

[5055034455]

A lawyer, no. Not with our lack of a legal system. But someone with a skill set as varied and versatile as mine? You bet.

[Don't you just want to smack that smug face of his, Mike?]

[fullmeasure]

[all the goddamn time, Saul. All the goddamn time]

Don't make me smack that look off your face.

[it's a weak threat, at least]

But since we're talking about your clients, I've got to ask . . .

[5055034455]

[Oh, Mike.

HE MISSED YOU. ♥]

Right. Uh. You're probably wondering about the whole... bordering-on-gay thing we've got going on, correct?

[fullmeasure]

Whatever the two of you do in your alone time is none of my business.

[5055034455]

Har har.

[He walked right into that one, though.]

[fullmeasure]

You're the one who put it that way.

[5055034455]

[Cue a dismissive hand wave. Whatevs, man.]

Yeah, well. This place is awfully good at putting things in perspective.

[fullmeasure]

Go on.