heavyhitter | IC CONTACT (futuro & prisma)

[ Honestly, he'd probably prefer an old girlfriend. At least he'd be way over them instead of... weird. When she shuffles over to his side of the table, he leans into her idly, reflexively. And eyes stay focused vaguely on the centerpiece before her offer startles him enough to turn. He might be really good at glossing over what he doesn't want to hear sometimes (like murder), but he's known her long enough to know there's no way that's anything but an honest to god threat. ]

Wh— No, Ramir, she's on our team! And that's not even— [ The problem. The real meat of the awkward part. The bit that's really emotionally constipating if the confliction in his gaze is anything to go by. ] She hasn't done it yet, is the thing... Before I even mentioned I knew her, she said it was 2027 back home. That's like a year before.

[ Oh. And to top if all off, it involves timeline bullshit. She makes a sympathetic face, the arm around his waist going to rub idle, comforting circles at his back. ]

Okay, but that's a standing offer if you change your mind. [ Just because she hasn't done it yet, after all... the potential is still there, as far as Ramir's concerned. Her head tips to lean on Sigma's shoulder. ] So what are you gonna do about her?

[ She's known him for how long and didn't expect it to be full of timeline bullshit? ]

Yeah... [ Not that it's an offer he'll probably ever take, but Akane certainly didn't seem to express any surprise, let alone remorse, when he'd, you know, casually brought up the fact that she'd kidnapped him. But it's the thought that counts. And the thought he appreciates, resting his head up against hers where it lies on his shoulder. ]

... I donno, I thought this'd help me decide, [ he admits, slouching where he sits. Talking it out at someone who has enough of a grasp on the whole shitshow to take his word for it that she's Bad News. ] Get to know her, I guess? Y'know, friends close, enemies closer... And I'm pretty sure she still knows way more about this whole timeline jumping thing than I do.

[ She can admit that that's a pretty reasonable course of action. Keep someone around who isn't yet an enemy, but close be, just keep a close eye on them... it's solid. But still. Killing someone like that would be so satisfying, too. ]

Okay, question. If I see her falling off a cliff, can I just kinda... not save her? Is that fair?

Ramir...

[ Take a good long look at your boyfriend and ask yourself if he'd ever condone letting someone die. He had a hard enough time dealing with a dead zombie. Name groaned, he leans up and scrubs his hands over his face, slumping even further in his seat. ]

Okay, look at it this way, like... Are you upset at me, for any of the shit future me said to you? Like, am I responsible for that, in your opinion? I mean, I said it. At some point.

[ Is he actually defending this woman... Well, from death anyway. ]

[ Ugh. More being reasonable. Sigma slumps down, and Ramir slumps into him with a heavy sigh. ]

I guess not. [ And isn't she always the one mad about the idea of fate, and that things could be set in stone and unchangeable? It's irritating to think of this that way, though. She scowls, but buries it in Sigma's arm. ]

Fine. [ It's a mumble. ] I won't kill her or watch her die if given the option. I'll follow your lead.

[ His most annoying talent. ]

[ As she grumbles into his shoulder, he mimics her huff, albeit slightly more relieved than frustrated. ]

Like I have any idea where I'm going, [ he laments. When she's finished, he takes his arm back and wraps it around her shoulders instead, pulling her in to put a kiss to the top of her head. ] Thanks... I'll let you know if the jury ever changes its mind.

[ But it's not like she can do anything while they're here anyway, working under ALASTAIR. Besides maybe try and convince him to return home with her. Which would absolutely never work on him now, no matter what she tried, fate be damned. ]

... Her name's Akane. [ It's probably been thrown around once or twice, but just in case she forgot. ]

[ Akane makes it immediately to the list of names she won't forget, but she just nods. ]

Got it. Akane, piece of shit, off-limits for killing.

[ And on that note, looking completely unconcerned because he's walked in on weirder lines before, the waiter with a delivery of their dinners. Ramir perks up immediately and digs right in, but not without one more inquisitive glance over. ]

Anything else I should know? Or did we basically cover it?

[ Same, waiter man... Bad news out of the way, Sigma wastes just about as much time as Ramir does starting in on the food. It's a welcome distraction at this point, one that relaxes him visibly. ]

Nah, that sums it up, I think, [ he muses between mouthfuls. Nothing quite like bitching and moaning up a storm to work up an appetite. ] Pretty much. Maybe. I donno, locking eyes with the food person kinda hard resets my train of thought.

[ He's probably better off not overthinking the whole thing all night anyway. ]

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