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[ He and Delta have been on the run for a few years now- long enough for him to get used to it, long enough for him to grow resigned that maybe it's just them, maybe things didn't turn out exactly like he'd wanted. They're still alive, though, and he tells himself that's something. That's something to look forward to. For the longest time, it is. It's just the two of them, just he and Delta and every so often they stop on a planet for a longer period of time, just to get around, meet some people.

Delta insists on it, anymore, after watching York fall into a depressive slump, and he insists on them stopping every so often, on York getting real, human contact, going out to dinner, doing something to take care of himself.

It's how they hear rumors of people passing through the outskirts of town-- purple armor. York takes note of it, has Delta check the radios and the comms once they're holed up in a hotel for the week, and after getting an idea of where they might be, he goes looking, hopeful. ]

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[ She knew she had made the right decision and wasn't interested in whatever excuse York had for what he did. She rolled her eyes at the two of them and started in on her meal. ]

You didn't have to come back to the project and you know it. You could have stayed away.

[ York snags his own plate and starts digging in, because it's a hot meal and he won't waste it by arguing and letting it get cold. ]

I wasn't gonna let Tex go in there alone.

[ Actually, he sort of thinks his sister has a point. ] What did you come back for? You could have taken the information you had to the UNSC.

[ she does, he doesn't deny that. ]

Texas had all the information, not me. I didn't have a tangible copy. She just needed help getting in and buying time.

But why? We weren't after her. What did she need to buy time for? To screw us over? [ She makes no effort to hide the bitterness in her voice. It was no secret she had been pissed by the assault. ]

Buying time for what?

She was trying to get the Alpha out.

[ It's directed mostly at North, since he knows that Theta had talked about him before. ]

By the time she got there, from what I know, it was too late.

That makes no sense.

I guess she thought she needed him for evidence, too? [ After all, Tex's actions in this whole situation must have been calculated to the nth degree. She wouldn't have risked coming back unless it was absolutely necessary. ]

I don't know exactly why.

[ He and Delta have their suspicions, but it's not hard proof. ]

All I know is she didn't come back with him, and we got the hell out of there as soon as we could.

Like I said, this doesn't make any sense and you can't honestly expect us to believe any of it. [ She looked over at her brother to try to gauge just how much of this he believed. He couldn't be that gullible, right? ]

[ Maybe there were some weird elements to the story, but there was something else North knew about York, and that was if he'd been trying to hide something it'd be pretty damn plain. York couldn't bluff in a game of poker, and he couldn't lie about something like this. He glanced at his sister, then seemed to scrutinize York for a few moments. ]

I'm not so sure. I can think of a couple of reasons York would have had to take the risk, himself.

Edited 2012-11-05 08:02 (UTC)

It was the right thing to do. What the Director was doing-- Connie was trying to get it out there. Tex wasn't as worried about that- she was just trying to stop him from doing what he was doing.

[ He stabs a piece of pasta with a frown ]

It didn't work out good for anyone.

It sounds like a load of bullshit. [ Her words were blunt and she still didn't think York was telling them the truth, regardless of what her brother thought. ]

[ He stayed quiet for a few moments, apparently concentrating on his food. Sometimes he wondered how he'd ever convinced his sister to leave with him, when this was her opinion on the way things had shaken out. He'd had plenty of time to think this over, and even without knowing the details, he just knew deep down that they'd only been trying to do the right thing. It was a gut feeling that he'd never been able to talk himself out of. When he spoke he looked up just enough to catch his sister's eye from under his brows. ]

Well, I believe him.

[ York cuts her a look, frustrated, but he doesn't try to fight her, he just presses his lips in a thin line and doesn't argue it, doesn't make things worse. Instead, he turns his attention to North, shrugging. ]

Like I said. Nothing worked how how we planned.

I could have told you that. [ None of it had been well planned out by the looks of it. ]

[ As usual his sister's little comments were not helpful. He shot her a small frown before returning his attention to York. ]

I guess you managed to get away in the aftermath? There was a lot of chaos and confusion. That's how we pulled it off.

[ Hey, they did what they could with the time they had. ]

Yeah, D and I ditched when everything went to hell. I-- we tried. Damnit, we tried to get some people out but we nearly got killed doing it and so we--

[ He ducks his head, swallowing. ]

We left.

Don't pretend like you cared about any of us.

Lexi, please. [ He says it a bit sharply, because he knows York well enough to know he's swallowing back some emotion. And he also figures he knows who York's referring to. Though, really, despite his sister's cynicism, York's one of those people who has a heart of gold, deep down. In his most optimistic moments York had probably thought he'd be able to get most of them to come with him. ]

[ He doesn't bristle, but his eyes do swing up over to her as he polishes off half of his meal, and sips his soda, quiet. ]

You're not gonna believe me even if I said I did, but we did.

[ Both he and Delta. ]

[ She rolled her eyes. ] Whatever. [ If that was all he had to say for himself, then she'd ignore him and focus on her food. Until he said something that upset her, anyway. ]

[ In a way it's sort of too bad South is here with them, because this conversation had been going a lot easier before she'd arrived. He simply wasn't willing to set her out on her ear, though, no matter how much she seemed to be trying to prove she deserved it sometimes. He'd always looked out for her and he certainly didn't intend to stop now.

In any case he also wasn't willing to let her attitude change his mind. She was blinded by her own cynicism, and, well, maybe hearing them talk about their thought processes would help her release some of that. One could always hope.

He glances at his sister, then seeing that she was using her body posture to wall them off, proceeded to change his own to show he was more invested in the conversation with York, slightly angled toward him and better able to see his friend's face, and crossed his ankle over his other knee to better balance the plate in his lap. ]

D'you get a chance to, uh...talk to anyone, or did things fall apart too quick?

[ Obviously he's not talking about just 'anyone', but he wasn't sure how sensitive York would be to hearing Carolina's name, and he sure knew his sister wouldn't be thrilled to hear it. ]

Edited 2012-11-08 07:18 (UTC)

[ Oh.

Yeah, that's still a sore subject, years later. York hesitates a moment, poking at his food. It's been a while since he's had good stuff like this so he knows not to waste it, but god, talking about any of this doesn't exactly make him have an appetite. ]

Not long enough. Didn't work out that well for anyone involved, really.