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PIC PROMPTS / TFLN / RANDOM SCENARIO
HAN SOLO velocities	BETTY MCRAE bombsheller	RIVER TAM subsulcus	RIVER TAM (AU) comprehender
SIMON TAM vest	BRIA THAREN exulted	NADINE CROSS bridaled	GU JUN-PYO toddler
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[warranter]

They know this routine, both of them: Simon with his medicine, Dutch with being treated. She's a shit surgeon herself, much more frequently on the other end of things.

(Meaning: being examined. Also meaning: causing injuries, relative to taking them.)

Things have been going strange, if Dutch is being honest, ever since D'avin came into her life -- and back into Johnny's. It's one thing after another, between the things that were done to him in the military and Khlyen's reappearance, the mysteries of the RAC and Level 6 that have been dragging them in, the shitshow that's been the state of Old Town.

But Dutch wouldn't call herself honest, and Simon's got enough on his plate.

"Peachy keen," she says, light, tosses him a playful smile. "What about out here? Place like this, you can't be bored."

[vest]

'Peachy keen,' gets an unimpressed and skeptical look, but Simon doesn't press for more information. They've been out of contact for enough time that things either are going fine, or they're bad enough she doesn't want to talk about it.

He's dedicated his life to his sister, a girl who frequently doesn't want to talk about it. He knows the drill.

"Oh, you know," and where her tone had been light his is a little flat in its sarcasm, distracted, as his main focus remains on treating the wounds in front of him, "Never a dull moment in the exciting career of underground stitching services."

She walked in on him doing inventory for probably the tenth time that week. The adventure.