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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.26

joe_avJohn walked down the gangway and into the world. He was put off by Keith’s scolding in front of new folks, but John couldn’t fault him for it being his doctor and the captain. If he had been in a better mood it would have been nothing, but at the moment it was the last thing he wanted to take quietly.

He didn’t like being set so fully into his ire. This wasn’t like him, and he knew it wasn’t really anger. He just felt sad that he saw so many people he cared about in spots where he couldn’t help them. He wasn’t going to beg people to be someone they’re not, and sometimes paths diverge. Wasn’t anything wrong with that. He felt bad that he had asked Vanya to consider walking with him a while when Keith had wanted her so badly for so long...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.24

ty_avDurden and Jackson strolled up the gravel road that passed the clearing where Alice sat flatten its patch of earth. The Kokezaru noted the smile that crept up on Jack’s face as the tail tips of the Osprey Class cargo ship appeared over the horizon followed by the long body that made up the Looking Glass. Alice. That smile meant that something. It meant that she had gotten to the mechanic. Jackson was part of her crew.

Dru clapped him on the shoulder, laughing. “What?” he asked, confusion replacing the subtle smile.

“Nothing, Jacks,” Dru replied.

“Random fits of laughter,” the mechanic shook his head, Durden’s laughter apparently a little contagious, “not generally considered a mark of sanity, Dru.”

Loomed larger and the two men veered off the beaten path...

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Adventures in the ‘Verse – Through the Looking Glass 1.23

joe_avJacks and Dru sat at a table each nursing a drink. It had been almost an hour since they had left a message at the docks.

“Let me ask you a question…”

“Ain’t stoppin ya,” Dru looked down at his drink.

“Where were ya all stationed, durin’ the war?”

The Browncoat’s head weaved from one side to the other, as if hemming and hawing. He looked up from his glass, “Ain’t somethin’ I like talkin’ about.”

“Well I told y’all where I was.”

“And that’s a fact.” Dru nodded. “Thing ya got to realize, Jackson,” he paused a moment to lift the glass up to his lips, “Some people’s scars run a lot deeper than others.”

Jackson nodded, “I’m sorry I prodded.”

Dru closed his eyes for a moment, “Mei wen ti.”

“Jackson?” The voice came from behind Alice’s mechanic...

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