Which is just a moment before she's properly spotted him and adjusts her trajectory coming through the door, already smiling quite fondly to see him.
They weren't given much money to start, but she at least has enough credits for a couple drinks. She helps herself to the seat beside him and glances over at any drink he already has in hand, considering, before asking for two of the same from the bartender.
[ he hears her approach from behind, but doesn't turn, waiting for her to slide onto the stool next to him before acknowledging her. ]
Oh, you know me, doc. Sunnier than the bright side of Io.
[ shut up, miller. he finishes off his drink just in time to accept the one she orders him, nodding to the bartender before spinning to face her and clinking their glasses. ]Yam Seng, or what-the-fuck-ever.
[She hasn't worked up the nerve to leave. The kids are here; the ones she protected for two months. Riley doesn't particularly care what becomes of her, but leaving them up here alone is unthinkable. She stays and guards them to the best of her ability. It's hard to miss the other person lurking about especially with that face. If it weren't for the rest of him, Riley would be positive this was another trick of her very cruel mind.
He's someone else. Riley's interested enough in finding out who if only to check to see if her mind hasn't gotten more creative these days. What super interesting opening line does she have for Miller?] You're still here.
[Nailed it. In her defense, apparently sticking around is a deathwish. It's worth commenting on.]
[ he sees her, day in and out. while he's visiting his stupid earthers she visits the kids. are they her kids? miller tells himself he doesn't care even while telling muss and havelock all about his day like a crazy person. it's a lot of exploring the station, and even more drinking. the point is, when she finally addresses him, it feels overdue. sure, he could've said he noticed her all this time, but it's like starting small talk in a graveyard.
weird, riley. it's weird. but he glances over, scratching an invisible itch over his eye. at least he found some clothes since burning the vac suit he came in with, they're unassuming. but then again, so is he. at least, other than that stupid ass mohawk. ]
You've been workin' up to that one, have you, kid? [ everyone's a kid when you were born a hundred year old detective. ] If I step foot down on that planet, the gravity will smoosh me like a pancake. So I guess you're stuck with me. Lucky you.
[She swallows the retort at the kid comment. Riley once told Carly that only kids argued about their age. She still thinks she's right about that. Her eyes widen just a tiny bit at that gravity bit. She didn't think that was a thing outside space movies, but she supposes they in one.
Riley exhales out her nose.] I've had worse company.
[Now to ask the obvious question:] Why only you? [This is the first she heard of gravity being an issue.]
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First rounds on you, doc.
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There's one down here with a great view.
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I'm still on Thesa. We've got drinks too you know.
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You don't know if it will.
But if there's a good place on Thesa, by all means.
Be my guide?
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1/2
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I do have some standards, you know.
But I'm here.
Where can I find you?
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[ and he's always looking - for booze. ]
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Which is just a moment before she's properly spotted him and adjusts her trajectory coming through the door, already smiling quite fondly to see him.
They weren't given much money to start, but she at least has enough credits for a couple drinks. She helps herself to the seat beside him and glances over at any drink he already has in hand, considering, before asking for two of the same from the bartender.
"Hello, detective. How are you?"
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Oh, you know me, doc. Sunnier than the bright side of Io.
[ shut up, miller. he finishes off his drink just in time to accept the one she orders him, nodding to the bartender before spinning to face her and clinking their glasses. ] Yam Seng, or what-the-fuck-ever.
action.
He's someone else. Riley's interested enough in finding out who if only to check to see if her mind hasn't gotten more creative these days. What super interesting opening line does she have for Miller?] You're still here.
[Nailed it. In her defense, apparently sticking around is a deathwish. It's worth commenting on.]
Re: action.
weird, riley. it's weird. but he glances over, scratching an invisible itch over his eye. at least he found some clothes since burning the vac suit he came in with, they're unassuming. but then again, so is he. at least, other than that stupid ass mohawk. ]
You've been workin' up to that one, have you, kid? [ everyone's a kid when you were born a hundred year old detective. ] If I step foot down on that planet, the gravity will smoosh me like a pancake. So I guess you're stuck with me. Lucky you.
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Riley exhales out her nose.] I've had worse company.
[Now to ask the obvious question:] Why only you? [This is the first she heard of gravity being an issue.]
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