[ 13 nods. It's not just a matter of shielding 4. Involving the boy might drag him into political affairs that have nothing to do with him. That's on the assumption that boy already doesn't have an affiliation. ]
I can't tell you even if I wanted to.
[ Classified. That's a word with which he's all too intimate. ]
13 takes a sip during the boy's response. He sets down the glass, eyes closed in thought, and nods. ]
I'll take you inside. But I can't guarantee I'll be there to take you out.
[ They'll most likely split once they get in, because 13 can't take the boy with him. Better to go in together than let the boy go ahead and come in later to alert soldiers. It isn't that he doubts the boy's abilities; he's already been delayed once, and a smooth operation is ideal. ]
[ Mmnn. He's glad he can be helped in. But he guesses he's banking on Elise being there to help him back out. If she's not there, then ... well, he can consider himself dead. This is why he shouldn't be left to make decisions on his own. They're hard.
But he'll nod. ] O-Okay. [ And a short pause. ] But, you should know first, uh — if they see you with me, they'll — just don't get caught.
[ He feels obligated to give a warning, at the very least. If he's really going to help him, he can at least let him know it's dangerous to. ]
[ At that, 13 gives a small smile. "Don't get caught" has always been rather funny to him, even when the command has a valid backing. ]
They won't catch me.
[ He downs the rest of the drink, then reaches for the kit in the middle of the table as he stands. Before he goes back to the bartender, he leaves the boy a simple instruction. ]
I'm returning these. Think about when you want to go back.
[ A-Aah, that response is a little ... weird, but if that's how he feels about his warning, there's nothing he can do about it. He hopes he's serious about not getting caught.
But his simple instructions are a little difficult. Think about when he wants to go back, huh. Well, for Elise's sake, it should be as soon as possible. But the soldiers are probably (definitely) still majorly active around the area. So it'd be way too dangerous right now. But. Gah. ]
Got it.
[ Is his only response. He should probably ask for 13's opinion when he comes back, humm. ]
i try and fail every time because sleep is addicting
[ Engaging the bartender in another conversation as he hands over the kit and empty glass, 13 takes a while to return. News in the town seems to travel fast, especially in this bar, and the bartender's talkative enough. Eventually, 13 nods, says his thanks, and goes back to slip into his seat across the boy. ]
There's already gossip about military activity in this part of town.
[ He rests an arm on the table, watching the boy. That's a good and bad thing, because it means the military's cursory search of town is almost over. ]
it is very addicting ;-; my roommate finds it funny how i wake up a lot but always go back to sleep
[ True. The military will no doubt be on higher guard than before. But it's a stroke of good luck that they bothered to come down in pursuit of the boy. ]
They split their forces to patrol the town. Security will be stricter at the bases, but they'll have more holes.
next to me duuuuh. it's kinda slim but jac slept over just fine before
[ Aah. He hadn't realized that since they're in town, a lot of them will be missing from the bases. Even if they're on guard, they have less numbers, huh. ]
So, you think this'll be the best time to go, then?
[ ... Definitely a good thing he asked his opinion. ]
[ If the boy can run, he can think and move accordingly on his feet. They've been away for a while, between the transit and their time spent in the bar. 13 won't just assume that was enough to recharge, because everyone's different. ]
[ Humm. He thinks about that for a moment, before deciding he's as good as he'll get. He doesn't feel like he has the ability to sit around for too long right now anyway. It's really only his wounds that might slow him down, and those will take too long to fully heal anyway. So ...
[ 13 is ready, but those precious three minutes can help them. He wants to give the boy more time to rest, and it allows the light drink he had to fully settle before he clamps a hand down on the top of the booth seat and rises. ]
Let's go.
[ He reckons "act natural" is a given. A handful of military soldiers pass the entrance of the bar in a paced dash. 13 gives them a brief glance on his way to the motorcycle. No one's going to look at them a second time, either, if they don't freak out. ]
[ Ah, then he'll get up and follow him once he's prompted to. He understands just fine that he should be acting natural, but when he notices the soldiers pass by, it's hard to keep his breath from hitching and his hands from shaking a little. So he'll put them in his pockets (please, calm down, hands). Seeing them like that, he realizes again what's at stake for him.
He'll be as quiet as possible, though, behind 13 as he leads him to the motorcycle. (Even if he doesn't feel quiet — knowing the soldiers are close-by makes it hard to remain as calm as he wants to. His heart feels like it might beat out of his chest.) ]
[ Before their ride, 13 motions Aiden to the motorcycle. ]
Here.
[ You first. 13 will get on afterward and start up the same way he had in the base.
Between their fairly casual display and the small clusters of people walking by, they've blended in well enough thus far. If Aiden doesn't somehow trip over himself, they should be fine. The soldiers aren't even looking their way. ]
[ Wow, he won't trip over himself right now!! He's just nervous, okay. But he's trying not to be outwardly nervous.
So he'll get on the motorcycle when he's motioned to, quietly. And when 13 gets on afterward, he'll spend a moment wondering whether he should hold onto him again, before ... deciding he will faintly hold onto the sides of his shirt, okay. Just for the beginning, okay! So he can get used to the speed again. Okay. ]
it's me laughing and shaking my head at my bad joke
[ From the way his shirt pulls around his sides, 13 can guess at the boy's plan. Although the brief chuckle that follows is soundless, the exhalation of breath is clearly audible while he overlays a hand on the panel in front of him.
This boy doesn't trust anything. Not even the back seat.
The motorcycle hums to life, and they take off at a similar acceleration to before. This time, 13 takes a different route to the base, in one part to avoid the marching soldiers and in another to approach from another direction. ]
you mean your fantastic joke that deserves praise and love
[ You can't expect him to trust anything when he's constantly being taught that nothing can be trusted! At least he's got some bit of it in 13 now, as much as he wouldn't want to admit it — though he wouldn't be coming with him like this if he didn't. He's far softer than Elise could ever be. Situations and where he puts his trust come out far differently when he's the only one making the decisions, apparently.
But, wow — he hears the way he exhales! R-Rude. Just going to scoff a little, but ... not let go. Especially when they're moving. Sob. ]
[ The ride is smooth, if perhaps a tad rushed in feeling due to 13's desire for swiftness. Unlike the first time, he swerves around and comes into the base from the side rather than the front, where a tall wall cuts them off from the interior.
Parking in a somewhat tucked away spot, 13 settles the motorcycle onto the ground. As he slides off his seat, he turns his attention to the wall. If he recalls correctly (and he surely has), there's a hole in security here – just enough space to scale the wall, past the barbed wires at the top. ]
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my greatest shame of 2015 ;O;
I can't tell you even if I wanted to.
[ Classified. That's a word with which he's all too intimate. ]
yes ;~; it's okay i forgive you
Thought so. [ A pause. ] Well, I can't tell you much either, so ...
[ A small sigh. How is he expecting to gauge if their interests coincide? Aiden's kind of wondering how he's going to do the same, but ... ]
on the bright side you got to eat all of hope's waffles
Breathing out, 13 swirls the glass in preparation for another sip. ]
Let me rephrase what I said before. Are you going back to the bases?
yes and that means i have all of hope's love in my tummy and you have none PUFFS
A slow, hesitant nod. ] I — I think so.
[ As scared as he is about it, he's got nothing else he can do ... But his stomach is still full of knots. ]
. . . ;~; weh
13 takes a sip during the boy's response. He sets down the glass, eyes closed in thought, and nods. ]
I'll take you inside. But I can't guarantee I'll be there to take you out.
[ They'll most likely split once they get in, because 13 can't take the boy with him. Better to go in together than let the boy go ahead and come in later to alert soldiers. It isn't that he doubts the boy's abilities; he's already been delayed once, and a smooth operation is ideal. ]
gotta be faster ;w;
But he'll nod. ] O-Okay. [ And a short pause. ] But, you should know first, uh — if they see you with me, they'll — just don't get caught.
[ He feels obligated to give a warning, at the very least. If he's really going to help him, he can at least let him know it's dangerous to. ]
gotta stop dreaming the real life
They won't catch me.
[ He downs the rest of the drink, then reaches for the kit in the middle of the table as he stands. Before he goes back to the bartender, he leaves the boy a simple instruction. ]
I'm returning these. Think about when you want to go back.
stop dreamin' and start livin', jaejae
But his simple instructions are a little difficult. Think about when he wants to go back, huh. Well, for Elise's sake, it should be as soon as possible. But the soldiers are probably (definitely) still majorly active around the area. So it'd be way too dangerous right now. But. Gah. ]
Got it.
[ Is his only response. He should probably ask for 13's opinion when he comes back, humm. ]
i try and fail every time because sleep is addicting
There's already gossip about military activity in this part of town.
[ He rests an arm on the table, watching the boy. That's a good and bad thing, because it means the military's cursory search of town is almost over. ]
it is very addicting ;-; my roommate finds it funny how i wake up a lot but always go back to sleep
Sitting up then so he's not so hunched over anymore. ]
Should we stay put in here? [ A pause. ] Or risk trying to get out of the area?
[ He's not really good at this decision thing, since it's usually Elise pulling him around, so ... ]
this is me . . . your roommate would find me funny, too
We'll stay for a little longer. [ That being said, ] Did you decide?
let's show her how funny we are together come sleep over
[ Humm. And about that last part. ]
I, ah — I'm kind of stuck on that. This — it's kind of time sensitive, but ... I don't know how safe it is to go back right now ...
[ They're probably majorly on guard right now. ]
but where will i sleep on your patterned bed
They split their forces to patrol the town. Security will be stricter at the bases, but they'll have more holes.
next to me duuuuh. it's kinda slim but jac slept over just fine before
So, you think this'll be the best time to go, then?
[ ... Definitely a good thing he asked his opinion. ]
i hereby dub yours "the snuggle bed"
[ If the boy can run, he can think and move accordingly on his feet. They've been away for a while, between the transit and their time spent in the bar. 13 won't just assume that was enough to recharge, because everyone's different. ]
good then you must snuggle wit me in it PUFFS
A nod. ]
Yeah, I can run.
we will snuggle in yours and roll around in mine
13 nods back and gestures to the boy. ]
We'll go in three. If you need to do anything, do it now.
excellent. the two best activities to do in a bed. we've got our bases covered.
I'm ready whenever you are.
[ Ready to follow his lead (and hope things go relatively smoothly). ]
you mean . . . we've got our beds covered. ba dum tsh
Let's go.
[ He reckons "act natural" is a given. A handful of military soldiers pass the entrance of the bar in a paced dash. 13 gives them a brief glance on his way to the motorcycle. No one's going to look at them a second time, either, if they don't freak out. ]
pffff wow jaejae ... paps your silly joke face
He'll be as quiet as possible, though, behind 13 as he leads him to the motorcycle. (Even if he doesn't feel quiet — knowing the soldiers are close-by makes it hard to remain as calm as he wants to. His heart feels like it might beat out of his chest.) ]
HAHA . . . HA . . . ha . . . haha . . .
Here.
[ You first. 13 will get on afterward and start up the same way he had in the base.
Between their fairly casual display and the small clusters of people walking by, they've blended in well enough thus far. If Aiden doesn't somehow trip over himself, they should be fine. The soldiers aren't even looking their way. ]
... wow what's with the scary laughing jaejae
So he'll get on the motorcycle when he's motioned to, quietly. And when 13 gets on afterward, he'll spend a moment wondering whether he should hold onto him again, before ... deciding he will faintly hold onto the sides of his shirt, okay. Just for the beginning, okay! So he can get used to the speed again. Okay. ]
it's me laughing and shaking my head at my bad joke
This boy doesn't trust anything. Not even the back seat.
The motorcycle hums to life, and they take off at a similar acceleration to before. This time, 13 takes a different route to the base, in one part to avoid the marching soldiers and in another to approach from another direction. ]
you mean your fantastic joke that deserves praise and love
But, wow — he hears the way he exhales! R-Rude. Just going to scoff a little, but ... not let go. Especially when they're moving. Sob. ]
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Parking in a somewhat tucked away spot, 13 settles the motorcycle onto the ground. As he slides off his seat, he turns his attention to the wall. If he recalls correctly (and he surely has), there's a hole in security here – just enough space to scale the wall, past the barbed wires at the top. ]
We're here. How well do you climb?
LMFAO CHOKES ... don't worry jaejae i love you and your bad jokes
i'm so lucky to have you
pls das my line, o joke master
the joke master is me, yes. flexes
JOKE KNIGHT QUEEN
too tired for a clever pun alas
finally responds to this hi jae owo
finally . . . responds to this, too . . .
eats you
if you eat me, i can't respond anymore!
u can in my tummy ;o;
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jae hates me ;-;
HAHA I FORGOT TO WRITE A SUBJECT
or was it on purpose because you hATE ME
yes. yes, it was. you caught me
i knew it ;A;
i hate you so much i love you
o///^///o
bad english is forever the bane of my existence