Funerary Rites 32: Control
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“I have to ask again, are you an idiot?”
“You don’t have to be an asshole. I know how Keeping works, you giant shit, so you can back off and just assume I’m not asking or talking about the bond. Obviously you’re protective of her. Obviously you have to obey her. That has nothing to do with the way you’re looking at her right now.” Ezer rolled his eyes and flapped that away with a wave of his hand. “Anyway. There’s a job. It’s a recon, and if you, mister, can listen and follow a plan, then we could use you. If you can’t, then you’re staying back here.”
“You can’t give me orders,” Erramun snarled.
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“I have to ask again, are you an idiot?”
“You don’t have to be an asshole. I know how Keeping works, you giant shit, so you can back off and just assume I’m not asking or talking about the bond. Obviously you’re protective of her. Obviously you have to obey her. That has nothing to do with the way you’re looking at her right now.” Ezer rolled his eyes and flapped that away with a wave of his hand. “Anyway. There’s a job. It’s a recon, and if you, mister, can listen and follow a plan, then we could use you. If you can’t, then you’re staying back here.”
“You can’t give me orders,” Erramun snarled.
read on…
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Date: 2019-01-24 06:12 am (UTC)Maybe Ezer, despite being something of a jerk, is seeing what's going on from outside and has at least some idea from knowing Senga of how to deal with it. (Though he seems utterly oblivious to them wanting time alone.)
And that euphemism about the fancy sports car reminds me: she also inherited a classic Corvette. They should take it for a drive — no euphemism involved — and talk. Whether they euphemism while doing so is optional.
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Date: 2019-01-24 11:19 am (UTC)