[ He's going to cough in response to all of this. ]
It's Standardissue. His username. [ That's the important part of the topic, right? Swallowing nervously a bit. They are at what was once a good dating spot, but privacy was an issue.
He doesn't even know why he's even thinking about it while having Beckett on the line.] We're at an aquarium. [He swaps to video a moment to record the water in one of the tanks. It's calming to watch. ]
Wait, what do you mean about him and Angel? [ WHAT HAS HE BEEN MISSING? ]
Right. Very uncreative. Understandable. Someone in your circus band has to be the reliable one...
[There is a long-ish pause there. The sight of the water may have lulled him into a brief staring semi-sleep. Not enough to stop him returning to the real subject at hand, though.]
... Angel. I mean he shouldn't be trying to do anything. Too much on both their minds. They're very young, you know...
[ The words are barely audible as he watches the water. This whole thing is almost surreal. Beckett talking about Angel and Kunsel like that could be a thing. It wasn't long when Steph was plotting on trying to steal a kiss from Kunsel, too.
Considering all the other potential catches in this place, he can't really find fault in people looking at Kunsel for a date. ]
Does- did she actually think about it? Like might have gone for it if she didn't have a shitty dad?
Jim is six years ol - I mean sixteen. No one is reliable at sixteen. Not anymore. It wasn't always like that, you know, you mortals used to have to grow up quickly. Sensible times. I miss... no. No I don't.
[... was he saying something important? He's reasonably sure he was. Kunsel. Angel. Something about going for... what was she going for... oh.]
It's not relevant. Castles in the air. Not while we're all dying of... everything.
Some of us still have to. [ Have to grow quickly he means. ] Jim's been through a lot before coming here. You would probably enjoy hearing all about it if he ever decides to share.
[ Yeah, he sounds stupidly fond. ]
Alright. I'll pass the message on. [ Yeah, he's petty sure Beckett is drunk or something. He'll try to find out later after he can wrap his brain about Beckett possibly trying to help Kunsel out. ]
[He isn't mocking Jim. It's just a question of perspective. After a moment he realises that perhaps he should clarify that.]
But maybe I would. Enjoy it, that is. He's a good lad. You should be happy - both of you. Whatever you end up doing. Be happy. Rage against the dying of the... something. Don't let it take you. It will, but you fight. You fight.
[ He opens his mouth to argue, but is pacified at the compliment towards Jim. Thankfully none of that is really shown on the feed as he already forgot he has it aimed at the tanks. ]
A treasure map was involved. [ And that's all he'll tease with. HOPEFULLY HIS FRIENDS AND BOYFRIEND WILL GET ALONG SOME DAY. ] Not going to let it take me. I still have a lot left to do and promises to keep.
Really. [That is actually a note of intrigue in his voice, though as muddled as the rest. And skeptical, of course.] Maybe I'll tell you a thing or two about treasure maps too, one day. Maybe you'd both like that. That one time when we were... we were... I forget.
[He says that oddly, almost like that makes him sad.]
But - yes - keep your promises. All of you young folk. I'm glad.
Yeah, really. There were pirates, too. [ Okay, maybe he'll drop another teaser. His boyfriend had pretty amazing and dangerous adventure. ] I'd like that. [ A pause as he glances towards where he knows Jim should be. ] We both would.
[ He won't press about Beckett forgetting. He's drunk or something. ]
I'll do my best. He makes it worth keeping them, you know. [ Cause Beckett needs to hear him being sappy. ]
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It's Standardissue. His username. [ That's the important part of the topic, right? Swallowing nervously a bit. They are at what was once a good dating spot, but privacy was an issue.
He doesn't even know why he's even thinking about it while having Beckett on the line.] We're at an aquarium. [He swaps to video a moment to record the water in one of the tanks. It's calming to watch. ]
Wait, what do you mean about him and Angel? [ WHAT HAS HE BEEN MISSING? ]
you're okay bb I laughed a lot anyway
[There is a long-ish pause there. The sight of the water may have lulled him into a brief staring semi-sleep. Not enough to stop him returning to the real subject at hand, though.]
... Angel. I mean he shouldn't be trying to do anything. Too much on both their minds. They're very young, you know...
<3
[ The words are barely audible as he watches the water. This whole thing is almost surreal. Beckett talking about Angel and Kunsel like that could be a thing. It wasn't long when Steph was plotting on trying to steal a kiss from Kunsel, too.
Considering all the other potential catches in this place, he can't really find fault in people looking at Kunsel for a date. ]
Does- did she actually think about it? Like might have gone for it if she didn't have a shitty dad?
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[... was he saying something important? He's reasonably sure he was. Kunsel. Angel. Something about going for... what was she going for... oh.]
It's not relevant. Castles in the air. Not while we're all dying of... everything.
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[ Yeah, he sounds stupidly fond. ]
Alright. I'll pass the message on. [ Yeah, he's petty sure Beckett is drunk or something. He'll try to find out later after he can wrap his brain about Beckett possibly trying to help Kunsel out. ]
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[He isn't mocking Jim. It's just a question of perspective. After a moment he realises that perhaps he should clarify that.]
But maybe I would. Enjoy it, that is. He's a good lad. You should be happy - both of you. Whatever you end up doing. Be happy. Rage against the dying of the... something. Don't let it take you. It will, but you fight. You fight.
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A treasure map was involved. [ And that's all he'll tease with. HOPEFULLY HIS FRIENDS AND BOYFRIEND WILL GET ALONG SOME DAY. ] Not going to let it take me. I still have a lot left to do and promises to keep.
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[He says that oddly, almost like that makes him sad.]
But - yes - keep your promises. All of you young folk. I'm glad.
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[ He won't press about Beckett forgetting. He's drunk or something. ]
I'll do my best. He makes it worth keeping them, you know. [ Cause Beckett needs to hear him being sappy. ]