BORDERLANDS AU 1

[agoodname]

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[enigmaster]

[Edward looks over, from where he's been working with his ECHO device. Nothing important, even, just using the touch screen to practice his writing. Even if he'll get a new arm eventually, with how little he has to do around here, he might as well work on his left hand's dexterity. ...So he maybe feels a little Seen right now.] What? No, nooooo. Not at all. [As he's... just writing the same things over and over in that device. ...] Maybe just a little.

[agoodname]

[Butch looks amused at that, the corner of his mouth quirking into a smile] I'll talk to Lee, see what she thinks about takin' you out for a drive or something. We might have to disguise you because you're kinda supposed to be dead, but that shouldn't be too hard.

[enigmaster]

Put an eyepatch on me and I'm pretty sure most of the bandits will think I'm a completely different person. [Hey, it'd be a look, compared to the current bandages.] ...That'd be nice, though.

[agoodname]

An eyepatch would look pretty neat. [his mouth quirks up into a smile] Maybe a sunhat or something.

[enigmaster]

So what's the look I'd be going for here? Pirate gardener?

[agoodname]

[alsdkhfs Butch barks out a laugh at that] Absolutely. No one would ever recognize you! [he grins] They're looking for a techie, not a pirate gardener. Their eyes will pass right over you.

[enigmaster]

Sounds-- [And Edward hisses quietly a moment, wincing slightly. Hm?] Sounds foolproof.

[agoodname]

[Butch blinks at that, moving to stand and move closer] Do y'need to shift? I can help if y'do.

[enigmaster]

Ah, no... No, I'm alright. It's just my arm hurts a little, that's all.

[Maybe he's been using that ECHO pad too much?]

[agoodname]

[....huh?] Did you tell Dr. Thompkins?

[enigmaster]

Ah, yeah, but it's um... [Edward grimaces a bit.] It's my other arm... you know? [So there's the problem. It's not real pain.]

[agoodname]

[Ah. That explains that] Phantom pains, then.

[enigmaster]

Yeah. Not much to be done about that, except more painkillers, and I'd rather, uh... not. [He's had enough of those.]

[agoodname]

That understandable. I try not to take those when I don't have to myself.

[enigmaster]

I think I've had enough to last a lifetime.

[agoodname]

Yeah, well, we'll get you out for a bit and that'll give you something to focus on other than all that, at least. Any requests?

[enigmaster]

Honestly, just being somewhere other than this room for a bit sounds great... [that's all he wants]

[agoodname]

"We can definitely make that happen. Wouldn't want you goin' stir crazy in here."

[enigmaster]

Too late for that, I think.

[agoodname]

[Butch barks out a laugh] "Well, you're still better off on the sanity level than most of the people out there, so I'd call that a win. But I'll definitely figure out a thing with Lee and Oswald to get you out of here for at least a bit."

[enigmaster]

Ah... thanks. [He hesitates a moment.] How're things going, anyway, back at the Citadel?

[agoodname]

[at that, Butch huffs out a breath, sitting back a bit] "Pretty busy. We've got the rebuilding, the reorganization--then outside of that, regaining the ground we've lost. Oswald still wants Meroni's head on a platter, so there's that to deal with. Everyone's working on at least two different things--at least in the Gentoos."

[enigmaster]

Sounds... hectic.

[...He kind of wishes he could help.]

No further trouble with Hyperion, at least...?

[agoodname]

"They seem to have calmed down now that they think you're dead. I mean, we did have to take out a couple Icicles who we found were informants, but they were easy enough to suss out and get rid of."

[enigmaster]

Oh. Good, I guess. [hhhhhh] ...Well, really now, if I'd known that getting hit by a moonshot was all it'd take to get them to back off... [JUST A LITTLE WRY HUMOR]