Maya smiled when she materialized on Sanctuary 3, able to pick out the familiar aura of the one person in this crazy universe that ran in step with the siren like no other. He's on the bridge, a surprisingly silent shadow perched on top of one of the consoles across from the cast windows, singular visible eye scanning the room while waiting for something. Ava nearly jumps when the impressively tall psycho moves just after she and Maya enter the bridge, eyes wide when her mentor is swept into a gentle hug.
"Sapphire starlight has joined the circus!" The psycho gently touches Maya's blue hair, tilting his head at the long locks. "She has rivers now."
"It's been a long time since I've had long hair, glad you like it." The taller man chuckles, and let's her hair fall completely from his hand. "I like the new mask."
"The blood sings louder, makes the meat bicycle shiny!" The psycho laughed, finally turning to face Ava with his head tilted, the teen nervously backing away. "Little rakk?"
"Ava, meet Krieg. Krieg, this is my apprentice Ava." The psycho, Krieg she corrects in her mind, stares at Ava for an intense few moments before reaching over and patting the top of her head. Lilith decided at that point to intervene and get into business, happy to see two of her closest friends reunited as they spoke about where to look next on Promethea. Ava scurried off halfway through to look around the ship and unpack, and after coordinates had been placed in the nav system, Krieg led Maya to Moxxi's, the bartender already waiting for them with drinks.
"Good to see you sugar." She winked at Maya, who tipped her head before tugging Krieg to a back booth, passing the small group of new vault hunters.
"They're a solid bunch, I like 'em." Krieg grunted in approval as they got seated, the siren leaning into his side while Krieg settled an arm around her. It was a routine they'd done dozens of times after they had both met long ago, Maya glancing up when Krieg unclasped his mask a little to sip his drink, chest rumbling in delight at the taste.
"They slaughter like bloody beasts, my buzzaxe sings and wants to dance." He chuckled after adjusting his mask, setting his glass on the table. "Popeye sings like the soldier, children run through with cables and sparks! Sapphire will like him, and the tiger who rips open the ribcages of the damned."
"Can't be a proper group without a siren right?" Maya grinned, the two sharing a laugh as they listened to the various noises of the ship and its inhabitants. "I missed you, every day."
"The skag screams at the moon, every day a razor slicing open to drip ruby, not Sapphire." Krieg sighed, feeling one of her hands rest in his and giving a small squeeze. "No more?"
"No, I'm not going anywhere this time." Krieg squeezes her hand back, moving so his eye could meet hers. The psycho had wondered if she had missed him as much as he did her, the annoying voice even silent as they both gaze upon the woman they'll break the universe for smile up at them brighter than the sun.
Krieg won't fail his Sapphire Starlight again, gently pressing his forehead against hers in a silent show of relief and content.
So, a siren and a psycho sit in a booth in a bar, and for the first time in seven years, smile.
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