#c. miles

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starter for @lietwice

It was a truly remarkable sort of accident--one of the sort that got written about for decades after. One minute, they'd detected a temporal anomaly, and the next, there'd been a wide-eyed boy in a green shirt and no shoes standing in the place Dr. Bashir had been. No one had been able to come up with any leads for fixing the problem in the extra two weeks the Defiant stayed to investigate the incident.

"The thing is, Garak," Miles said, one hand protectively on Julian's shoulder, even though Julian apparently wasn't paying any attention, and was instead looking down at the padd in his hands, his ears covered by sound-reducing headphones. "I'd take him in in a heartbeat. Me and Keiko, we'll take him. But he gave you power of attorney. In the case of anything. He's not your Julian. Not anymore. Or- or not yet, I suppose. But your Julian would've wanted- I hate it, but he would've wanted me to respect his wishes and give you the choice. So. Are you taking him? Or can I?"

[calebarchived]

who looks like they'd be the best in bed?

“avoiding the obvious.. miles looks like he’s got it. and hayden, but i am not worthy. i feel like nicole would be really mean to me, and i’m into that, so i’ll add her in too. on that same note, will.” 

@milesaldcn @haydenkennxdy @ripitsnicole @saintsburyy

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“You know you have toilet paper stuck to your shoe, right?

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@hisapcstle / sc. 

“ -- you shouldn’t have gone alone, Miles.  I mean fuck, the tip you got was fishy at best. “  He doesn’t tell Miles that a great part of the FURY is self - induced.  Had he been there, he could have protected Miles.  But -- well, Miles doesn’t know that.  Imagining the bloodshed he might have left in his wake is enough to make his fingers twitch.  

“ ... if you need a place to crash, you know, so you aren’t on your own ... ? “ 

[eatrude]

@hisapcstle

“ It is first and foremost important you feel COMFORTABLE.  From what little I’ve heard, I would not be surprised to learn you suffer lingering anxiety and a need to keep out of confinement.  There are two doors in and out of this room, one leads to the public waiting area, and one is a private exit for my more ... NERVOUS patients.  Neither of them are locked, and you may test them if you feel so compelled.  Would you like to sit, or do you prefer to stand? “ 

[meredithaldcn]

MEREDITH wasn’t sure if clinging desperately to your brother’s side was the proper way to experience an expensive yacht party, but she wasn’t particularly keen on trying a different approach. she’d created her own dress, a mess of stitching and carefully placed ruffles, conflicting colors that would have a fashion major’s eyes popping straight out of their head but to her looked just the part. she would have preferred to exchange the champagne flute in her hand for a shot glass, only just starting to feel properly drunk as she clutched onto miles’s arm, elbowing past anyone that seemed to glance at either of them for a moment too long. it wasn’t until they finally made it to the front of the yacht, wind lapping against her hair playfully, that she finally opened her mouth to speak. “when i imagined college, i don’t think i pictured myself on a lockwood yacht with my brother. no offense, dearest brother.” she released his arm only to pat it gently, turning to face the expansive open water. “i’m going to be honest with you for a minute, i’m kind of freaking out over the app again.” the amount of times she had gone to him by now, terrified and unable to sleep because of an update with the watershed, was preposterous, but it wasn’t something she could shake. not with their familial ties to it all, not with her growing anxiety. “also i would dump this stupid champagne over the ledge for dramatic effect, but i don’t want any of the fish to get drunk.” @milesaldcn

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@hisapcstle​ 

HE’S DONE HIS BEST TO CLEAN UP in the wake of all the DESTRUCTION Murkoff left his life in.   ( Eddie never wanted to hurt anyone -- he wanted Mount Massive to HELP him, but instead they -- they just ... )  Eddie rings his hands in a show of nerves he tries to shake off with an anxious smile as Miles sets up the equipment for the interview.  

“ So uh, what am I supposed to just -- answer questions, right ?  Um, is it -- can I limit what you ask me about, Mr. Upshur ?  I would uh, appreciate it ... if we kept the topics limited to the events of Mount Massive, and not anything before it. “  He asks, as polite but firm as he can manage -- some things, he can’t discuss with anyone but his therapist, some things he doesn’t want to put on record.   ( NOT for any desire to preserve a lack of criminal acts -- but for shame.  For struggling to acknowledge what’s real, still, some days -- and he wants this interview to go well, because it will HELP someone, in theory ... it will HELP take Murkoff down ... and discussing THOSE THINGS could hinder the progress of the interview. ) 

His voice still carries a lisp and the scars on his face have healed, but they remain prominent and noticeable -- and they bother him.   He doesn’t like the idea of being RECORDED because of them ... but he’s going to sit as still as he can for it, try not to SQUIRM. 

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“Hey, are you okay?”