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[inthebiblicalsense]

[In a very serious, business tone, Abel's answering machine sounds after any attempted calls that aren't responded to right away.]

You've reached Abel. I am not available at the moment, but I'll get back to you as soon as I can. If this is urgent, leave the line open.

And if this is Fitz I hope you're having a good day.

Comments

Maybe an hour after the Incident so as not to crowd him

[verynormalturnipseller]

[Wen Ning is still in doctor mode, tones carefully measured and softened, painfully conscientious.]

He's with his warden. Are you alright? Do you need anything?

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[cactusy]

you're not going to stop people from sparring in the gym, right

does this as an inbox thread because no one can stop me

[sefirot]

[Sephiroth is going to show up at the Gym suspiciously when it's empty save for Abel. This is for reasons. Mostly because it's much easier to threaten talk to someone when they're alone.

And he's going to wait until the right time to come up behind Abel like a looming shadow.]

What is your intentions with Cloud?

since Malcolm mentioned his name in public

[everythinglost]

I share how I died from musical on ice, so you have to go die in a cooler way. I see how it is.

You better not be reading text messages until you feel less like shit, so the lack of sensitivity is for if you do push yourself.

post murder spam

[deuceoftears]

Abel wakes up after the attack in a bed in a neat, vaguely old-fashioned looking room, feeling the lethargic all-over ache of the death toll. A man he doesn't really know - albeit a very pretty man he doesn't know - is sitting in a wooden hardback chair next to the bed, reading from a book of poetry. On the bedside table is a bright red teacup with decorative gold trim on a matching saucer, and the gentle scent of something light and herbal.

Jedao looks over when Abel's breathing changes.

"Hello, Abel. You're safe right now."

Private

[talesuntold]

So, checking in with you was already on my list for today (it's not a very long list, I've got time available.)

And then I got an interesting text from my inmate.

You free?

[pharadyne]

[Norton gives it a few days after he'd received the flowers at his door before he tries reaching out to Abel. Largely he wanted to make sure his own mind was settled or else he might lash out again at the smallest imagined attack. But once he's sure he has himself all under control, he gets a single blue periwinkle from the garden and knocks at Abel's cabin.]

[hippie_ninja]

He took the weapons.

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[reargunner]

Are you safe.

[He's just checking.]

audio;

[reargunner]

Who's Jacob?

Audio;

[planetdialup]

Hey Abel!

I know we could have waited for our next book meeting [SOLIDER spotting] But I wanted to ask you.

Ever done specs for a garden before?

A week into the Narenschiff after talking to Cain

[callmefives]

Fives makes a point of 'running into' Abel on his way to meet Cain, smiling at the other man and clapping him on the shoulder. "Abel, hey, how are you doing? I'm just heading to meet your buddy Cain on the stern deck so he can show me his marksmanship skills with a blaster." Not 'checking up' so much as sharing information casually with a mutual friend.

[anewlanguage]

[Cain has a description of him so he just finds him in person.]

You were fucking with our guns.

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[supercompacted]

[ After this getting posted. ]

Are you ok? Sounds like you and the green lady were found out.

[inthebiblicalsense]

[continued from here]

"I might if you ask nicely enough," though he'll be taking that hand, finding it perhaps a little strange to be shaking the hand of a man you had every intention of swallowing in a few short minutes, but if Julian wanted to, that's fine. It's only polite, right?

Just about to pull his hand away, Bashir raises both of their hands and Abel can't help but find it charming, following after the other man to the bed in the back of the infirmary, all curtains and quiet. He doesn't sit quiet yet, hands clasped behind his back as he considers him, he's smile, those legs of his, the way his uniform fit in a far more flattering way than he thinks the Alliance could ever design them.

"Now, it's probably rude to just jump you...can you tell me what you'd like before I start assuming and put my hands in places maybe you'd prefer them not to go?"

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[reargunner]

Hey I want to talk to you about something.

It's not urgent so don't worry.
Just whenever you're free.

Text

[abrightboy]

So what's Cain's actual problem with me, though? For real.

[abrightboy]

On the back of the clearly hand-drawn card - addressed to "Ethan" - he has printed the date (Dec 28) and time, as well as the location - the Enclosure.

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[reargunner]

[It's the next day before Abel hears from him at all, after he spent a few hours with Blitzø and then spent the night in Florian's room, but eventually he does make his way back to his own cabin after a small detour.

He sets two cups of tea down on the small table in front of the slightly beaten up couch and sits down, exhaling slowly before he sends the message.]

Come by when you're ready.

[He doesn't expect to be waiting long.]

audio | early evening

[a_titanum]

Guten tag, Abel. But did you have a few moments to talk? I had some concerns I wished to raise with you of a personal matter.

text;

[reargunner]

I'm coming by.
I found something you're going to want to see.

[artistinexile]

Good day, Warden Abel.

I apologize: I am unable to fulfill your request for a report on alarms and the failure thereof. My warden has deemed it appropriate that I should cease all projects.

Thank you.

a few days post-Flood

[reargunner]

Hey Ethan, are you at your cabin right now?

Gym Spam

[major_rawne]

Rawne notices who's around the gym when he goes and he goes most days. He just usually doesn't talk to people when he's there. Except he sees one guy around who's also been hanging around Norton and he figures he should probably have some kind of conversation with the guy. Any friend of Norton's could be a friend of his.

So he goes over when he sees him taking a break and says, "You're Abel, right?"

backdated a little, after he leaves Sheehan's cabin

[reargunner]

[He doesn't call ahead. He's pretty sure Ethan doesn't have alternative company tonight and he was going to head back there anyway, after he was done with his cigarette, but his head is still fuzzy and tired and he doesn't...

He's not thinking straight.

It's just as well that it doesn't matter.

Alexei kicks his boots off at the door, leaves most of his clothes in an untidy trail through the cabin, and ultimately crawls into bed with Ethan and unceremoniously flops his entire weight across half of the other man's chest. Then, he presses his face into his partner's warm shoulder and lets out a tired little groan.]