Vacationing

[sentryslinger]

[Continuing this thread, in which Spy has convinced Engineer to spend a vacation with him. Fishing, fine dining, and some enemy bonding ensue.


Engineer steps into the elevator, hitting the button for their floor, pulling at his collar to loosen that next button.]

Hey, thanks again for the dinner and the suit. I'll have to put it to use some other time to justify your spendin' money on all this.

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[sentryslinger]

I'm bettin' you already do.

[He's seen what Spy hides under those layers.]

[not_onyourside]

Zhat's why I do not want to know.

[sentryslinger]

[He sighs quietly to himself, taking a long sip of his drink, kicking himself for ruining the conversation. He stares into his plate, brow furrowing.]

We'll make sure that doesn't happen to us, though.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees zhe plan.

My hope ees eet happens to no one.

Een any case, I suppose zhat would be a long way off.

[sentryslinger]

Yeah. I suppose we oughtta stop thinkin' about what might be and start thinkin' about what is, like this here dinner and the company we've got.

[not_onyourside]

We still have plenty of time. Many more dinners een our future.

[sentryslinger]

I suppose we do. Not many more on this trip, though.

[not_onyourside]

Non.

We still have a breakfast tomorrow zhough. I am not zhrough wez you yet!

[sentryslinger]

[He laughs.]

And what else do you have in store? Any more surprises?

[not_onyourside]

Well my main plan ees to not wake up before zhe sun rises.

[sentryslinger]

I suppose we can try that for a change. Let's both try to sleep through the night, too.

[not_onyourside]

Now we are hoping for miracles.

[He grins, knowing how poorly they both sleep.]

[sentryslinger]

[Engie returns the smile, finishing up his meal. Yeah, that is asking a bit much.]

You done over there?

[not_onyourside]

[He is sadly out of milkshakes.]

Unless you are going to sit zhere and watch me eat several more bowls of ice cream, yes.

[sentryslinger]

[He shakes his head as he gets up.]

I suppose we can either see what's down the way, or head back. I know I could use another nap, but I probably shouldn't. I won't sleep tonight, otherwise.

[not_onyourside]

Let us walk zhe ozzer way. I have no idea what ees over zhere, ozzer zhan trees.

[sentryslinger]

Sounds like a plan, partner.

[He digs out his wallet and fishes out a wad of bills for the nice waitress. He's getting this one, Spy.]

[not_onyourside]

[Hmf. He'll just have to get the next one.]

I should have remembered earlier to buy a kite.

[sentryslinger]

I'd suggest makin' one, but I'd probably be tempted to add a gun to it.

[not_onyourside]

I do not want a metal gun zhat shoots lasers. Just a fabric one wez a ribbon rail.

Do you add guns to everyzzing?

[sentryslinger]

Not everything, but I can't say I don't like the challenge of tryin'.

[not_onyourside]

What do you shoot off zhe battlefield?

[sentryslinger]

Not much. It's the building and drafting I enjoy.

[not_onyourside]

Let us avoid zhe guns, eef only for zhe weekend.

[He holds the door open, the sun turning the sky pink and orange as it's impaled by the tops of the trees around them.]

[sentryslinger]

I can do that this one time.

[He heads outside, looking at the sky himself. It's very pretty, actually.]