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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[not_onyourside]

Hmm. True.

You know more zhan most already.

[sentryslinger]

I guess that means I'd better not get on your bad side, seein' how I know too much.

[not_onyourside]

You have nozzing to fear, I am not going to harm you.

[Well this is incredibly delicious. And he caught this thing they're eating! He's so proud.]

[sentryslinger]

[He agrees as he takes a bite himself. He'd be a little jealous Spy caught the biggest one if he wasn't so enamored with the flavor.]

You might have to, some day. Never know when I'm going to get transferred again. It might be to your base next time.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees different.

And afterwards I would make you dinner to apologize.

[sentryslinger]

[He just smiles to that, keeping something to himself as he takes another bite.]

You sure did catch us a good one, partner. Not bad at all for your first time fishin' with a rod.

[not_onyourside]

I was not expecting to even catch anyzzing so I call zhis a success.

And neizzer of us are full of hooks. You really are a good teacher.

[He refills his wine glass.]

How did Scout do?

[sentryslinger]

[He holds out his own glass for refilling while Spy has the bottle.]

Didn't catch a single thing. Couldn't get him to keep his voice down for long enough.

[not_onyourside]

[Spy smiles and refills his glass as well.]

I am glad I did better zhan Scout.

[sentryslinger]

I had a feelin' you would.

[He takes a drink before returning to the fish.]

I've gotta admit that this vacation idea of yours hasn't been bad so far. I might be changin' my mind later tonight with this game we're playin', but I'm glad I came.

[not_onyourside]

Do not forget, you challenged me.

[Just wait until he refuses to give the clothes back at the end of the game.]

I am glad. Eets gone better zhan I expected as well. Zhough I was only half sure you would come to begin wez.

[sentryslinger]

You should've come even if I didn't go. You could've found yourself some company, I'm bettin'.

[not_onyourside]

[He waves a hand dismissively.]

Meaningless.

And I hate eating alone.

[sentryslinger]

Meaningless? So this is meaningful, then?

[not_onyourside]

Moreso zhan spending time wez someone I will never see again.

And I learned a valuable life skill. Should zhe base ever flood I can catch dinner.

[sentryslinger]

True. I still think you maybe should have tried to make nice with someone at your base rather than me, but I appreciate it.

[not_onyourside]

Zhat ees because you have not met any of zhem.

[Spy finishes his meal, worth every dollar they spent convincing the kitchen to make this.]

[sentryslinger]

I'm optimistic.

[He wipes his mouth and finishes his glass of wine.]

Now then, shall we get back to that game of ours?

[not_onyourside]

I zhink we should.

[He grins, trundling the little cart out into the hallway for the maids to pick up later. Sitting back down, he puts his chin in his hands, waiting for the cards with a smug look on his face.]

[sentryslinger]

[Engineer deals them a new hand, already smiling at what he got- he's one card away from another straight.]

Guess it wouldn't do you much good to fold this round, now would it?

[not_onyourside]

And surrender? Never.

[Spy grins down at all four Queens in his hand.]

Now eef you wish to fold, I will not be offended.

[sentryslinger]

[He draws a card and gets lucky. He grins, confident in his hand as he lays them on the table for Spy to see.]

[not_onyourside]

And my luck wez ladies continues.

[He lays down his own hand with a grin. Then leans back in his chair to pull his cigarette case out of his jacket and wait for his prize.]

[sentryslinger]

[Engie laughs.]

You sure you won't teach me your ways with 'em?

[He takes off his jacket this time, the garment still kind of stifling for him.]

[not_onyourside]

Eef you wish to leave our comfortable room and go prowl zhe night I would be happy to show you some technique.

[He looks ever so smug behind that cigarette, gathering the cards up and shuffling them himself. He arcs them up into the palm of his hands so they fall back down perfectly shuffled.]

I will admit eet takes years of practice.