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your fault for starting it in the first place. ask peter, once i get an idea in my head i refuse to let it die. he's said that a lot. usually at great volume.

[ neal caffrey + painkillers + isolation = pretentious drunk texts ]

Believe me, I regret it daily.

So how's it going?

[ subtle post-pirates check-in, yes. ]

i hate the medbay as much as i ever did. much fonder of being drugged, though.

[ they're painkillers, you fuckwad, not roofies. ]

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About that.

Do you want to talk about it? Or are you talking to me to not talk about things, as usual.

[ he works in medbay, he saw your face bro. ]

i mentioned it, didn't i?

but there's nothing to talk about.

[ everything is bad ]

Yes, but you mentioning things is not always a prelude to logical conversation.

I'm sorry.

i always make sense. not my fault no one's listened right yet.

so am i.

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If it helps, chicks really dig scars.

[ he knows that does not help. ]

And sorry again, I'll listen harder next time.

comforting.

[ he means 'thanks'. ]

it would be easier if i could just say it.

I try.

And so do you. Don't be so hard on yourself. I'd offer to bring you a beer, but I'm 90% certain that's against medbay policy.

i forged priceless roman coins and swapped them for chocolate ones. the british museum might not know yet.

[ to wit: ASK HIM IF HE CARES ABOUT RULES ]

Received and understood.

[ that would normally end in a 'captain', but no thanks. also yes that means he's bringing you beer. he's a nurse, he's allowed. probably?? ]

thank you, by the way.

[ he'll deny saying that sober.

also chilling in medbay, it's a thing. yo. ]

[ yes it is totally a thing and josh hates being here when he's not on shift so thank you for that buddy. still, he offers a broad smile when he shows up, beers in hand. just one each. yes, he's still a nurse, deal with it, there ain't gonna be no party here. ]

They give you any of the good stuff? And I ask that as a medical professional, I'm pretty sure booze and vicodin is still a bad idea in the future.

'The business of dog-killing is over for the day, the black bags are piled at the door' and then the rest of the line, too, I never liked that book as much as the language made me pay attention.

[ so that meant 'ask me if i care' and 'you're off duty'. somehow. ]

You offered, remember?

[ wow you earn a slightly knee-jerk side-eye for that mention of dog killing, sir, but he recovers quickly. well, sort of quickly. jesus christ that passed through the hipster event horizon.

which means the side-eye segues into a comfortably judgmental look, but he hands neal a beer while he settles onto a chair. ]

I did. And you're already making me regret it.

[ comfortably judgemental is a look neal adores. there's a reason he drives the people around him to distraction, and a lot of that reason is intense most cake needing dramaqueenitis.

the rest is god given douchebaggery. ]

Peter says that every morning at least three times over coffee, and he keeps letting me out of jail.

[ neal's life is special ]

[ wow isn't there a prescription for that or ]

... how many times have you been to jail, exactly?

[ he's only vaguely concerned. he's pretty much earned the death penalty at this point, definitely at least a few years. pot, kettle. ]

[ incurable. ]

Which side of the bars?

[ now he helps put people in jail, largely for doing shit he used to do himself.

y e a h ]

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[ not actually a clarification he was expecting, so he's surprised for a full second before he replies. ]

The wrong side. Why, have you been on the right side?

[ he sounds very skeptical. no offense, obviously. ]

[ with a weak flourish of one hand: ]

Neal Caffrey, FBI consultant. [ beat ] Ninety three percent conviction rate.

[ even trauma and the good shit cannot stop neal being smug. ]

[ oh right, that sounds vaguely familiar, in the sense that neal blatantly danced around that topic previously. but hey, direct answers, that's nice. time to up the stakes. ]

Wow, conman turned lawman. How very Frank Abagnale Junior. Doesn't that go against one of your codes? Something about thieves being thick?

I was working much earlier than he was-- I rerouted the bus system to try to get to school on time for once.

[ the beer makes him expansive, mixed with everything else in his system. ]

They're more like guidelines, really. [ he loves pirates lbr here. ] That's why I work with Moz, I don't do well in other crews. Not a fan of heists that lack elegance.

[ so sometimes he decides his partners aren't being good at life, appropriating the take and selling them all out. ]

Wilkes tried to shoot me after we worked together.

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[ Wow, drugged up Neal is about as comprehensible as regular Neal. That's how it starts, anyway, but by the time he gets to the 'tried to shoot me', he's being fairly disturbingly straightforward. ]

So what you're saying is thieves are never actually thick. Which makes sense, I always thought that was a stupid phrase, anyway.

[ Then, a beat later and very thoughtfully: ]

You're awful at making friends.

Oh, no. Alex and I keep leaving each other to escape from the police alone-- she slapped me for it.

[ that making sense thing is only so-so. ]

I'm fantastic at making friends.

[ half true; he's fantastic at conning people, and that's usually enough to be confused for being good at the former.

after a moment, he sighs. ]

It's the keeping I struggle with.

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