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[articletwelve]

who. washington and carolina [cr aus]
what. wash asks for some advice.
where. varren central carolina and north's place
when. forward-dated to next wednesday, 4/25
warnings. mention of injuries.

[ He still isn't sure what made him call in the first place, but Carolina hadn't asked too many questions. She'd known about what happened to York already. Part of him thinks he should just stay with her, make sure she's all right, but she's not cooped up in the clinic anymore, and York's always been a lousy invalid, no matter the universe or sex. The more space she got, the better.

But Wash can't deal with space right now. Not after this, not after the last few weeks. He still hasn't been able to talk to York about what had happened a few weeks back with the mercs. Not sure if he even can.

But maybe Carolina can. He knows this isn't the one from his universe, or at least not the same one he knows back home. Not the one from Sacrosanct either. But like York had reminded him, she's still Carolina. And even here, that has to count for something.

So Wash pulls himself together and knocks. ]

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[ex_myturn41]

[she nods to this and takes the bottle out of the cabinet, letting out a contemplative hum. she'd yet to try it but she'd been assured it was similar to burbon, and at least it was something that the human system could tolerate.

either way, she pours him a glass, and one for herself, raising an eyebrow at his comment.]

York will be York. He wasn't any different the last time. [she pauses] Or I assume she wasn't, either.

[articletwelve]

I've known both. Trust me, it's always the same.

[ Wash takes the glass with a murmur of thanks and takes a quick sip. The taste isn't quite what he's used to, but the alcohol is enough to suit his needs. He leaves it on the table and leans back into his seat with a sigh, gaze drifting off to the side. ]

I just... I don't know. Just because she's acting like it doesn't mean she is. And I don't know what to do.