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[stations]

Who: Jack Townsend & Friends
When: September
Where: Thorne; Nocwhich; Horizon
What: a monthly catch-all
Warnings: canon-typical trauma, mental issues, amputation, drug & alcohol use possible.


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[stations]

I like who you are, too.

( He says earnestly. Although, he supposes at the time he'd liked who Kyle had been later, even, in that other world. He hadn't liked himself very much, but he still liked his friend. But yeah, this version is the one Jack got to know, this version is the one he's grown to care about, and if this is the man Kyle wants to keep being, Jack wants that for him, too. )

For what it's worth... ( He starts slowly, reaching over to snag a book by the spine with his free hand and settling it on the quilt beside them. His thumbs drag across the edges of the cover, and then he taps it lightly. ) If you ever do forget, I've got— most of it in here. To remind you.

( He's been writing Kyle for years, now. Small interactions, big rescues. The way he talks, the way he acts, the way they met. His personality quirks, and the pieces of his backstory that he's shared with Jack. All of it is scrawled within the pages of several books and journals, all of it he's willing to hand over if Kyle ever needs to read a reminder of who he's been. )

[ushiri]

[ He turns his head to look at Jack, a faint smile pulling at one corner of his lips. Kahlil has never been a permanent fixture in anyone's life. Maybe that's not even true here, where they can wake up to find anyone gone the next day, but Jack was his first friend, the first person to accept him. There was a time nearly two years ago when he'd convinced himself that it could mean something more - then Sabine arrived, and he eventually came to terms with the fact that anything he thought he might have felt would always pale in comparison to what she and Jack had, and would have again if she returned.

While she is gone Kahlil will continue to do this best to protect Jack in her stead, and be his friend.

He watches Jack with curiosity as he pulls the pull over to them, eyebrows slowly raising as he explains what's inside. A warm flush lightly colors his face. ]

This really has me? [ he asks, something both wry and surprised as he touches to cover. ] Not the cool version like - [ he pauses for a second, trying to pull from his ever growing list of Nayeshi references for a cool guy, like Jack has written him before in other stories ] - Antonio Banderas?

[stations]

( There's a slight, pregnant pause at Antonio Banderas. It's just... such a niche, unexpected reference, particularly coming from Kyle, who rarely ever makes them in the first place. He hasn't thought about Antonio Banderas in like a solid decade, and his lips part to protest — but then it occurs to him that Antonio Banderas played both Zorro and the dad in Spy Kids, so... You know what? Pretty accurate. )

Well- I mean, arguably, I happen to think the real version is also very Antonio Banderas, but... I get what you're saying.

( His recounting of the post-pit rescue tended to focus on the cooler action-heavy details, and less on Kyle's individual traits and qualities as a real human being. His journal is different, and so he nods. )

This really has you. Just normal, every-day, regular Kyle. The stuff you let me see, anyway.

wrap?

[ushiri]

[ He gives a wide grin, sitting upright now. ]

I think you see more than most people.

[ Jack has seen him in his cool moments, and his seriously uncool ones too. But he also means the way Jack pays attention to things maybe others might miss - even if it takes some time for him to process, and always seems to understand. Kahlil doesn't take the book right now, but - ]

Thank you, Jack.