In my condition? Really? Fine, bring peanut butter if you want. And something for dinner that isn't pizza since I don't want to see you stuff food in your face.
[ about half an hour later, Bodhi is at Hux's door with a pint of ice cream, peanut butter and a bag of chips, dip and tacos (you can't eat those with a fork and knife). Looking like he can't believe his life, and seriously considering going to the Porter and begging to be sent home.
[Hux had taken a shower while he waited for Bodhi and answered the door in a black robe, holding the door open for him.
He wished that he could do this less sober but he had poured the rest of his wine down the drain. He would rather it go to waste than to offer it to Bodhi. If he had to do this sober than so did the pilot.]
If you're horrified at this situation, you're not the only one. What did you bring?
[Whatever it was smelled good and he hadn't eaten all day.]
[ Bodhi steps inside, he's never actually been inside Hux's home. It's never occurred to him that he'd be here, now. Especially not for this.
And yet here he is...
He holds up the bags of tacos procured from the fast food joint across the street. ]
Tacos. I got tacos, a couple other things. I -- horrified is a way to put it.
[ He glances at Hux, trying to see if there are any changes yet - which he can't tell due to the robe. After all, it could be a ruse to get Bodhi to his home so he could murder him again. Could be, but leaning towards 'isn't', at this point. ]
[The house is big and has a nice view of the forest outside but Hux isn't in the mood to admire the view or show Bodhi around. He noticed Bodhi looking at him, wrinkling his nose.]
Come on, follow me. I'm starving.
[He turned around to lead Bodhi to the kitchen, pausing to pick up some papers which had been left on the counter. He held them out to Bodhi.]
[ Bodhi tears his gaze away from Hux, dropping the bags on the counter and takes the offered papers. No offer to serve the food, or anything like that.
Any doubts he'd had - small as they'd been (after all what kind of joke is that?) vanish as he reads over the words.
Not much in the way of details - just dates, confirmation that he was indeed expecting. He drops into the nearest set heavily and stares at the printed words. ]
[Hux didn't hesitate to look through the bags, satisfied to find strawberry ice cream which was put in the freezer before he went to find a silverware and a plate so he could serve himself three of the tacos. He figured Bodhi could figure things out if he wanted anything.]
So we're going to have to figure this out. If I keep it I don't want this child around any of your rebel friends.
[He sat down to eat, watching Bodhi. He wouldn't say it aloud but the tacos were rather good.]
Either way, this is going to be miserable for the both of us.
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In my condition? Really? Fine, bring peanut butter if you want. And something for dinner that isn't pizza since I don't want to see you stuff food in your face.
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You just don't know good food design.
I know you like burgers and fries, but you'll probably eat those with a fork and knife too. I'll be over, and we can talk about this. Face to face.
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Fine, you better hurry up then.
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[ about half an hour later, Bodhi is at Hux's door with a pint of ice cream, peanut butter and a bag of chips, dip and tacos (you can't eat those with a fork and knife). Looking like he can't believe his life, and seriously considering going to the Porter and begging to be sent home.
Knock knock motherfucker ]
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He wished that he could do this less sober but he had poured the rest of his wine down the drain. He would rather it go to waste than to offer it to Bodhi. If he had to do this sober than so did the pilot.]
If you're horrified at this situation, you're not the only one. What did you bring?
[Whatever it was smelled good and he hadn't eaten all day.]
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And yet here he is...
He holds up the bags of tacos procured from the fast food joint across the street. ]
Tacos. I got tacos, a couple other things. I -- horrified is a way to put it.
[ He glances at Hux, trying to see if there are any changes yet - which he can't tell due to the robe. After all, it could be a ruse to get Bodhi to his home so he could murder him again. Could be, but leaning towards 'isn't', at this point. ]
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Come on, follow me. I'm starving.
[He turned around to lead Bodhi to the kitchen, pausing to pick up some papers which had been left on the counter. He held them out to Bodhi.]
Test results, in case you doubt me.
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Any doubts he'd had - small as they'd been (after all what kind of joke is that?) vanish as he reads over the words.
Not much in the way of details - just dates, confirmation that he was indeed expecting. He drops into the nearest set heavily and stares at the printed words. ]
Ah. I see.
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So we're going to have to figure this out. If I keep it I don't want this child around any of your rebel friends.
[He sat down to eat, watching Bodhi. He wouldn't say it aloud but the tacos were rather good.]
Either way, this is going to be miserable for the both of us.