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Sometimes you lose too much [Open]
Something about the river kept drawing Morgan back.
Which was odd, since he'd never considered himself to have any particular affinity to water before coming to the ship. Sure, he'd trained in it, and enjoyed swimming, but he hadn't considered his pool or a beach to be any sort of 'quiet spot' or meditative spot for himself. Then again, lacking access to his mentor's dojo, or his own personal retreats of choice, maybe he shouldn't be so surprised that he'd found a new one.
Work kept him busy, with Medical low on staff and so much to do from the rebellion. Fake as it might be, he still found himself putting in long hours and lots of effort to keep things going.
Still, sometimes... especially when you got the worst of news, you had to take a break. And you couldn't be strong forever.
Morgan sat at the edge of the river, staring into the currents, and let himself quietly cry.
Which was odd, since he'd never considered himself to have any particular affinity to water before coming to the ship. Sure, he'd trained in it, and enjoyed swimming, but he hadn't considered his pool or a beach to be any sort of 'quiet spot' or meditative spot for himself. Then again, lacking access to his mentor's dojo, or his own personal retreats of choice, maybe he shouldn't be so surprised that he'd found a new one.
Work kept him busy, with Medical low on staff and so much to do from the rebellion. Fake as it might be, he still found himself putting in long hours and lots of effort to keep things going.
Still, sometimes... especially when you got the worst of news, you had to take a break. And you couldn't be strong forever.
Morgan sat at the edge of the river, staring into the currents, and let himself quietly cry.
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She definitely caught the reference to dead love interests. That was just about the saddest thing she ever heard. "So if you did like a gal...would you tell them?"
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"I don't know. The way things are here, the way we might never get a chance again? I'd tell them if I had them."
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That was all right. She'd stay by him if he needed her to. She had experience with this sort of thing.
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Good god, that HTML... /slinks off to a corner
He put a half-closed fist to his chest, looking down at it as if it held answers.
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Applejack nodded, giving him a little reassuring look. Come on, Morgan, please?
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"It'd just be a nice break to have... well, a nice break, for once."
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"I really hope they listen. But...I don't know. Doesn't feel like we're being looked out for. We ain't."
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Who else would, or could?
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She settled in beside him, content to waste an afternoon. This wasn't so bad.
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"Bet magic doesn't grow apples nearly as well as hard work and loving attention to the trees, though."
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