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brave police: j-decker | gunmax

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Good news, everyone. I like being not dead or downright near dying, so no worries. I'm whole.

Onward to more curious news. Ratchet and I've worked it out a bit that I'm gonna just have to replace my engine. I'll probably have to do the same to poor Gunbike.

Which begs the question! Where is my bike?

So! Everyone else whole, maybe? Yes? Good.

And Deckerd? Get over here and say hello already. It's really boring just laying around. I don't even get any warm oil to lounge with.

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On my way.

Do you have to call me that?

Embarrassed, partner?

Yes, actually.

I dunno, are you gonna keep telling people that I get around? Not such a boy scout these days, are you.

But- context!

But nothing. Tsk tsk.

It was simply poor word choice.

Whatever. Come argue about it with me face-to-face, Deckerd.

You're lucky you're all laid up already.

[HUFF. But he's on his way.]

Wh--

WH--

WHAT.

Laid up? Sick? Unwell? Infirmed?

Well, one of those made sense!

Get your mind out of the gutter, Gunmax. Seriously.

You are the one that said it. Not my fault.

[A few minutes later he's striding in, crossing his arms.]

It's all about intent.

Deckerd!

[Before he can help himself, Gunmax has a broad smile and his eyes light up.

...Ah, damn. Well. Whatever. He lifts his hand from his berth.]

Well, I know your intent is clean, but the words you choose sometimes...

... Are just words. Your mind makes it so, Gunmax. We can't even do that sort of thing. Who taught you to think like that, anyways?

[He smiles regardless, sitting on the edge of the berth, honestly relieved to see Gunmax up and being sassy again.]

Too much TV, I think.

...Eh, I'm not answering a question like that. You spent most of your days with kids, I spent a lot of mine with grown men before I met you.

[He'll leave it at that. Kirisaki probably wasn't the greatest influence, and the others of the Highway Patrol were just slightly better.

Gunmax struggles to sit up and he imagines that if Ratchet was here, he'd probably throw a fit or something, but he doesn't care. He's going to try his best to look his partner in the eye.]

Are you... are you doing better?

[Deckerd looks pretty scraped up, but it's mostly cosmetic. It is a little sad that his left lapel is broken though.

Gunmax will find a hand on his chest, pushing him back down gently.]

Easy. I should be asking you that.

[Gunmax scoffs a little, frowning as he's pushed back down. He can't properly fight back. Even being hooked up to a generator isn't enough.]

I'm fine. I knew what I was getting into.

[Idly, he reaches out, his fingers touching the left broken lapel. The neat and orderly Brave Detective just... looks a bit out of sorts.

After he's officially back online, they need some serious car washing.]

You? You were blaming yourself. I was hoping you still weren't.

[Deckerd sighs and looks away.]

I am supposed to be a leader, even if there are just three of us. And that doesn't mean just giving orders and expecting them to be followed.

It means that I take responsibility for the things I ask. It was brash of me. I put you and Drift, someone we hardly knew, in danger.

Deckerd.

[He sounds stern and he tries to reach for maybe his wrist or shoulder; Gunmax flounders a bit, more tired than he anticipated. He might be feeling better, but he's not ready to go running around shooting at criminals anytime soon.

So his fingers, much to his own embarrassment, just managed to hold onto the tips of Deckerd's.]

If I didn't do it, we might still be fighting out there. We might be worse off. I'm not dead, and I'm not going anywhere.

I'm pretty sure Drift knew what he was doing, too.

[His hand twitches and he turns his gaze back to Gunmax, optics bright with worry.]

It could have gone differently.

[Gunmax's own eyes dim slightly and he debates letting go, but. No, he'll just hold on here, for awhile.]

Well, it didn't. I'm alive and you're not rid of me yet. So... stop feeling so down on yourself. Okay?

I knew what we needed and you were right.

Thank you Gunmax.

[He doesn't say he won't keep blaming himself though.]

AUDIO; What a baby.

AUDIO; but i look so uncool now

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