definitely a hippo.

[lundy]

You know, I never thought I'd say it...but I think I'd prefer retirement to whatever this is.

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[cryingontheinside]

Try to petition for some place warm. Sometimes they listen. [ huff! ]

Hi. [ there's also that. ]

[lundy]

[ a professional nod, with a faint collegial smirk. ] Dexter.

Some place warm? Like Miami? [ a faint chuckle. ]

I'm not picky. I wouldn't mind somewhere cold, though...never did get to go ice fishing.

[cryingontheinside]

What's wrong with Miami?

[ gdit lundy and his ice fishing. he will never get that shit. ]

I prefer my fishing at room temperature, but I always was a sucker for the classics.

[lundy]

There's nothing wrong with Miami.

What can I say? There's something about roosting on the ice, patiently waiting for your prey, bundled up in a parka...

...or a cruise. That'd be nice. [ special agent attention deficit. ]

[cryingontheinside]

On a ship with a bunch of tourists from all over the world...

[ it's horrifically nightmarish to dex. but he shrugs. ]

I like Miami. I've become accustomed to it, flaws and all.

[lundy]

I've never stayed anywhere long enough to really know the feeling. Although, the concept fits marriage as well.

[ a short laugh. ] So, how have things been with my favorite blood-spatter analyst?

[cryingontheinside]

Oh, you know. Another blood slide another dollar. [ something like that anyway. ] And married life treats me just fine. You haven't lived til you've tried Rita's tropical chicken.

i'm going to be super slow, fair warning, but LUNDY.

[cursewords]

[ This is Deb. This is Deb staring in serious shock. Give her, like, ten minutes. ]

Jesus fuck-- Lundy?

/embraces

[lundy]

[ This is Frank's modest attempt at a casual smirk. Mostly this is him smiling. ]

The one, the only. Good to see you too, Deb.

[ While you stare, he will just awkwardly fiddle with his thoughts. Pay no mind. ]

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[cursewords]

[ God, that smile. Deb knew this place was seriously fucked compared to home, that anyone could show up at any time, but... Lundy? She definitely didn't except to see him (or his smile) ever again.

After a few more moments of staring, and after her heart kicks back in again, Deb lets out a shaky breath. ] I'm never gonna get used to this place. [ She wants to touch him and see if he's actually real, if he's actually standing there in front of her, but she can't quite bring herself to move. ] Should I even ask how you are? Or are we bypassing that?

i'm still voicetesting anyways /browfurrow

[lundy]

Well, since I know how you like to take it slow... [ He gives a short laugh, despite himself. With an affectionate look he takes a step forward, lightly touching a hand to Deb's arm. ]

In all seriousness, I'm glad you're here. I'll find comfort knowing you're nearby to curse like a sailor when this place gets to quiet and eerie.

[ His avoidant words are never quite aligned with his emotional sincerity, but hey, you're damaged too. You know how it goes. ]

well, you're doing a good job so far!

[cursewords]

[ Without even thinking about it, Deb reaches up to cover his hand with her own, fingers curling around to press into his palm. If she had it her way, she wouldn't let go - ever- either. ]

Well, if there's one thing I'm good for, it's probably that. [ She smiles and idly wonders if he can hear her heart racing in her chest. It's a ridiculous thought because he doesn't have superhuman hearing or some shit like that, but considering how loud the sound is in her own ears, she wouldn't be surprised. After a moment, Deb lets out a laugh that's just a touch uneasy because she's still afraid either A) she's losing her mind or B) he's going to disappear. ] Shit, I feel like I should have you pinch me or something.