on his max-less existence at counted_stars & his app to singularityrpg

[im_apimp]

Okay, first of all -- I don't need a Max. I've managed to make it so far without one, and I think I've done pretty well. Okay, kissing Caroline aside, but I think I handled the fall out of that very well. He only punched me once.

Besides, Caroline and Tyler are basically a smarter version of Max and Logan. Sure they bottle up their feelings and are just as repressed most of the time, but at least they have the common sense to act on their attraction to each other and not just dance around each other and say that they're "not like that." I think if they did, Tyler punching me would have pissed me off a whole lot more.

That kiss also probably would have been more than what it was.





... Oh my God, this is not why I need a chaperone. Especially not a violent one.

Besides, I'm going to that space station where Max is already there, and Peter is too. So ... there I'll have more chaperones than I know what to do with. You should at least be happy about that one.

Also, can we talk about this space trend? Not that I'm complaining, given the last place you sent me to had no modern technology at all, but don't you think this switch up is a bit extreme? You could just send me somewhere in the middle.

Like, I don't know, home maybe? Just a thought.

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[im_apimp]

I deserved it. I kissed his girlfriend. But we're cool now, so it's all good. He also works for me, so punching me more than once wouldn't have gone over well.

Spiking the punch would do nothing for me. But really, I'm running my own business. I'm staying out of trouble. I'm even tying my own shoes. I'm handling it.

[though he misses you. a lot.]

[suitable]

The guy was working for you and you kissed his girlfriend. [ Hear that disapproving papa voice? Hear it. Not!son, he is disappoint. ]

Nothing for you, maybe, but I think it'd be less for your own benefit and more for whatever shenanigans might happen because of it. ...But it's good to hear you're getting along well enough. What kind of business?

[ Dittoooooo. ]

[im_apimp]

[he hears it, and gives a bit of a sheepish shrug]

Does it help that there were freaky space drinks involved?

[and she started it, but that's besides the point]

A courier service. I'm going back to my roots.

[if his roots weren't, you know, killing people for a covert government agency]

[suitable]

Not particularly, but it at least explains a bit. Since I know you wouldn't try and pull that stunt sober.

[ What are we, five? Come on, man. ]

A courier service - very nice. [ So happy to hear you're keeping your nose clean. c: ] And you're taking care of yourself all right?

[im_apimp]

You have so much more faith in me than Max does. Thank you for that.

[Peter, you should know that Alec is eternally five.]

Yeah, I'm good. For the most part, anyway.

[suitable]

[ .......Sigh. ]

What about the other part?

[im_apimp]

[awkward shrug]

There were a few fae-napped people there for a while, but I'm pretty much the last one left. Jo's there, but ... she doesn't remember. It's just ... weird.

[and he misses you. it bears repeating]

[suitable]

Who else from the merry band?

[ It does not make him a happy Peter to hear about Jo, but. ] I know. Dresden's where I am now, and he doesn't remember either. Makes for a hell of a lot of awkward conversations.

[ Soon enough, not!son. ;; ]

[im_apimp]

Desmond, Angel, and Jessica Hamby. I don't know if you met them though.

Think that's awkward? Proving you're not a shapeshifter over and over again is really painful.