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you're never gonna believe what i found in my shower this morning

[ Amos is... still angry. Well, he isn't sure if that's exactly the right feeling. He is feeling something, that's for sure, deep in the center of his chest, moving down to his stomach, eating away at him. It's not painful, it's just persistent, nagging.

He has to force himself down to the gym after his fight with Alex. He can't face anyone, knowing he was liable to just throw punches without rhyme or reason, just for the sake of it, just to feel bones crunch under his knuckles. But -

He thinks that Naomi wouldn't like that. That Prax wouldn't like that. And so he goes down to the gym and punches a sandbag instead, repeatedly, mercilessly, until he's sweating profusely and his bruised hand refuses to throw anymore, aching too badly. He doesn't feel any better, but he doesn't feel like he's as volatile as he was earlier, breathing slightly easier now.

Considers his options.

Goes to Prax. Knocks on the door with his less bruised hand, cradling the other against his chest. Tries to breathe slow. ]

[ Late on what passes for evening the day Ashford arrives, Prax will hear an almost desperate sounding knock on his door. If he was resting it's probably enough to wake him, and when he opens it he'll see Naomi standing there looking perhaps more upset than he's ever seen her -- worse even than when they were discussing the possibility of their children dying in the past. Her eyes are glossy like she's been crying, shoulders slumped miserably. ]

Can I come in?

[ miller strolls in, late afternoon, about the same time he always does really. he feels responsible for this place since he cracked the code, but also for prax . the botanist has been slaving away in here ever since, working, teaching. between himself and amos it's any wonder the guy doesn't just collapse.

as is customary, a protein bar goes flying for prax's head. think fast! ]

Status report, beratna? [ oh yeah, they're on beratna terms now. ]

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action; after fight with alex

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