the story in which Alex Seattle Geer is right for hating enclosed spaces,

[doubletap]

and Neil Park is blamed for his knowledge of vaults.

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Terminal Entries:

1st Floor, Vault Entry-Room Computer:
- Data Entry 1: Year 20XX, Month XX; There's no escape.
- Holotape Entry 1: Y#4@ SDhig^8705 H98 [data corrupted]; This is hell and I want out of it.

1st Floor, Cafeteria Luncheon:
- Holotape Entry 2: Private Recording; I've had better?

1st Floor, Cafeteria Supply Room:
- Inventory List: Inventory List; A list of food....
- Data Entry 2: Shift Notes; Maybe I should tear the walls down.

1st Floor, Broken Cave:
- Data Entry 3: Preparations; Everything's fine.
- Data Entry 4: Near the End; I'll tell you the truth, but I won't give up my soul.
- Data Entry 5: Finally, the End is at Hand.; This is far enough.

1st Floor, Office:
- Data Entry 6: Vault-Wide Public Service Announcement; Get back to work everyone.
- Data Entry 7: Locked Administrative Reply; You're reaching for straws.

1st Floor, Administrative Secretary's Office:
- Data Entry 8: Drama Hoes; It is sort of funny that people aren't able to lie, though.
- Holotape Entry 3: Bill Self-Log; Byron's access still works everywhere.

Comments

[doubletap]

Surgical steel....

[ Alex reads out loud, then snorts loudly. ]

Twenty caps says he's talking about his cock.

[goodfight]

[Upon realization, Neil makes a face.]

What the fuck is up with men's obsessions with their cocks?

[Never mind Neil is a man.]

[doubletap]

[ Unable to resist, Alex leans and touches a finger to the tip of Neil's scrunched up nose, then grins, looking a little more like himself. ]

What is up with your obsession with my cock?

[goodfight]

[...Okay, he practically walked into that. Neil can't help the responding laugh.]

But I wouldn't create a password out of your cock!

[doubletap]

[ The laugh makes something lighter, and he swings an arm over Neil's shoulders to turn them toward the door. ]

But what would you call it? Hail, Destroyer of Assholes? The Mighty Midget? Alex's Special Little Helper?

[goodfight]

[Neil grins as they walk toward the door.]

Always at Attention.

[doubletap]

[ He leans over, laughs out loud, before hauling himself back up. Alex leans to Neil, nips at an ear. ]

Only for you.

[goodfight]

[Alex bursts out laughing, and tension fizzled, Neil breathes a little easier.]

It's like I'm your commanding officer with all the saluting.

[doubletap]

Well I would like you to command me.

[ This concluded with an eyebrow waggle. He swings them into the hall. ]

[goodfight]

[Ha.]

I'd just tell you to be at ease.

[doubletap]

[ He drops his arm from Neil and raises his hands palms up. ]

Woooow, rejected.

[goodfight]

[Upon release, Neil offers an exaggerated shrug.]

I'd rather be the one holding the gun anyway.

[So to speak.]

[doubletap]

[ Alex's eyes flutter shut as a smile grows on his face against his will. ]

...I'm so fucking weak to you touching me.

[goodfight]

[They arrive at the stairwell with Alex saying gross things. Gross, squishy, happy things.

And in response, Neil reaches upward to pet the other man's hair.]

[doubletap]

[ Hair that is likely stiff and needs to be redyed from all of the... extra sweating they have been doing the past day. Still he smiles at the kid and inclines his head down the stairway. ]

Floor two.