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Silver would've caught me. Probably.

[ Jim doesn't sound terribly concerned about that, though he's picked up on how impressed Zell is.

-The face on his stomach derails his train of thought entirely and it takes him a little too long to stutter out a response. ]

Us? Uh -

[ Jim stops and clears his throat. ]

We can take a skiff. Get further out that way, and faster.

That was one of the best times. Chasing a comet. The others... he used to tell these crazy stories, you know?

Probably? [ Just going to look skeptical for a moment. Though now Jim sounds different for some reason? He's stuttering.

Looking up at Jim from his new pillow with a raise brow.

Where ever his boyfriend's brain is, the expression on his face is pretty cute. ]

Wait. You chased a comet? Out in space on a skiff? [ Why does Jim not think of himself as amazing? ]

Sounds like you two got pretty close on the trip there. [ Which falls into weirdo grey area category again. He remembers when they talked about him after everyone had a tailor made monster after them. ]

[ Jim's still blinking down at him looking flushed when Zell looks up, but he does sound a little more normal. ]

Yeah. I guess you can't do that kind of thing in your world, huh?

[ What with the whole... can't breathe in space thing. Seriously, everyone else got a raw deal on that. ]

Me and Silver happened to catch one when we were out in the skiff. He let me drive.

I'd never really been that close to anyone outside my mom. Do you have someone like that?

[ He relaxes as Jim's voice turns more normal. ]

Nothing that you can chase.

[ He has magic that lets him summon space rocks to fall on an enemy, but he's too busy trying to imagine how it must be.

Jim's question has him thinking again. ]

Do bosses count? I worked part time for a mechanic down the street. Didn't really get that close to any other adult. A lot of them stick their nose in your business to make sure you're behaving, but that's it.

[ Thinking about it. ]

How far can you get on a skiff?

Heh. You're not wrong about that. Even Silver... man, for a pirate, he was a hardass, you know? Guess it was part keeping me busy.

He did let us take the skiff pretty far out. You could go as far as the wind would take you, but you don't want to get too far from the ship or you'd be left behind.

[ Jim takes Zell's hands and feels over them again, the calluses on the inside rather than the outside this time. ]

What did you do for the mechanic?

I helped out with engine maintenance and did errands for them.

[ Getting parts from down the street or helping lift things. Nothing exciting. ]

So, what happened next? You guys made it to the treasure room.

[ He hasn't forgotten where they left off at. ]

Here I was hoping you got distracted.

[ Jim reaches out to wrap his hand around Zell's wrist, squeezing just a little. ]

They forgot all about me in the rush. They also forgot to check for tripwires. By the time anyone realized, it was already too late. The planet was melting.

It'll take a lot more than that to distract me.

[ Like maybe Jim's face being low on Zell...much like Zell's is right now. Not that it's intentional as he rubs his face against Jim's shirt to help stifle a yawn. ]

Man, you would think pirates would know about traps or something.

[ Must have been some loot. ]

What did you do next?

[ Jim's not even sure why that inspires the feelings it does. He makes a noise low in his throat and shakes his head. ]

There was a skiff in t he hoard, I guess one of Flint's that he used to come in and out. I hotwired it, but by the time it was working Silver'd caught up to us.I got thrown off the boat, he didn't. That was when I thought I was gonna die.

[ Too early to explore that just yet.

There's a lot to be impressed by. That Jim managed to avoid death once again. He thought to hotwired a ship to get out of there. ]

Thought you were going to die? Was it high off the ground? Or was everything melting already?

Everything was melting and the ground was kind of... coming apart. [ He sketches it with his hands, the way the pieces of the planet's core had drifted from one another. ] There was plasma down below. I slid off one and was just hanging onto the side. Would've fallen in, but I guess Silver had a change of heart.

Whoa! What. What's the count on the times of you almost biting it?

[ Nuzzling against his stomach and then pressing a kiss against the fabric there. ]

Man, it's making me realize more and more just how lucky I am. [ He could have lost him, lost this without ever knowing it. ]

Oh! That's what you meant by him saving your life. [ Right? ]

Heh. Three or four? Story's not over yet.

[ Jim hadn't really had the time to think about that, not when most of them happened so close together and then he'd woken up here. ]

I'm the one that's lucky. Pretty sure you've lived through a lot more than me.

[ Thankfully he doesn't think about how that implies there may be ANOTHER TIME OF ALMOST DEATH. Not yet at least. Beaming up at Jim as he moves to fold an arm under his own chin. ]

I had friends to back me up.

[ Friends that weren't cute blobs or those who shouldn't be named. ]

I'm listening, Stars. What's next?

[ Jim gives Zell a slightly sardonic look, but well. He wasn't wrong about the friends. ]

After that we managed to get back on the ship, but there was a problem: we couldn't move fast enough to clear the explosion in time. I had an idea, though - the door that lead to the treasure could be reprogrammed, take us all over the galaxy. We just had to change it in time.

[ He didn't mean it like that. He meant the whole, had a bunch of people fighting at his side. While Jim was practically solo there.

He does lift his brows at the look trying to figure it out. ]

Wait. You had to go back to the door to the center that was melting everything. Were you scared? What was your plan?

[ He feels a creeping kind of on-the-edge-of-your-seat kind of feeling. ]

Terrified. Don't tell anybody I said that.

[ Jim admitting it is for Zell's ears only. He presses a finger to Zell's lips to emphasis the point. ]

But someone had to do it, and nobody was really listening. Silver helped me weld a thruster onto a piece of scrap, and it worked well enough as a surfer.

[ Pressing his lips against that finger. ]

Your secret is safe with me.

[ Not that it'll be hard to keep it a secret. Zell thinks it's incredibly brave Jim did it even knowing he was afraid. That's incredible and he feels himself growing even more in pride and fondness for his boyfriend. ]

Whoa. So you just rigged yourself a hover board?! [ He's impressed. Stop impressing him so much dude. Shifting to brace his hands on either side of Jim as he pushes himself up higher. Just high enough to kiss Jim's chin. Just going to hold himself over Jim, keeping a few inches above him. ]

That's one way to make 'em listen.

[ Jim relaxes his hand when Zell kisses it, and moves up to brush across Zell's tattoo again. He trusts Zell to keep his secrets. ]

A surfer, yeah.

[ Jim sounds a little breathless; it's hard not to with Zell on top of him this way. ]

Yeah, they got it eventually. Went through just as the whole thing exploded. And then a few hours later I woke up here.

[ He really wants to distract him. Kiss Jim until neither of them can think or breathe, but he also really wants to hear the story. Hear the ending before Jim can scatter his thoughts or try to get him to forget. Turning his head into the touch. Carefully to avoid bumping the light, he settles down beside Jim. Letting a leg settle over one of his and his arm against his chest as he helps himself to using Jim's shoulder as a pillow.

And record scratch. ]

Wait wait. Just that? Whole thing exploded and a few hours? Nothing else?

[ Explosions are really, really cool, but is there more? ]

What happened to Silver? Was he locked up? Did you guys make it home immediately? How dangerous was it to try to click the right place in the door?

[ Jim shakes with laughter underneath him, unable to help himself. ]

That's a lot of questions!

[ And a lot of things he doesn't really want to talk about, but it's Zell. ]

You're gonna owe me big.

[ Snickering. ]

What can I say? I want to know about you.

[ Everything. All the things that make Jim Jim. All the scars inside and out. Just... everything. ]

Whatever you want. I'll give it to you.

[ Several different things flash through Jim's mind all at once. He takes a deep breath and lets it out. ]

We'll figure something out.

[ He rubs the back of his neck and looks up at the ceiling. ]

I almost didn't make it back to the door. The thruster we used for the surfer gave out over a crevice in the ground and I was nearly toast. I guess that's number three?

[ He can think of things he wouldn't mind trying... He does write off the breathing and looking up as just recalling the events instead of anything else popping up.

Drawing a circle on Jim's chest. ]

I know you will.

[ Grinning a bit as he presses a kiss against ~~the side of his nonboob~~ his shirt. ]

Just three? [ He'll worry about doing a count later. ] Did you fix it midair?

Kicked it until it worked again.

[ Jim's still paying more attention to Zell's hand - and his mouth - than the story. ]

Wish that worked here.

out of a blowhole :o

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aiming to misbehave

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sorry this is lame

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dumb pfft

dumb x2 combo

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