RP with Aeryn Sun.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton staggered upstairs, singing something which sounded suspiciously like a drinking song, one arm around Aeryn's shoulders to keep himself standing, the other clutching a bottle of Tarisian Ale. He shouldered open the door to his room, kicking it closed and giggling, slightly insanely.
"This is my room. I apologise for the mess."

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[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton lay back on the bed, looking upwards at the ceiling.
"What was it about? I mean, really. All I got from you was something about the problem being with you. I love cryptic things and all that, but something a bit more specific would've been great."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

She wasn't quite drunk enough to let her guard down completely, but she wasn't quite sober either.

"It's nothing really important."

She looked down at her drink.

"Just my problems, you know?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Come on, I told you some of my problems. Tell me yours." Atton said.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"I just have problems with people."

She shrugged, brushing it off.

"I can't let anyone in, not since..."

She stopped and took another drink.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton propped himself up on his elbows.
"Not since? I don't want to push you here, but I'd like to know."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

Her voice had become angry.

"I lost someone, alright. Someone close to me."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton shrugs.
"Fair enough. I've never really lost anybody close to me. I've never really been close to anybody. The only person I really cared about broke into my mind and died a little bit later."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

The discussion of Crichton, however little had shaken her. Her expression was one of sympathy however.

"The one you cared about hurt you?"

She was more emotional when drunk.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Not really. It's a strange story," Atton ponders this for a moment. "She was a Jedi. A torture victim of mine, she had sought me out, said she could save me. Naturally, I did what I did with all Jedi and made her feel as much pain as I could and then ..."

"She entered my head and she did something to me. Made me feel things I hadn't felt before. Emotions, which I had just projected to get close to people came rushing to the surface. It was a very effective method of getting me to stop."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

Aeryn turned her drink slowly.

"She sacrificed her own life to save you." It wasn't a question.

She found, to her shame that her hands were shaking slightly.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"In a manner of speaking," Atton said gruffly, lying back on the bed again. "It depends on what you think is life. I ended up on the run from the Sith, stumbling from one catastrophe to the next in the hope that I'd snuff it. Didn't seem much of a save, really."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"You might not see it, but I do." Her eyes were like bottomless pits.

She stood up abruptly.

"Erm...do you have a bathroom?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton blinked.
"Um ... yeah, over there." He pointed towards a door on the other side of the room.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

Aeryn went into the bathroom and shutting the door softly behind her, dried her eyes on her shirt. She'd been able to hold it in until she had gotten out of sight. She sighed, rearranged her face and came back out.

"I think I need a lot more alcohol." She said truthfully.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Drain the whole bottle if you need to. That's all I have though, I'm afraid." Atton said, almost apologetically.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, who was this close person?"

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

She followed his advice. She had known they would get around to this sooner or later. She flopped back on the bed, exhaling loudly.

"Just someone I knew. A close friend."

She was reluctant to mention more. She was still pretending she didn't have a heart.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"I see." He turned on his side to look at her, looking quite solemn.

"I'm sorry for your loss." He sighed deeply, as if contemplating something completely different and flopped back down onto the bed, lying on his back.

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

She turned to her side, a bitter laugh erupting.

"Don't say that. If anything it was his loss."

The drink was kicking in again.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Except you don't really feel that way, do you?"

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"What do you think?" She was staring at him avidly now.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"I think that you really cared about them, and that it's hurting you. A lot."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

"How can you even tell?"

Her face was made of stone, just like her heart.

She flipped over onto her back, staring at the roof.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"I just can tell," Atton says simply. "You're easy to read. Most people are. And I'm good at reading people. It's one of the things that made me good at my job."

[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

She whispered.

"And what if I did? What if I cared about him."

She turned slightly, a bitter look on her face.

"In the end it doesn't really matter.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Just a guess, but pretending you're fine is probably not the way to go."