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Torch Songs 12/?
Date: 2011-12-13 06:21 pm (UTC)That night, the Courier prepared for her trip. Light armor (she didn't plan to encounter anything, but you never know,) red beret (Boone did seem to enjoy her wearing it,) and a hint of makeup (she felt a little naked without it.) She almost didn't notice Boone in the mirror behind her, and by the time she had turned around to face him, he'd already grabbed her.
"Think you could hide it forever?!"
"Hide what-"
Boone slammed her into the mirrored wall, knocking her off her feet.
"Your little Legion visits, that's what! You've been playing both sides, and figured I'm too stupid to notice!"
The Courier desperately gasped for air.
"It's called going undercover, you maniac! I was trying to help!"
"Liar!" His hands were on her again, one on her throat and one gripping her arm. His face was an inch from hers, and she instinctively closed her eyes (as if such a thing could protect her.) "You figure I'm so fucked up over what I did that I can't see straight in front of me! Can't see you throwing yourself at those butchers, can't hear about you worming your way into Caesar's tent! Playing him like you played House and Benny and Colonel Moore and me and who the fuck knows how many others! You've been on their side since day one!"
The Courier opened her eyes and stared right at Boone. The suddenness of her gaze seemed to take him off-guard, and he loosened his grip a little.
"Are you sure about that? Check that note I gave you. In case I didn't come back."
After a moment's pause, Boone let her go. She rubbed her throat and he pulled out the small box from a cabinet. She knew what he would read when he opened up the napkin, and could only hope it would be enough to convince him.
Boone,
If you're reading this, it means the Legion found me out. Maybe they caught me turning on the Securitrons, or maybe one of the fights I tried to cause between their officers went wrong. I'm either dead or in a bad state right now, but it's a risk I had to take. Tell House I'm sorry I fucked up, but he'll have to attack the Legion full-on. I guess I won't see you again. I'm sorry about that.
Boone's voice was soft when he finished reading.
"This doesn't prove anything."
"Maybe not. How about the fact that I didn't take advantage of your back being turned just now to reach for a gun and shoot you?"
He whipped around to face her, but she was empty-handed, with her arms crossed.
"You were wrong, Boone. I didn't think you were stupid- not before this, anyway. I promised I'd go with you to Bitter Springs and I will, but I don't want to hear one fucking word about being a traitor or a liar again. Is that understood?"
Boone couldn't meet her gaze but nodded, crumpling up the napkin in his hand.
Re: Torch Songs 12/?
Date: 2011-12-14 02:59 am (UTC)Re: Torch Songs 12/?
Date: 2011-12-14 09:46 am (UTC)Re: Torch Songs 12/?
Date: 2011-12-18 03:12 am (UTC)This is amazing, anon, and so are you! I can't believe I haven't read it until now. Your courier fucking owns, and I'm seconded-ing the 'I thought I knew what game she was playing, but now idk.' motion.
I LOVE THIS. I adored Give it to Me, and Boone's angst/crazy over it is so heartbreaking. And Vulpes. Vuuuuuuuuuulpeeeeeeeeessssssss. <3
Seriously. I'm totes waiting for the next update on the edge of my seat. <3 <3 <3