If this is the frontline...

[doctorwhen]

*i hand a list of supplies to Vico* there, good luck, don't die all that other jazz... *i go to lock my chest* if anyone needs me i'll be here, i need to fix the lock on this thing *i kick the chest*

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I take the list from Doctor When and grin at IA and Volume.* List, blindfold, don't sell you out. Got it. Though I don't know how you'd manage to shoot me from however miles away we are, and if worst came to worst, Wilson's a lot more convincing than you are.

[Volume Virus]

If you get any of us killed, Vico, we'd find a way. We have had way too much to deal with lately without another patrol after us. It might also be useful if you got Hank Manson to stop experimenting on young girls, but we'll stick with whatever Doctor wants for now. Okay, say goodbye. We're leaving before someone gets killed. *I try my hardest to push him out the door. Aftermath is within striking distance of me and that is a bit frightening.*

[Incendiary Aftermath]

*I roll my eyes at Vico and Volume.* Marine, and a sniper, Vico. I get my hands on a rifle and a mile is the least of your worries. *I hand Vico a walkie-talkie. It's military surplus. Channel 6, once you get the supplies, chime in to me and we'll make sure everything is just peachy.

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I let Volume shove me down the hall once I have the walkie-talkie* I still say your sniper rifle isn't much good if I'm in the Tower and you're out here, but all right. Nice meeting you, love. *I shade my eyes when we step outside, sliding into the front passenger seat of the car this time and holding out my hand towards Volume* Bandanna?

[Volume Virus]

*I tie it around his head, making sure the eyes are fully obscured, then direct him to the passenger's seat. I need to be able to tell if he attempts to remove it.* There you go. *I get into the car myself and start driving, heading out towards the forest at first so that, hopefully, I could disorient Vico a bit. We took a straight path home, which was more than a little unsafe.* Just out of curiosity, were you trying to flirt with Aftermath that entire time, or was it accidental?

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I make a passing attempt to keep track of where we're going based on the angle of the sun, but I know it won't be much help. I may be great with some things, but directions are definitely not on the list.* Jealousy is a perfectly natural response, Volume, but you might want to try to keep it discreet. You don't want anyone to feel threatened, do you?

[Volume Virus]

Excuse me, who's feeling threatened? I have bigger things to worry about, like the fact that Aftermath is probably going to kill me if I go back there. At that point, you can have at him. You deserve it if you help him fix his legs. *I just shrug. No use getting bothered. IA can move on if he wants. I'm sort of interested, at the most; I didn't know that members of BLI could have feelings, much less sexualities. The medication must not have as much effect as I assumed.*

[Alexander Ludovico]

You know, I'm not much of one for damsels in distress. You should really try a different approach. Maybe something kinky. Everyone loves something kinky, except for the people who don't. *I fold the note up and put it in my pocket, then clasp my hands behind my head and relax*

[Volume Virus]

Damn, I wish I had duct tape right now. *I roll my eyes and make a particularly sharp right turn, slamming Vico into the window.* And now you can shut the hell up about all the things I am doing wrong and...I dunno, daydream, fall asleep, or generally not talk.

[Alexander Ludovico]

Fall asleep, with you in the car? *I rub my sore elbow, then get comfortable again* No thanks, I don't feel like being taken advantage of. Consensual Only, that's my motto. Actually, I take that back. That's a terrible motto, no rhythm at all. Hm... No Sex Unless He Says Yes. That's better, but I'm still not feeling it. Do you have any ideas?

[Volume Virus]

My idea is that you need to shut up before I stop this car and knock you the fuck out. You're flattering yourself way too much. Besides, you are obviously gay and it would be incredibly rude to even think about...sweet lady of sorrows, why is this even a conversation that we're having? *I groan and let myself fall backwards farther into my seat.* Seriously, Vico. Shut up.

[Alexander Ludovico]

Hey, I'm not the one asking sidelong questions because I'm too insecure to just say my feelings outright. And who says I'm gay? It's a spectrum, sweetheart, not a one way street. *I put a hand on her arm, though it takes me a couple tries since I can't see her* It's okay to question your sexuality, Volume. This is a safe place. Er, car.

[Volume Virus]

Um, okay...what the hell?! *I am seriously resisting an urge to blacken one or both of Vico's eyes.* The only thing I am questioning is why you refuse to stop talking. I don't actually care where you are on the sexuality spectrum, because once you get out of this car, I do not want you to be my problem anymore. You can be Aftermath's issue now, since he's allowing you back.

[Alexander Ludovico]

*I laugh at her and take my cord out of my pocket* You're much more fun than Afterdoo, you know. I hope he gets as much entertainment out of you as I do. *I start a knot, pausing now and then to run my fingers over it and make sure it's looking the way it should.* Are we there yet?