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"Yeah. But we can kinda try? I dunno. They're doing better but there are still people that are turning up sick." It could spread. It could be nothing, could be the contagion.

He pauses, ruminating over his drink. "I don't like it. I know, what is there to like about it? But...I don't know, it seems like there's something more there than meets the eye."

"I can dig around next time I swing through. They've calmed down a lot, I would have thought after the Loki thing and the XXX lookalike they'd have been in an uproar but there's...nothing." It's weirding him out.

So much for not talking about this kind of stuff. They should have known better, he supposes. "Maybe they're still recovering from the weather."

"Maybe. That's probably it. Focus on the things you can change, right? Less so on the shit you can't." That's how he'd rationalized so much back home. Less so here.

"You and I both know that's easier said than done."

"Frigg'n impossible sometimes." Beer's done. Shots? Shots. Shots. He taps the bar for a few.

North's been nursing his drink a bit slower but he speeds up then so he can join in, if they're breaking out the shots. "I think people are so busy looking out for them and theirs that they don't have the energy for anything else."

"That I get. That's part of why I was so hell bent on getting the suits handled. To take care of mine. AND!" he tosses back a shot. "The rest of yours will be done like. Tomorrow I think? Stark got the measurements right this time."

"It's been like three days." How does this man do these things so fast? It makes North wonder about the quality of the work.

"The design's modular and he's got these robots that fabricate shit for him so he can work on more than one thing. It's crazy." Three day turnaround's not half bad.

"Still. I want to put mine through its paces." Because at this point he absolutely didn't trust this equipment without testing it to its full extent.

"No problem. I can clear a field for running it through the usual tests whenever you want. Sound good?" Less snow to work with but, hey, the hay is still around and should be good enough for basic testing.

"Yeah." He takes the shot that's been set before him and slams it back. "I feel like I've kept up with my strength pretty well, doing work, but I need to get more time in shooting."

"There's a range in D4 I use that's not connected to the militia. It's a good place to practice, I'll give you the address." He's been hitting it harder lately. Not as hard as he did during the project but- pretty hard.

He winces just a little at the aftermath of the alcohol, letting the burn make its way down. "That's the main thing I've been worried about, yeah."

Shots? Shots. York does one and flips the glass over, setting it on the bar. Time to start a tower. "It's real discreet, got a good program to it. Most of the guys I work with for weapons test their shit there."

"My concern is any place people like that gather is bound to be under extra scrutiny." It wouldn't do to get complacent about not being caught; it was possible that the powers that be were waiting for some opportune time or piece of evidence to snag as many dissenters as possible.

"That's fair. As soon as I find a place Clair and Mal want to throw in and get us our own secure location for training and testing and whatnot. Still haven't found anywhere big enough just yet." Or affordable enough. He could just squat in one but there are people that need to be paid to ignore him.

He stops talking. Is that the bartender giving them a long glance? Surely not. York would have taken him to a place he'd vetted long in the past. Still, they're getting pretty loose with their talk. He waits until the bartender turns and gives a little head shake. Changing the subject should make it pretty clear he wants to drop that line of conversation. "How are things, by the way? Since everything shook down?" He knew York had been making a lot of calls but he didn't really have the full picture of how York was doing now. With so many housemates they didn't always get the chance to talk one-on-one.

Ex marine families and discretion, pretty awesome. Being so open about shit? Not quite so much. He downs another shot and rubs at his bionic eye, scratching at the old scars. "Things are alright. Talked shit out with Tex. Talked it out with Carolina, checked up on South. Delta's still muddled on what to do but..."

That's sort of the norm. "We're alright. How's Theta holding up?"

"He's good. He's resilient, despite the circumstance sometimes."

"Whole lotta rough right around the time he showed up. It should get easier. I mean. The Director's here. There's not a whole lot else that can pop up and surprise us." One day. One. Fucking. Day. He will learn to keep his mouth shut.

Today is not that day.

"Don't underestimate them." That's all he's going to say. He takes another shot and motions for a couple more to be brought over.

"What, they're gonna bring in Omega and Sigma next?" Oh god mouth stop. Stop now. Booze will make it stop he takes another shot and sags against the bar. "God. Knowing our luck they would. That'd be fucking terrible."

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