LOG: What You Get Folks

[protective_logic]

Who: Delta Ai (Native), Maine (Native), Omega Ai (Native)
What: Family bonding... with a middle man.
Where: Movie Theater at the Gulch Mall.
When: Saturday 8/23, Noon
Warnings: Delta and Omega don't get along.

It is easier, of course, to do this apart. But the problem is that things aren't that easy anymore. They are having a problem with a lot of this. Having problems with a lot of things lately. But Maine was helping, and Delta is furious that Omega even brought the man into it. This was his boyfriend, and Omega's friend. They didn't need him in the middle of their squabble. And Delta definitely didn't need him to be here. But here, in the end, is where they are.

Delta waits outside of the theater, trying to ignore how uncomfortable he is in the open, waiting. Waiting for Omega. Waiting for his meddling boyfriend. Waiting for... well, something. Anything that proves he's getting better. That it's getting better. That he's not completely ruined.

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[baruthumos]

Omega reminds himself again that he's going to be a better brother. And that he won. He got his way. Delta is going to talk to someone. No more fighting. Just unconditional love and support like Alpha would.

Not like Alpha would. Like Beta would. He can behave for one afternoon. He needs to prove to Delta that therapy is helping. Not only so Delta actually goes. But so he'll give Omega one more chance.

"Hey," he says when he sees Delta outside. "Thanks for coming."

[protective_logic]

Delta looks up at the sound of his brother's voice and tries not to curl in on himself. It's not just him. It's Omega too. But no, today is peace. Today is quiet. Today is restful.

"Of course. We promised to see this together, didn't we?" he asks his brother, and wishes desperately Maine was there. At least the big man could probably stop a fight before it started.

[baruthumos]

"Yeah, months ago." So much has happened since. They're barely the same people. "Glad we could make it."

Omega almost asks Delta if he has an answer to the questions. What would make him happy, what does he want from Omega. But that would start a fight. Guarenteed.

[protective_logic]

"You..."

Delta pauses. No fighting. No saying that Omega could have just said they could do this without involving Maine. Maine is important to them both...

"You haven't told me how your therapy is going. I mean, I can see you getting around the house better, but I assume the mercs have a different way of going about it. More... focused."

[baruthumos]

It takes Omega a minute to realize Delta is talking about physical therapy. "It goes," he says. "I don't really have anything to compare it to. They really want me to push it, though. And learn how to swim. How's the helmet building?"

[protective_logic]

"I... am learning," Delta admits quietly. "Still need to get my hands on a few things before I can really start doing stuff. And that class with Maine should help on some other points."

God, he doesn't even know how to talk to his brother anymore.

[baruthumos]

Something tangible Omega can help with. Thank the powers that be. "What kind of things?" he asks. "How's the basement working out for you."

[protective_logic]

"The practice helmet," Delta whispers, not looking at his brother. "After that, parts and some tools we can't afford at the moment."

As for the basement... "Need to get a good light and magnifier for my work area."

[baruthumos]

"Okay," Omega says. "We can...look for coupons? I have one for the hardware store. Ten percent off the next time I go, and I know they have lights. Should we pick one out sometime soon?"

Helpful. Tangible. Maybe Delta will even let him pay.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

Maine doesn't mean to be late. It just...happens, and then he can't find parking at the mall, and before he knows it, it's nearly time for the movie to start.

Omega and Delta beat him here, of course. Sighing, he hurries over to them. Maybe this isn't a mistake. Maybe he and Texas are wrong, and somehow, the brothers can work something out for themselves.

This is going to be a long afternoon.

[protective_logic]

Delta looks up thankfully at Maine, and pulls the tickets from his pocket. "Come on, then. We don't want to miss this."

[baruthumos]

"Hey, comrade," Omega says, flipping Maine a salute. "Should we get popcorn or something?"

Omega wants to get popcorn, maybe a drink. But not unless Maine does too. He's not a tyrant.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

"Popcorn," Maine agrees. It's not a movie without snacks, after all. "Want anything, Delta?"

[protective_logic]

Well, that is something he can NEVER turn down. Movie popcorn is the best and he grins at his brother and Maine for the offer. "Can it have extra butter? Movie butter is the best! Oh, and those dark chocolate candies with the mint filling. That's an absolute movie rule."

[baruthumos]

"Whatever you want, sparkles," Omega says. See how Maine shows up and Delta is instantly happier? He wishes Maine would never leave.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

"Of course." Grinning, he removes his helmet and takes Delta's hand. "My treat includes treats."

[protective_logic]

Delta pulls his hand from Maine's. This isn't a date. It's three friends going to a movie.

"And we'll need drinks. What about you, Meg?"

[protective_logic]

"That was awesome," Delta coos, maybe for the fifth time since the movie was over. A fifth time he has reached between the start of the credits and the three of them actually making it out of the darkened theater.

How could today be better? An amazing movie, his two favorite guys, and a popcorn tub that still had a refill left on it in his hands? Yep, today was fucking amazing.

"The effects was so spot on. Sometimes I was shocked to remember the Caninid were all animated!"

[baruthumos]

Omega reminds himself he's supposed to be a better brother, and says, "The anatomy when the guy's lungs were ripped out was spot-on, too. Very alien."

At least Delta is happy. Hopefully this means he's forgiven.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

They both enjoyed it. Maine can relax a little. He's still a little confused about the dogs, but he quite enjoyed the film otherwise.

He liked the combat, of course.

"Fun movie," he agrees.

[protective_logic]

"Oh come on, the guy's lungs being ripped out was completely gratuitous," he sighs, shaking his head. "Come on, the anatomy of the Caninids was awesome."

[baruthumos]

"How else were they supposed to show the sliphonomus?" Omega asks. "They cut out Qarth entirely, they needed to show it somehow. Glad you like it, number four."

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

The what? They've completely lost him.

"There are other movies like this?" he assumes. Maybe that could also be a useful bonding experience.

[protective_logic]

"Well of course Qarth was cut. Even in the modern day and age it is hard to really portray a telempathic species with a non-humanoid form. It was just a fan-based nightmare situation waiting to be exploded, so skipping Qarth, as much as it sucks, makes sense."

But then he's spinning to walk backwards and smile at his brother. "And you're totally right. They had to do that to show the sliphonomus. I just never liked that scene in the books..."

Oh, Maine... Right. He smiles right at his boyfriend. "Books. They're bringing a book series Omega and I LOVE to film. This was the first movie. It's a series called The Splendor of Sombros. It's a sci-fi adventure series with the coolest aliens and humanity exploring the Sombrero galaxy, but the author thought 'sombrero' sounded weird so..."

He shrugs.

[baruthumos]

"Anyone who names anything Kwazii is not allowed to say any other words sound weird," Omega says. "They are great books. All the sex is behind closed doors like civilized people."

Omega checks the sky, quickly, for some new disaster. Nope, still clear. "Are they making the next one, do you know? Because I miss the medic, I really do."