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Happy Thursday, hole-y people! Were you going insane yet? Some of you had the good fortune of having a loved one down here with you, so maybe not!

Travis probably was. But, like, in a quiet way now where he was almost used to never seeing the sun again.

This was the perfect time to learn to play guitar, right?

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"Might take some of the wind out of the asshole," Travis grumbled. He worked his jaw a moment and winced. "Fuck, I haven't gone off like that in. . . ." He trailed off with a sigh. "Awhile."

And he didn't even get to go blow off some steam fighting a wildfire this time! Or not fighting with an extremely hot deaf firefighter!

This sucked.

"And hopefully this will be the first and last brawl we have down here before we get out" Dwight said. "Tempers are flaring the longer this goes on. Hopefully we will get out of here soon."

Lord he hoped it was sooner rather than later. He was used to playing peace keeper but he wasn't looking forward to the prospect of so many people getting even more stir crazy.

"Just do me a favor and give me a heads up if you get the urge to punch someone again" he said with a somewhat sympathetic smile.

"Oddly enough, that rarely happens," Travis said. "I'm generally a very easy going guy. All I ask is that you don't crap on anyone else, you know?"

Or be weirdly belligerent about weapons safety when Travis had had a very long and hard week and a half.

"A totally reasonable request" Dwight agreed. "Though if the population down here grows much more, we may have to start looking at setting up designated person spaces. Just to make sur everyone has a place they can go to cool down and get away from everyone else."

Travis looked at him.

"How do you do that? How do you just -- always keep looking ahead and trying to fix everything? Those cannons are more dangerous for you than anyone else here."

"When you live with something like my Trouble, you just kinda learn to adapt... maybe its a morbid or dark way to look at it" Dwight said with a shrug. "But I learned long ago that stress and worries will happen. And the thing isn't that I don't think about then or confront them or try to figure out a plan for how to deal with them. But I try not to spend all my energy on the what ifs. I plan where I can, prepare if there's something I can do, and then otherwise try to watch my bad and deal with whatever might happen." Dwight gave Travis a smirk and laughed somewhat dryly "Trust me, I don't have it as together as I make it look."

"You'd better not," Travis said. "You're making me look bad over here. I'm supposed to be the one who's trained to be rational in any given situation." He looked off towards wherever the pirates had ended up. "Which I have clearly just been excellent at, down here."

Travis, dude.... you're talking to someone who spent several years as part of the Army Rangers. It's kind of in his blood as much as yours.

"Hey we all have our moments of weakness" Dwight said. "And you have managed to keep everyone safe, fed, and alive down here all this time. That is no small feat. Don't be too harsh with yourslef, cuz I think a pirate invasion would send just about anyone off the deep end at some point. Don't be too hard on yourself" Dwight said, reaching out a hand to gently pat Travis' shoulder, pausing so he could move if he wanted to.

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Travis let him with little more than a sigh.

"Thanks." He leaned against the aid car a bit harder, looking up at the ceiling. "Is it weird that I really miss rain?"

"Not at all" Dwight said sympathetically. "I'm a bit of an outdoorsman myself. I miss the trees, the wind, the rain. Hell I think I'm almost to the point I'd be at least partly glad to see a fly or a mosquito."

Almost. He said almost Travis, don't you look at him like that!

"They can fly. They're too clever to end up down here." Travis shrugged. "I'm from Seattle, man. I'm used to a regular dose of extreme humidity." He held up his hand, examining his knuckles. "I think my skin's starting to crack."

That as because you'd punched a guy, Trav.

"Well, we can always ask the girls if they have any lotion or anything..." Dwight said, humoring him for a moment before shaking his head. "In the mean time, maybe stop punching people. Will probably go a long way in helping your hands."

"That is -- good advice," Travis said with a little laugh. "Guess I should be glad I'm not going to jail this time."

"Yeah pretty sure Edward isn't going to go run sobbing to Detective Williams or anything. And even if he did, I think you are still good. But yeah might not want to press your luck with a repeat" Dwight said with a slight chuckle.

"So," he continued after a few minutes of silence. "How's the hand doing? How the jaw and face? Bruising doesn't look too bad so far.."

“I’m fine, Mom,” Travis teased. “I’ve definitely had worse.”

And that was even if you left out the open heart trauma surgery!

"Yeah snarky as ever. You'll live!" Dwight teased right back.

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