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And onwards
(People had warned him about this; that the doors could have this sort of mind of their own in that they could grab you, like a door could kidnap a person and change their history. Chase sort of hadn't bought that, until...)
The door behind him slammed shut and it had an air of finality to it. Everything here was too quiet ever since the wall had been torn down and the news that everyone who was still contributing to the mission was to move on to Hong Kong. Sydney Shatterdome was shutting down, with all its personnel. Chase didn't exactly know whether he wanted to move on, given the fact that they probably already had their fair share of doctors there and it wasn't like he was a pilot or anything. He patched them up when they came back and yeah, he knows that's important work, but there's plenty of doctors.
Sighing, he heads up to the control centre and collapses in one of the ancient chairs that'll probably be left behind. He's not sure what's going to happen to everything, but he can't imagine it'll stay long. People might try and move further inland, in the desperate hopes that the Outback might stop the kaiju, but how long is that going to last?
Poking and prodding at a few of the now-defunct buttons, Chase reaches forward to grab one of the small toy-kaijus they'd always kept up here of Scissure, like they needed to remember why half of Sydney wasn't standing like it used to be.
So now it was stay here and wait or move on to Hong Kong.
Before he could take the time to process that decision, though, he heard the telltale scrape of a door that told Chase that someone else was lurking around -- to pillage or salvage or finish off work, he didn't know, but it made him feel somewhat relieved to know he wasn't the only one having trouble moving forward.
The door behind him slammed shut and it had an air of finality to it. Everything here was too quiet ever since the wall had been torn down and the news that everyone who was still contributing to the mission was to move on to Hong Kong. Sydney Shatterdome was shutting down, with all its personnel. Chase didn't exactly know whether he wanted to move on, given the fact that they probably already had their fair share of doctors there and it wasn't like he was a pilot or anything. He patched them up when they came back and yeah, he knows that's important work, but there's plenty of doctors.
Sighing, he heads up to the control centre and collapses in one of the ancient chairs that'll probably be left behind. He's not sure what's going to happen to everything, but he can't imagine it'll stay long. People might try and move further inland, in the desperate hopes that the Outback might stop the kaiju, but how long is that going to last?
Poking and prodding at a few of the now-defunct buttons, Chase reaches forward to grab one of the small toy-kaijus they'd always kept up here of Scissure, like they needed to remember why half of Sydney wasn't standing like it used to be.
So now it was stay here and wait or move on to Hong Kong.
Before he could take the time to process that decision, though, he heard the telltale scrape of a door that told Chase that someone else was lurking around -- to pillage or salvage or finish off work, he didn't know, but it made him feel somewhat relieved to know he wasn't the only one having trouble moving forward.
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Ben wrapped his fingers around him and stroked, wanting to get him there as easily as Chase got him there. He meant what he said - there was no joy in it if it wasn't mutual and he wanted to make it just as good for him.
"Come on, then."
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Ben slid his hand away slowly and murmured a little against the back of Chase's neck. It was nothing of any real import, just soft nothings, but it was enough to keep them in the moment and not break the intimacy of it all.
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"Just like this," Ben whispered back. For the moment, he wanted to just relax and bask in the moment before having to remember that the world was coming to an end outside.
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Chase shifts slightly, though, wanting to move and twist so he could look at Ben properly. It's not desperation as he leans forward for a slow kiss, but it's something a touch bittersweet. He's never had many friends when it comes down to it, and this seems like too little, too late. "If this is how it ends, could be worse."
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"Could think of worse ways to go," Ben agreed, panting a little. God, it felt good to make a connection with someone again.
"Would rather think of this going on for a while longer, though."
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"So, maybe we do have a little longer?"