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The Perk, Saturday Afternoon

"A cup of loose leaf tea, preferably made by someone wearing some kind of gloves, if you can manage that."

The barista eyed Seivarden suspiciously.

She was in a good mood, and was taking that out on the staff of The Perk, in the sense that there was hardly any questioning in the tone of her voice of their ability to serve her order.

They were surprisingly efficient today, she noted briefly, oblivious to the likely reason, and then found a table by the window. Was it the good breakfast, she wondered, or just that having a part-time roommate was just what she needed? One whom, although they might not be close, was a reasonably civilised person with good cooking skills. Of course she wasn't going to stay here for long (she kept insisting on this, even though thinking about it was starting to make her uncomfortable), but making her life more pleasant while she was here was always a good thing, wasn't it?

Smiling, she sipped her tea and looked out of the window.

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Faye was clearly still half-asleep when she made her way into the Perk this afternoon, and it wasn't until she had her coffee and had taken a sip of it that she took notice of Seivarden. "You look like you're in a good mood."

"I do? Well, I suppose things aren't too bad."

She gestured at the chair opposite her own.

"Have a seat if you like."

Faye did as invited, fairly draping herself over the chair. "I mean, no one's randomly a child and it's not raining syrup," she pointed out agreeably. "Things are kind of great for Fandom, I guess."

Seivarden grinned at her over her teacup. "Yes, be grateful for small mercies. How are you today?"

"Sleepy, but this is helping," Faye admitted, brandishing her coffee. "I'm really into this espresso stuff they have here." They mostly just had regular coffee, where she was used to.

"I had coffee for the first time last week," Seivarden said. "My roommate bought a very fancy coffee machine and took the making of it quite seriously. It was still terrible, but after the dinner he cooked it seemed rude not to try it."

"I don't function without it," Faye noted, peering curiously at Seivarden's cup. "What, is that tea or something, then?"

She didn't have any objections to tea, but it just didn't have the same oomph as coffee - which, Faye was typically a person who needed some oomph to counteract everything she'd done the night before.

"Tea or something?"

Seivarden gave Faye a judging look.

"Tea is the foundation for civilisation."

She didn't sound completely serious, of course it was an exaggeration, but for a Radchaai there was still some truth to it.

"I mean," Faye said, actually thinking about it, "I can think of a lot of other drinks you could make that argument about. Wine, for example."

Most of Faye's examples would be alcoholic, if anyone was curious.

"I have nothing against wine," Seivarden said, "But no."

She took a sip from her cup, adding with an amused grin: "But you are not Radchaai so you are forgiven for your ignorance. Have you ever tried tea?"

"Of course," Faye told her, waving a hand. "Mostly green, but I like most white teas, too. It's very - calming. Tea's good for like, curling up with something to read and nowhere to be."

"Unless someone drinks too much," Seivarden said. "I believe it's the same substance as in coffee. There are quite a few good teas on Earth though, although I did take some of the best tea on Athoek with me."

"You brought fancy space tea here?" Faye asked, lifting her brows. "What do I have to do to get you to share some?"

Look, she'd try anything once, even if it didn't have any real chance of messing her up beyond a potential caffeine overdose.

She made it sound like it was some kind of drug, which was mostly funny, but also a little uncomfortable, but Seivarden just smiled.

"Stop by for tea some time? Unless you're allergic to cats."

Faye also really, genuinely enjoyed exotic foods and drinks! But yeah, her willingness to try things was pretty firmly rooted in drug and alcohol use, as well.

"I'm definitely not," Faye agreed. "Cats are generally adorable. I used to live with a dog, and it was - fine, but cats are definitely better."

The recovering drug addict was going to stay as far away from drugs as possible, for as long as possible.

"They are." Seivarden grinned. "Issa seems to have forgiven me for leaving her with Summer when I went back home."

"Just the one kitty, then?" Faye guessed. "Is she a normal cat or a genius or something?"

The dog she'd lived with had been a genius. It was a normal question, as far as Faye was concerned.

"She's a normal cat," Seivarden said, smiling. "But special, as all loved pets. You don't live with the dog anymore, then?"

"No, Ein is on the last ship I lived on," Faye told her with a shake of her head. "But he can fly the ship if needed, so. Kind of a special dog."

And Faye liked him a lot more than she tended to let on.

"The dog can fly the ship?"

That surprised Seivarden of course, but not for long, this was Fandom.

"Is that a thing where you're from?"

"Not an especially common thing," Faye admitted with a smile. "Ein's the only one I've ever met. He's a Corgi; maybe they're all like that?"

Faye would have some questions for Patriot, if she ever ran into him.

"I've never seen a dog pilot a ship, regardless of breed," Seivarden said. "Well, as long as he was a good pilot. Was this ship the small one you talked about?"

"Oh, no. My personal craft is the little one I mentioned," Faye assured her. "The Bebop is a much bigger ship. I lived on it fairly comfortably with three other people and a dog." The Red Tail, on the other hand, was big enough for exactly one person. Maybe two if they were very close friends.

"There are lots of smaller ships in my universe too, of course," Seivarden said. "I've just never had to live on them, and they are not run by AIs. What kind of ship was the Bebop? Transport?"

"I think it's a converted trawler," Faye admitted. "But we're bounty hunters, so essentially a transport, yeah. Just not - you know, always transporting willing passengers."

"What kind of bounties do you hunt, then?"

Seivarden was aware that some answers she might have issue with, even if the reasons behind the issues might have changed a little.

"Criminals," Faye told her easily. "It's a whole thing where I'm from. Like - the way people here watch 'the news,'" yes, she totally did the air quotes, "we have broadcasts of which bounties are out there up for grabs. Bring 'em in, get a prize, get back out there."

Never mind the fact that Faye was actually worth quite a bit of money, herself.

There were mer civilised ways of dealing with criminals, of course, but Seivarden just gave a nod in response, then took another sip of tea.

"Do you miss it?"

"It was a lot more exciting than what I'm doing here," Faye answered, shrugging. "But also a lot harder. So - kind of. Yes and no."

Seivarden threw a quick glance out the window. "At least I feel like I'm doing something useful back home."

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