JUPITER Friends in Low Places

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  1. Diarmuid O'Sullivan

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    Diarmuid obediently took a seat. Some of the bravado left him, he was just grateful to be sitting. He let himself slump forward and held his head in his hands while the Belter went to grab something. “I do” he managed between gritted teeth as a another pang of pain went through him. He should have known better than to head butt.


    “Much like yourself I’d say Belter-is that the term...you people use?” he could afford to be polite now that she was actually helping him.
     
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    She paused at his remark, shaking her head as she walked back over to the table where he was seated. One hand gently tilted his head back so that he was looking up at her as she shined a light in his eyes, darting the beam back and forth between each eye. There was an etched frown on her lips and her brow knitted together. His pupils dilated, that was a good sign.


    “You’d call yourself a Belter?”
    She asked, clarifying what he meant as she set the tool back down on the tray that she had brought over.


    While she waited for his answer, she picked up a clean cloth and pressed it against the open end of a bottle of a disinfectant to soak a portion of the rag. “You don’t hear that very often, coming from an Inner.”


    A low chuckle escaped the stern woman as she dabbed some of the blood from his face with the soaked rag.
     
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    Diarmuid didn’t resist. He sat there meekly while Chloe began her examination, wincing a bit as she scanned his eyes with a light to see how reactive his pupils were. “Nah I meant that you have a name too” he said, “I’m from Earth alright. Born and raised there”.


    “Well maybe because the Inners-” he broke off with a yelp as she dabbed his face with the rag, the disinfectant stinging like a thousand little needles at once. “Jesus Christ! What was that one for?”. He steeled himself this time, though his face kept twitching while she cleaned the blood away. “So Belter isn’t offensive then? What’s the word ye use?”
     
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    She chuckled at his yelp, clearly amused by the reaction, though she didn't stop cleaning the cut.

    "Sit still."
    She smirked. "Don't want to have to start all over again, no?"

    After she had finished tending to the wound, she tossed the rag into a disposal unit. "As for the word we use, it's Belta."

    She pushed herself onto her feet, grabbing a bottle of pills then handed them over to him. "These will help with that headache of yours, Terran." She didn't use the word in a derogatory sense, she just didn't know what to call him so she settled for that until he corrected her.
     
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    Diarmuid bit back a smart remark, it was easy for her to say when she didn't have to endure it. He endured the rest with stoic silence bar the occasional gasp. She completed his education as she tossed the rag away. A simple vowel change but her educated accent slipped for a second in to the creole rhythm.

    "Diarmuid" he corrected, "Though I will admit Terran does have a nice ring to it". He eyed the pills suspiciously but he'd have taken anything at this stage. He took two, swallowing with a grimace, his jaw still hurt. Exhaling, he leaned back against the wall, "And do you have a name then Belta?"
     
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    She gave the man a casual belter shrug, raising her right hand up to her shoulder with a small smirk. The pain medication she had given him would be powerful enough to knock him on his ass if he wasn't careful, but she didn't think he'd particularly care.

    "I'm Chloe." She answered the question simply, folding her arms over her chest as she leaned against the counter behind her.

    "If I were you, I wouldn't drink anything too strong while you're on those pills. Unless you're looking to end up blacked out in a back street with no clothes." She continued with a wolfish grin on her lips.
     
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    It hadn't hit Diarmuid yet but he'd just wolfed them down. Give it a few more minutes though the first glimmers of bliss were starting to course through him, deadening the pain to a soothing numbness. "Nice to meet you Chloe" he said automatically, blinking a little as he started to feel the effects. She was grinning now but he still felt somewhat lucid.

    "So what is this then? A recruitment?" he was starting to feel quite a bit more garrulous, "I mean I just happen to be set upon by some OPA wankers in some dive of a bar and you just happen to come along? It's not my first rodeo now darling"
     
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    "Don't call me that." She said sternly, a fire in her dark eyes.

    When he started to ask her about the recruitment, she pulled herself up onto the counter and crossed her arms.

    "Are you insinuating that I specifically targetted you as a possible recruit for the OPA, by having OPA attack you?"
    She asked him, raising a brow.

    In truth, she could see the potential of the man, but he was an Inner. She saw an opportunity at the bar, so she took it, though she wasn't quite sure what it was that she was hoping to accomplish. Either way, it never hurt to have people in your debt -- especially when you probably saved their life.
     
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    Diarmuid held up his hands as if to ward off another attack. She wasn't some slip of a girl to be called names like that by him. "I can't even spell the word, let alone pronounce it so far by me to know how things work on Io" he said calmly, his voice dulled by the meds. "I've heard of stranger things and seen them. Mostly on Earth though, I wasn't sure ye'd gotten that sophisticated out in the Belt" it wasn't meant to be a dig, it was said just as a fact.

    "You must have your own suspicions though, why else do you think I'm out here? Humour me at least before you space me out an airlock".
     
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    Her eyes flashed, though it was difficult to tell if it was from anger or amusement.

    "So, because I'm a Belter, I can't have just helped you just out of the goodness of my heart?"
    She arched an eyebrow at the man. If her expression was difficult to read, the tone of her voice was even more so.

    She idly fiddled with one of her locks, leaning forward to rest her elbows on the tops of her thighs as she watched him. "This may come as a surprise to you, but not all Belters despise Inners for the sheer audacity of existing. As to why you're out here? Difficult to say. Plenty of Inners come to the belt for work or looking for a new life."
     
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    "I'm not sure many people have hearts these days" Diarmuid responded, it was hard to tell whether he was trying to make a joke or be serious. "And it's obvious you've sway. Godzilla and King Kong who were escorting you? The way all those lads inside backed down? It's got me curious" he said.

    His eyes fluttered shut for a moment. "Christ that's good" he admitted, he was on a proper high now, the pain had faded to a dull numbness and he felt like he could walk on air. "Audacity? Your ancestors came from Earth fadó fadó, we're all the same far back enough". There weren't too many in the Belt or on the Inner Planets who held to that philosophy.

    "I'm stoned off my head" he breathed, talking away half to himself. He shook his head as if he could clear it that fast. "Go to one of the worst pubs on Io and I just happen to have a guardian angel. You've got that one right in one Chloe, I'm out here for a new life. Anywhere the UN aren't is where I want to be".
     
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    This seemed to intrigue the woman, even if her expression only changed ever so slightly. A brow arched at his last few words and she laced her fingers together. "The UN is still very much out here, even in the Belt, unfortunately. Though we're almost as far away from them as you can get. You should be able to find yourself work out here... if you've any useful skills. Judging by the way you handled yourself at the bar, I'd say you have some at the very least. As for your new life... that'll depend on what sort of life you're looking to lead."

    Her weight shifted on the counter and she gave a shrug of her shoulders. The big man in the corner looked to her with a quizzical expression, though he said nothing.
     
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    Chloe didn't give anything away and it was unlikely in his doped up state that Diarmuid would have even noticed. "Their reach is long but it's not as strong as it is on Earth" he said. He managed a ghost of a grin. "A new life? Maybe one where I'm free and I'm not under the boot heel of some tyrant. Have you ever been to Earth Belta? The Belt isn't paradise but you're not in a world at war. The ivory palaces and streets of gold don't cover the entire planet. Plenty of people live in worse squalor than out here" he caught himself and took a deep breath.

    "And there you got me getting all political" he said with some self deprecation. He even managed another smile.
     
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    Her head canted slightly to the side as the man started to rant about the conditions back on Earth. Had he gone on such a ramble in front of her counterparts, she doubted that he would have survived long enough to even finish the sentence. She pulled one leg up onto the counter, loosely hugging it to her chest as she watched him.

    "In all likelihood, if I went to Earth, I would die."
    She answered simply, shaking her head. Not that she had much desire to visit the overly crowded planet. She had heard how many people lived on the surface and she couldn't imagine trying to live amongst so many people. While things could get cramped on Belter stations, the population wasn't nearly as dense as it was there.

    One hand idly gestured towards him. "Freedom is something we all want out here. I'm sure you can find a place for yourself somewhere on the Belt."
     
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    The drugs made Diarmuid's tongue wag. He was tired of running and was half certain he was due to be executed in a while. No harm in speaking his mind. His eyes met hers but neither were truly hearing each other. They were from different worlds and both were hostile to the other. Chloe had been raised out here, you could see it how she moved in the lighter gravity whereas he looked clumsy and uncoordinated by comparison.

    "But that place isn't here I'm guessing then? What are you looking for then Chloe? What do ye need? I'm not one to blow my own horn now but see I can be a man of many talents" he gave his most winning grin. "Christ if ye just need a pub bouncer, I'll do that but it's whatever ye need".
     
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    She drummed her fingers against her thigh in thought and then she hopped down off the counter, casually approaching Diarmuid. Her hands slid into the back pockets of her trousers.

    "Alright then. I could use another guard for the clinic. It will be a good place for you to stay while your injuries heal. After that, I can look at finding you a more suitable job, if you are so inclined."
    She said, shifting her weight from one leg to the other.

    The man in the back corner shifted his weight on the chair he had taken a seat on. "You sure that's a good idea, Chloe? Hiring an Inya?" He didn't sound too angry, just skeptical.

    Chloe shot a stern glare over towards him, scowling. "If I wasn't sure, Hawk, I wouldn't have made the offer to begin with."

    Hawk, the large belter, gave a small nod of his head and raised his hands up to his shoulders with a sly grin. "Right, right. You're the bosmang."

    She looked back to Diarmuid, crossing her arms over her chest. "The decision is yours, but the deal is on the table. You'll be welcome to stay until you're able to get your feet underneath you, either way."
     
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    Diarmuid tensed a bit as she hopped off the counter but Chloe had nothing violent in mind. He listened silently, not even making a smart comment when the other Belter chimed in with his own views. He was very much aware that he wasn't flavour of the month around here. "That's-" he paused, choosing his next words with exceptional care "Remarkably kind of you" and there wasn't any sarcasm or cynicism there, just surprise.

    He nodded, "I can do that. Jaysus, I've done worse like" he managed another quick grin there, it made him look younger and a lot less weary. The levity faded from his tone and he nodded again slowly as if mulling it over. "Thank you".
     
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    "I'm sure that you have." The woman answered simply, pulling her hand terminal from her pocket. Her fingers flew over the keys for a brief moment and she then raised the device to take a quick picture of Diarmuid.

    "Hawk, please go print a badge for Diarmuid here and enter this PIN for him. I'll update the roster later this evening."
    She said quietly to her companion that had been overwatching the entire interaction. Her head turned just enough so that she could look at the man out of the corner of her eye and she smiled warmly in his direction.

    The burly Belter gave a single nod of his head, his harsh gaze glowering briefly at Diarmuid before he turned to leave. "You got it, Bosmang."

    He went to step out of the room when a slender young woman stepped around the corner. Both his hands shot up to his shoulders and he rose up onto the balls of his feet to avoid walking into the tiny woman with vivid purple hair. She was young, no older than twenty. A rumbling chuckle formed in Hawk's chest and he lightly patted the purple-haired girl's shoulder, continuing onward after she had pranced past him.

    The young woman beamed up at him, waving her free hand at Hawk as he sauntered off. In her other hand, she was carrying an extensively modified hand terminal.

    Chloe turned to face the younger woman as she trotted up to her and Diarmuid, her hands moving in what looked to be a means of communication.

    The girl with the purple hair canted her head to the side with a quizzical expression, gesturing over to Diarmuid with the hand holding her terminal. A brow rose questioningly.

    "Diarmuid. This is Sparrow." She explained, gesturing towards the young woman.

    Sparrow grinned brightly up at the terran, then quickly looked down at her terminal, typing away with surprising dexterity. After a moment the device spoke with an upbeat British accent, though with a clearly synthesized voice. "Hello there! It's nice to meet you."
     
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    Somewhere at the back of Diarmuid's head he hoped that he'd not been drooling like some doped up eejit while the photo had been taken. He met Hawk's gaze as the big Belter rose, making sure to give a baleful glare of his own. It was more for show than anything else. Diarmuid was sure he'd keel over if he tried to have another scrap in his present condition.

    He wondered if he was hallucinating when a slight young woman with purple hair skipped into the room. Her hands moved, was she using sign language? Chloe seemed to understand what she was getting at, answering her with words. Nothing wrong with her hearing anyways. He stared as she typed at her terminal with blinding speed. The chirpy British accent that came out got a blink, not quite the Twilight Zone but not quite what he'd expected either.

    "Hi" he managed, not trusting his voice to more. His jaw was fully numb now. "Are you all...birds?" a remarkable feat of mental clarity in his present state. Sparrow was refreshing insofar that she was the first Belter not automatically to look wary or hostile upon seeing an Inner. "Jaysus, what was in those pills" this was half to himself and Chloe, her clinic didn't skimp on meds.
     
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    Sparrow frowned a little at Diarmuid as he asked the question, her pale blue eyes turning towards Chloe for clarification. Whatever the man had said, it didn't look as though she had understood him.

    Chloe smiled and her hands were a flurry of movement as she translated the words he had spoken into something the other woman could actually understand. If there was a weakness that the Belter had, it was Sparrow. She had practically raised the girl from a young age.

    There was a brief pause, then Sparrow's eyes lit up and she looked back to Diarmuid, laughing. The sound was a little too loud for the quiet setting. Her head dropped down and she quickly started to type away on the device, which quickly translated her sentence. "Just Hawk and me! Chloe has a sense of humor, though she'd never admit it to anyone."

    "Alright. That's enough of that." Chloe scowled a little to Sparrow, shaking her head as she quickly signed at the same time as she spoke. "Diarmuid needs his rest." She added a moment later.
     
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