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Outdoor Adventures Time! Tuesday, period 1
“CLIFF DIVING.”
The class met this week on the edge of the preserve. Eliot, who had a large bag of supplies slung over his shoulder and a walking stick, gave Parker a bit of side-eye.
"Yes," he said. "After we hike out to the cliffs."
“Right, that,” Parker agreed. “I brought wetsuits again.” She pointed to a few duffel bags. “Because it’s warm out, but the water is still cold. And if you want to dive in just your clothes, that’s okay. I brought towels. But you might regret that is all I’m saying.”
"Those of you not into throwin' yourselves off cliffs," all, like, three of you, "I'll be setting up some campfires at the top. If you're interested, I can show you. If not . . . I got stuff for s'mores."
Parker was maybe rubbing off on him.
“Or you can do both,” Parker pointed out. “If you wanna dive for a bit and then decide you’re not up for it again. Or vice versa. No limits, people.”
"Only requirement is the hike," Eliot said. "Which you might wanna get used to, since stuff we're doin' on the island is all gonna involve walking to it. It's a shorter one today, though, only about ten minutes. Keep an eye out and see if you can spot any of Fandom's weirder wildlife."
Like those green deer people always talked about. Eliot hadn't really seen one. He wasn't chatty enough.
“Let’s get going, people! Hup hup hup!”
That last bit was for you, Eliot. Heee.
The class met this week on the edge of the preserve. Eliot, who had a large bag of supplies slung over his shoulder and a walking stick, gave Parker a bit of side-eye.
"Yes," he said. "After we hike out to the cliffs."
“Right, that,” Parker agreed. “I brought wetsuits again.” She pointed to a few duffel bags. “Because it’s warm out, but the water is still cold. And if you want to dive in just your clothes, that’s okay. I brought towels. But you might regret that is all I’m saying.”
"Those of you not into throwin' yourselves off cliffs," all, like, three of you, "I'll be setting up some campfires at the top. If you're interested, I can show you. If not . . . I got stuff for s'mores."
Parker was maybe rubbing off on him.
“Or you can do both,” Parker pointed out. “If you wanna dive for a bit and then decide you’re not up for it again. Or vice versa. No limits, people.”
"Only requirement is the hike," Eliot said. "Which you might wanna get used to, since stuff we're doin' on the island is all gonna involve walking to it. It's a shorter one today, though, only about ten minutes. Keep an eye out and see if you can spot any of Fandom's weirder wildlife."
Like those green deer people always talked about. Eliot hadn't really seen one. He wasn't chatty enough.
“Let’s get going, people! Hup hup hup!”
That last bit was for you, Eliot. Heee.

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Which was a very, very oblique truth. So much so that Kathy felt guilty saying it.
"And, umm, guys. Or a guy. Ish. But mostly knives."
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Metaphors always took a while to make any kind of sense to her. (Eliot was the fiddle, but the other guy thought he was the fiddle, it was a whole thing.)
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Okay, Kathy realized that this would probably be confusing even for someone who wasn't as literal as Parker was.
"I should start over."
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"Okay, so yesterday, I went on a picnic with a guy who promised to show me his knife throwing skills." And thank you so much for making that sound like a euphemism now, Eliot. "I tried explaining to Eliot that it wasn't a date like he assumed--" because it was more a hookup but with bonus knife throwing, not that Kathy would be telling any teacher that. Ever. In her life. "--but he likes to tease, especially since radio is, well, radio."
Except for how it had actually been pretty factual in its reporting of what had happened, including the part where Ezra had bartered making out in exchange for teaching Kathy how to throw knives.
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Seemed plausible to Parker.
"What did Radio say you were doing?"
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"Uhh, radio might have mentioned that Ezra promised to teach me knife-throwing," she admitted, fidgeting. "In exchange for some, umm, you know. Making out." And then she coughed and blushed a little darker.
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Because for all of Ezra's many, many flaws, when it came to sex he respected boundaries and the importance of consent.
"Thanks for double-checking, though."
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YOU WERE OUTED, ELIOT. YOU CARED.
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She was still utterly mortified, absolutely. But she was also really happy to get getting this kind of support and concern from the adults in her life. It was...different...than what it would have been like back home.
She liked it.
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Or was that more like second base date material?
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And he had it coming, so there.
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Realizing Parker would explain that she'd stabbed him with whatever was handy (see? She was learning!) she amended, "Why did they need stabbing?"
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Because if he hadn't, he should've.
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He was approaching fifty, yeesh.
"He and Sophie retired together, she used to do the stuff that needed acting... We drove the orphans to the nearest World Health Organization refugee camp, and they placed them in a better group home. There was about fifty of them." You couldn't save everybody, like Hardison had said. But they'd saved those ones, that day. "And the one we were there to get out to his new adoptive parents in America, Luka, he's doing okay now."
Hardison had little alerts on their former clients, and Luka's was one that Parker checked pretty regularly.
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"That's...that's really awesome of you guys," Kathy said softly. "How did you guys hear about Luka?"
What did it mean, to be sent in to get a kid from a black market orphanage?
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"His adoptive parents." Parker scowled a bit, then gave Kathy a sideways smile for the 'awesome.' "They paid so much money to adopt him, and then Irina-- she's the one that set it all up -- just took him back, and when the couple tried to keep her thugs from taking him away, the one I stabbed later beat the father up really badly." She tried to remember. "I think they found us through the website Hardison had up for us and the company. Leverage, Inc."
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"Wait, if they paid for the adoption proceedings, how could she just take him--oh. If it was all black market, they probably didn't have any proof of anything." And when they tried, the dad had gotten beat up. "So that's what you used to do? Before you taught? Helped people out with problems that the authorities wouldn't?"
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