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Who: Agent K and Various
What: A trip to his univers and a discussion about going to Linda's
When: During the The Voyage Home plot.
Where: Security / MiB verse
Notes & Warnings: I'm aiming for humor with this one, so it shouldn't get over PG-13. Information on Kay's home here.

A Talk with Linda

[Kay is in his office, sorting out his affairs. Everyone else might be taking this as a fun chance to go home, or else they should in his opinion. Kay's intentions are practical, and he wants to follow through on a promise.]

[He's already planning on asking Una and Narvin to come along, despite the fact that he knows there's a bit of oil-and-water there, two differing perspectives might get him answers concerning Linda's dilemma than just his own. One with a miraculous gift to face situations of high pressure with cool and calm and ingenuity (something Kay holds in high regard), and another with a brilliant intellect rarely encountered. Too bad he has none of that latter calm and is prone to fits of destructive paranoia.]

[Still, with both of them helping him it will be a great advantage.]

[When he sees Linda go by, he calls out to her.] Esquivel. I want a talk with you before I go.

Una and Narvin's big Adventure

[It's a mercifully short line at the intake, and by mercifully short one also means that it's nearly a fifteen minute wait. Kay is staying with them because he has to clear the tech that he brought back. For once, he's not wearing his security uniform from Quadratus but rather his valued black suit, something he's been missing and something that's crucial to his identity.]

Are you both doin' alright? [He checks back with them, waiting for the big sluggy grub alien in line in front of him to squirm forward.]

Comments

[most_feared]

I'm headin' home. [He dusts off his hands.] Takin' Una and Narvin with me if they're willin' to go and seeing about specs for potential dome solutions.

Could you write out a time table of events and everything in particular you've noticed for a little while?

[He holds out his comm to her so she can jot down some details. The tech will be acceptable enough back home that the information will be easy to pass on.]

[domesheriff]

Oh. [she's visibly surprised by that revelation] You're...really going to check that out back home? [she pauses, not sure what to say for a minute. she's so grateful she's speechless] I mean...thanks.

[and at his request, she nods, taking his comm] Yeah. But other than the dome appearing and just...being there, it hasn't really done anything. Everything else has just been because it's there--car accidents, injuries, no communication, fire, disease. Do you want to know about those things, too?

[she has no idea what someone could do to get rid of a mysterious dome over a town, so she doesn't want to jump to any conclusions about what might be important]

[most_feared]

Nothin' better to do and shit's been slow as winter molasses here. [He quirks his mouth to the side and leans his hip against his desk.]

Everything. In fact, when I'm done with mine I'll have 'em skip me back in time to make a quick trip with you. Get the last of the info I need and hope I can help you clear up some of the immediate dangers.

[domesheriff]

[she nods. as little as she's shared with anyone here so far, she's willing, without hesitation, to tell him anything that might lead to help for Chester's Mill] Okay. I'll get that to you. [just considering his request already has her thinking of events that she'd been trying to put out of her mind over the months that she's been here. it won't be easy for her to retell, but she'll do it]

[but his next request is, if possible, even more surprising than his first] Only if we're sure the missile isn't going to destroy Chester's Mill when we get there! [she blurts out the words without thinking. lowering her voice, she adds:] Sorry, sir. [and, after a pause:] I know, this is probably our best chance for you to see the dome yourself--and that's the best chance we've got of getting rid of it. I just...don't want to lose Chester's Mill trying to save it.

I lost this tag.

[most_feared]

Sweetheart, it'll be alright. [He doesn't say it in a condescending way, and it may be a little workplace inappropriate but this doesn't have to do with work. It's sort of fatherly sort of concern, a nickname intended to comfort.]

I've stopped death beams bein' shot at my planet. Human missiles aren't gonna be any trouble at all, even if my people aren't at work on yours. With the right help, we're gonna stop it.

[domesheriff]

[the way he's talking to her is reminding her of Duke again, and for a second she could almost cry] I know. [her voice cracks a little, but she mostly keeps her emotions at bay] There's a chance now. [a chance Chester's Mill would never have had if she hadn't made it to Blackway, and she could hardly be more aware of that gift--or grateful for it. she straightens, holding onto her composure] Thanks. I'll--get to work on that list. [clutching the communicator, she moves to leave his office]