The man wasted no time going from one of the government buildings that he was being held in to his home — not his apartment — but his actual house. The house that he spent the most time in when his wife and daughter were alive. The house that he spent a lot of time fixing up himself to make it
exactly how his wife dreamed it would be. There were times he would stay here or the apartment. He knew Selene thought he lived in a cramped, extremely run down, and shitty apartment somewhere in Khia. However, he had this house in a middle-to-upper class neighborhood in Qona.
Walking down the street, he was minding his own business when he heard a woman direct attention towards him, ‘
Mister Vexler, it’s a pleasure to see you. How long are you staying for?’ the neighbors knew he would come and go. Sometimes he would stay in his home for weeks, sometimes a day or two, but they were familiar with his odd behaviors, but they knew what he did for work as well.
Stopping with a gentle expression and a faint smile, ‘
Good afternoon, Misses Borne. I don’t know. I think I’ll be staying for awhile this time,’ he confessed while his hands stayed in his long khaki trench coat and he looked over at the woman from behind his shaded glasses.
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That is very nice. My husband was just asking about you. Did you want to come over for dinner tonight or tomorrow?’ The Borne’s were always wonderful people. They were about ten-to-fifteen years older than he was. An elderly couple that had lived in their home way before him and his wife moved into their home or even considered it. Mister Borne was a man who served the military for about twenty-five years and had a mixture of feelings about it — regret, anger, and contentedness. Sometimes he would bitch at Roach for being a deserter but other days he fully understood why any poor bastard would run from the government too.
He nodded, ‘
I could come over tonight or tomorrow,’ Roach didn’t mind either night. It wasn’t like he had any plans except to be lazy at home, playing video games, watching a few movies, and maybe reading a book or two. Possibly getting back into some hobbies. Otherwise, the only important thing he had to do was make sure he got that encrypted email to Counselor Isolde.
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We’ll see you tonight at seven then, Mister Vexler,’ the older woman knew better than to leave it up to him. She learned throughout the years to be a little more demanding and he’d show up every single time. He was rough around the corners but the Borne’s didn’t mind.
After a few more words between the two, Roach went on his way.
Going up to his house always felt somewhat strange even though he had been doing the same routine for about thirty or so years. Whenever he started doing this. As he unlocked the door, a few
small creatures hopped up onto his porch and looked at them. They were barely bigger than someone’s foot, armored mole rats, and they were very common in Dominion. Scavenging the streets along with ruining the roads with their burrowing. ‘
Don’t give me those eyes, you aren’t coming in,’ his wife used to feed them all the time and unluckily… he continued that habit, so every time he came home. They would greet him, stay in the yard, and manage their way into the house. At least they never caused that much trouble.
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Come on,’ he gestured while opening the door and letting them go into the house. There were a handful of them and he closed the door behind all of them before turning the lights on. The house was clean but looked lived in. There was a stagnant freshness in the air because he hadn’t been there in awhile either. Going through the living room and into the kitchen, he opened the back door, so they could leave whenever they wanted to. Setting the groceries he bought onto the counter and going into the cupboards, he grabbed a pack of old fruit bars, and he opened those up. Breaking them into bits and pieces and setting them by the back door. The little critters seemed to love that snack. ‘
You are spoiled,’ he informed them before going over to a specific switch and turning it. It was making all the windows in the house change scenery. He stopped a
foresty field scene before putting the groceries away. All the basic necessities and perishables he’d need for a few days. Nothing special.
Then he picked up a certain package and stared at it. It instantly reminded him of Selene because it was an ingredient that added flavor to the “take out” he’d actually make and bring her — however, she thought it was from Takin’s Noodles or Geof’s Dumplings. Then he put it into the cupboard with the thought about how he wouldn’t have to make dinner that night because the Borne’s invited him over.
Grabbing a drink and a snack before going back into the living room, he grabbed a controller before plopping down on his couch, and pushing his boots and socks off before putting them up on the coffee table. He turned the T.V. on and began to hook up his headset to the controller while going through the channels before the symbol for the gaming system came on.
Welcome RogueViper, the game system turned with a greeting and a little jingle before going into the play menu.
Picking a first person shooter game that was competitive [think of something like Apex, Call of Duty, etc…] and he loaded into it. Tapping into the current battle pass, looking at all the quests he had to do to level up, and getting into a trio match.
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