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[captaincocksure]

[Jim moves up to the podium like a man who wears authority well: confident strides, straight back, a clear mission. For a moment it might seem the piazza is in for some rousing speech or recruiting presentation.

But when he turns to face the assembled, there's a seriousness to his expression. A slight drooping of those squared shoulders, as if burdened.]

How do you move on from loss?

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[captaincocksure]

[He can't help it; a fleeting grin curves his mouth and then fades.]

Guess I hadn't been paying close enough attention to how important fucks were as a currency.

[meanwhileback]

Never underestimate the power of a good fuck.

[It's... it's not that she SMILES here, exactly, it's more that she. Bares her teeth at him.]

[captaincocksure]

[Moments of grief or not, he can't just let that slide. It's against his nature.]

I never do.