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    “Hey boss, heard we have a new-oh.” Gris’ voice dropped.

    “What’s wrong?” Zanka asked. He came into the room.

    He was greeted with familiar dreadlocks and magenta eyes.

    “Oh, you have GOT to be fucking kidding me!” He exclaimed, “Jabber?!”

    OR

    Jabber joins the cleaners.

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    16 Feb 2026

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    Ivan wakes up. He's lying on a stiff cot in a small, weathered room. The air smells of mildew and moss and a faint hint of smoke.

    There's a residual pounding thrumming in the back of his skull, and irate pains throughout his body. He's bandaged so tightly in certain areas that he can hardly move. Perhaps the most miraculous thing about this, even more so than his recovery, is a calloused hand resting gently on Ivan's thigh.

    Till is sleeping next to him, his head supported by the side of the bed. Ivan wishes he could say that the other man looks peaceful or well-rested, but the purple of his under eyes and his sharp cheekbones say anything but. Something inside Ivan's chest aches, a yearning that has gone undisputed since the day he laid eyes on the guitarist.

    "...Till?"

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    This takes place in an AU, where Ivan is saved by the Rebellion before he succumbs to his injuries, and the Final Round of Alien Stage never happens.

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    08 Feb 2026