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It was after midnight and outside there was a miserable rain, too hot to be refreshing. Hex sat inside the People's Med Center 1, a free clinic for folks without credits, or perhaps some legal reason they couldn't go to the actual Hospital, and once in a while a genuine emergency. Tonight he'd seen a woman who's baby had a bad cough and a man whose implant had gotten infected. It was black market, of course.

Hex had helped them both, then settled into his chair behind the desk to wait and watch the old CRT TV hooked to an ancient VCR. The phone was a corded landline. Even the computer they kept records on was a dinosaur.

The Center was set up that wa in purpose. Most people, the ones that knew it existed at all, assumed they lacked funding. The funding wasn't the issue. Security was the issue.

They'd been thrilled to have Hex come aboard. The field medic knew how to do most anything with the lowest tech possible. And he liked doing it. Helping people without options was something he could do in a world where he saw so much wrong in the system.

Date: 2023-06-14 01:55 am (UTC)
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Input was quiet tonight, and Max noticed Hex the moment he walked in. He could see, Rivet starting to head his way, but Max gently caught her arm to stop her, leaning in and explaining he was a friend.

Input wasn't nice, not really, but it offered a service few places were brave enough to anymore. Live human companions who'd sit with you and drink. The rules said no sex, but that was for the law, not the customers. Everyone knew that if you slipped your companion a few credits there was a place in the back...

Grabbing two beers, he intercepted Hex and guided him to a table.

"Not your night, looks like. Unless the other man looks worse," he said, handing Hex a beer.

Date: 2023-06-14 02:34 am (UTC)
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"Sometimes," Max agreed. "Do you want some ice? I might have a med inhaler. Would take the swelling down."

Date: 2023-06-14 02:56 am (UTC)
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"Nothing you'd want to eat," Max assured him. "Oh, there might be nuts, boiled ones."

Date: 2023-06-14 03:13 am (UTC)
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"Oh," Max said, slowly registering Hex's discomfort. "No. I owe money, and I work to pay it back. I can't go, but you don't have to stay. I understand," he assured him.

Date: 2023-06-14 03:21 am (UTC)
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"Eighty," Max said, looking a bit surprised. "It's a lot... I could just see you another night. You shouldn't spend money on a service you won't use."

Date: 2023-06-14 03:32 am (UTC)
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Max took his hand and stopped him.

"The fact that you think you'd be paying me directly tells me all I need to know. ...Go eat, Hex. Rest well and look after yourself. We can meet one night when I'm off the clock. ...Do you work Sunday? I'm always free Sunday."

Date: 2023-06-14 04:04 am (UTC)
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"Okay," Max nodded, sure he could save a few credits for a little meal. "I'd like that."

Date: 2023-06-14 04:22 am (UTC)
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"You don't want to be cooking for me. We can go wherever you want," Max promised, hesitating, then reaching to touch his hand.

Date: 2023-06-14 09:57 am (UTC)
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Max hesitated, thinking it might be best not to. He didn't want Hex connected to him, wanted to keep the man safe. Hex was sweet. Hex had kindness.

But after a beat he lifted his hand, gesturing for Hex to turn his over as well so he could transfer him his number.

Date: 2023-06-15 12:19 am (UTC)
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"I will see you then," Max smiled, nodding slightly.

This felt like a bad idea, but... He liked Hex. He liked how genuine he seemed, how warm. Max had been lacking warmth in his life for so long.

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