[Video | Filtered to Legionnaires Only] Technically, Parody Is Fair Use

[unrecovered]

[Wash looks a bit better than he did a week ago; turns out a successful mission and a plan for the future really do help.]

We've all seen the Legionnaire Legacies, and I'm pretty sure we're all tired of them. Well, Mirage is a genius, and she had an idea: we'll make fake ones. Use our Anywhere Machine to pull real footage, create fake footage to supplement it, write our own narratives, and broadcast them. It'll discredit the press, and it might keep them off our backs, because there's no reason to broadcast someone's past if it's already been done by someone else.

So. Who's in?

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[ordinarily]

Oh.

[ Well, that probably explained a lot. Now if you'll excuse him, he's gonna roll out of bed while doing That Specific Teenage Groan (TM). ]

[gonebyebye]

Anybody else involved in this little bout of experimental binge drinking of yours?

[ordinarily]

Okay so, first off? It's technically legal here, or else I wouldn't have even tried it.

[ Say what you want about Danny, he's not gonna break the law. Breaking curfew already makes him feel bad enough. ]

[gonebyebye]

Second off, you're willing to be blamed for everyone else's hangovers? I can't let them know the cure if I don't know who they are.

[ordinarily]

I'm just saying, no one needs a lecture right now.

[gonebyebye]

Tell Wash that. I'd probably go with the banging pots and pans option.

[ordinarily]

Oh, sure, because that's helpful.

[ Okay, Danny's running out of steam now. He can only keep the sass up for so long right now. ]

Look, I'm just... gonna try and walk over to the mess hall or something.

[unrecovered]

Stay put.

[Welcome to Wash's I-Am-Your-CO-And-I-Expect-To-Be-Obeyed voice.]

I'll be there soon.

...Ray, do you want to come?

[ordinarily]

No pots and pans, or lectures, or I'm walking through the wall.

[ Although, to his credit, he does sit back down on the bed, and just... flops back onto it with a groan. ]

[unrecovered]

Uh-huh.

[Danny thinks he can set the terms of this visit. That's adorable.]

[Fifteen minutes later, Wash is knocking on Danny's door, carrying a bag. Open up if you want your hangover cure, kiddo.]

[ordinarily]

[ Yeah, yeah, he'll open the door. Begrudgingly, but he will open it. ]

... So uh. Thanks.

[unrecovered]

[Wash makes no motion to open or hand over the bag. He's in for the long haul.]

Can I come in?

[ordinarily]

[ If Danny expected him to leave, he didn't show it. He simply stepped aside, leaving the door open as he walked back to his bed and sat down. He already laid his terms down, he didn't want a lecture or loud noises. If they could respect that, he didn't care about anything else. ]

Yeah, sure. My room's kind of messy though, so... sorry about that.

[ It really wasn't, it was mostly kind of tidy. Except for some of the clothes on the floor, and the bed not being done, but this was a teenager. ]

[gonebyebye]

Nah, it sounds like you've got this covered.