first million ∑ ( video )

[launderer]

[So this hasn't been a traumatic last few days at all. Still Sky assumes it's better to at least find something to do than sit around and think about how she isn't home. Or about how people were just killed on earth. What she's supposed to do? She doesn't know. She amusingly assumes to herself that at least no one will need her to cook any books here.]

Ugh, hi. I'm Skyler. [Because while only a handful here are associated with her husband, she would rather leave him out of this.]

I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do. [And this is already starting to sound like an AA introduction or something.] I'm a mom back home. It's the one thing I'm really good at.

[It's not entirely true, but she doesn't really know what else to say, and who needs an accountant in space?]

I like to write, and I don't really have powers. Or know how to fight. Well. [She doesn't want to think about the fight with the kitchen knife, so instead she just breathes and nods.]

I'm not sure what I could really do here, but I'm good with children. I have two of my own, and I'd like to help if I can.

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[fullmeasure]

Skydiving.

[he shakes his head, but if he's suggestion stupid shit like that, then he really must be doing better]

[launderer]

That was my reaction. I asked if it was possible on the moon, but he said there's some sort of virtual reality machine or something. Because we're in the future. [Like that explains it. She gives him an understanding smile.

Jesse just wants Sky to feel better. She gets it.]

[fullmeasure]

[kids]

I'm almost afraid to ask if he suggested anything else.

[launderer]

Surfing. [She laughs again, touching her nose.]

He's sweet. Just trying to take me out of it. He suggested something fun, and I froze. I couldn't even think of anything. Everything has been about the books and money and my kids and before that it was worrying about Walt's cancer.

[fullmeasure]

Not exactly things that qualify as "fun". I get it. [oh, how he gets it. It wasn't as if his side of things was "fun" either]

Jesse's a good kid. You taking him up on those offers?

[launderer]

Maybe not those specific ones, but I'd like to see this virtual reality.

[fullmeasure]

I'm sure it's something.

[launderer]

I'm sure it's fun. [She smiles again.]

He'll probably try and get you to go, too.

[fullmeasure]

Oh, I don't doubt it. We'll see what happens.

[launderer]

[She laughs again.]

If you manage skydiving, tell me.

[fullmeasure]

[don't give the kid ideas]

Do I look like I can manage skydiving?

[launderer]

That's what I thought about myself. [Not trying to laugh at you, Mike.]

At least he's trying. And he's doing good here. He's a chemist here, did he tell you? Turns out Walt managed to not completely fuck him. [IF ONLY SHE KNEW.]

[fullmeasure]

[Skyler pls]

The kid manages on his own pretty good. Here's hoping he keeps it up.

[launderer]

I'm glad you care about him. [Because that gruff exterior means so little.]

[fullmeasure]

[Mike shrugs a shoulder. It's not as though he really makes a secret of it]

I'm not the only one. It seems like he's growing on you.

[launderer]

[You big teddybear.]

He's not who I thought he was. [She laughs at the sudden memory.]

You know when I first met him, I thought he was dealing dope to my husband. [Oh, how wrong she was.]

[fullmeasure]

[that must've been long before they got involved with Gus]

I don't think I've heard this story.

private, 'sup;

[5055034455]

Ixnay on the ope-day. How 'bout we don't talk about my client's personal affairs in public, hm?

private, 'sup;

[launderer]

Does that really count here? [Seriously?]

Besides. He wasn't selling pot. He was cooking meth. With my husband.

private; eww saul go away

[fullmeasure]

[Mike looks upwards, heaving a sigh. Really?

He tactfully ignores the second part]

Your "client" is safe from being incriminated, Saul.

NEVER

[5055034455]

It's not so much the incrimination I'm worried about. It's more the "let's exercise no caution in discussing someone's life on the public network" thing that has me concerned. Manners, people.

[launderer]

I was wrong about him as it turns out. [No dope, Saul. Calm down.]

[fullmeasure]

[Mike sighs, for more than one reason

That seems to be a common theme.

[launderer]

He's a good kid though. [Said in the tone of 'I hope he makes it out alive'.]

[fullmeasure]

[Mike gets the tone. He just nods in agreement, because he sure as hell hopes that too]

Speaking of kids, you haven't told me about yours.