Date: 2017-10-10 06:05 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] peacemakers
The nickname, whatever the hell it means, earns Vasquez a flat, irritated look. Given that Vasquez refuses to translate all of these names he throws at Faraday, Faraday has to assume they're insults. Guero, guerito, guapo, querido. One of these days, Faraday's going to track down someone who can translate all of those little barbs, and Faraday's reasonably sure when he finds out what they all mean, he's going to give Vasquez exactly what's coming to him.

But Vasquez's prediction draws a snorted laugh from Faraday, and he smirks. While Faraday still thinks they could get away with slipping into the smaller towns without that $500 bounty hounding them, he'll fully grant that the two of them tended to attract trouble in their own ways.

He glances over at the other man's teasing, and he's stricken, for a brief moment, by the thought that Vasquez looks good like that, laid out with his hair mussed, face ruddy with whiskey. It's a peculiar thought that he pushes away quickly enough, but that the idea manifested in his head is odd enough to catch him off-balance.

He recovers quickly, rolling his eyes at Vasquez's little act.

"You're not so bad," Faraday says archly, and he spreads his arms with a showman's grace. "Just pointin' out that if you were set next to me, you'd barely have a chance."
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