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polyapathy) wrote2019-10-12 09:59 pm
polyapathy) wrote2019-10-12 09:59 pm
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[Nathan just happens to be in the first place she looks. It makes sense—it's a good place to smoke, which she's glad to see he's doing, and it's not the lounge upstairs. The one still coated in sheets of his blood. Is someone going to clean that up, or is it just... there now?
Katy sits next to him on the edge of the fountain. She's got a fresh bottle of whiskey with her, because, like, same.
Oh, and she's still covered in his blood. Whoops.]
You look like hell.
Katy sits next to him on the edge of the fountain. She's got a fresh bottle of whiskey with her, because, like, same.
Oh, and she's still covered in his blood. Whoops.]
You look like hell.
[Being covered in his blood is a mood. They're two blood-soaked pees in a pod. He glances over as he lets out a stress-relieving breath of smoke and offers her his joint.]
Cheers?
Cheers?
[pees in pod.
She looks him over once more, then trades him the joint for the whiskey. It's been a little while since she last smoked pot, but she's not about to shy away from it now.
The hit starts her coughing, but that's what a whiskey chaser is for. She borrows the bottle for just a sec, and then looks over the joint.]
How'd you light this?
She looks him over once more, then trades him the joint for the whiskey. It's been a little while since she last smoked pot, but she's not about to shy away from it now.
The hit starts her coughing, but that's what a whiskey chaser is for. She borrows the bottle for just a sec, and then looks over the joint.]
How'd you light this?
Used my mind.
[He grins slightly, but it's gone by the time he takes a slug of whiskey, then waits to trade once again.]
Nah, I lit it on the stove in the kitchen.
[He grins slightly, but it's gone by the time he takes a slug of whiskey, then waits to trade once again.]
Nah, I lit it on the stove in the kitchen.
Damn. That's such a pain.
[This place is bigoted against smokers.]
So your memories came back.
[This place is bigoted against smokers.]
So your memories came back.
Right? I'll have to see if there's any way I can get myself a lighter without having to shag for it.
[Because that sounds like way too much work, no matter how much he'd like to have sex.]
Yeah. Right when that announcement happened, it all came back. Fucking weird.
[Because that sounds like way too much work, no matter how much he'd like to have sex.]
Yeah. Right when that announcement happened, it all came back. Fucking weird.
Fucking weird, indeed.
[It's far from the weirdest thing Katy's heard today, but she's not about to play that game.]
I wouldn't let it set you off from getting busy. Especially given it seems to be the thing to do around here.
[It's far from the weirdest thing Katy's heard today, but she's not about to play that game.]
I wouldn't let it set you off from getting busy. Especially given it seems to be the thing to do around here.
Ah, well don't you worry about that. First change I get, I'll get back on that horse.
[The fuck me horse.]
Just, you know, depending on how things go. What about you? Met any potentials?
[The fuck me horse.]
Just, you know, depending on how things go. What about you? Met any potentials?
Well, you. I suppose I'd do some yessin' with Haymitch, Carlos, and Junpei... Polly wasn't bad-looking before she went full throttle crazy. Grune's weird, but nothing I'd say no to... Ah, and Prompto.
[She shrugs, as those are all the notables that come to mind. She takes another drink. Also, yes, she totally listed Nathan and glossed right over it.]
Thanks for letting me murder you, by the way.
[She shrugs, as those are all the notables that come to mind. She takes another drink. Also, yes, she totally listed Nathan and glossed right over it.]
Thanks for letting me murder you, by the way.
[Don't mind him while he quietly reacts to that gloss over by a very enthusiastic drink the next time he has a chance. Play it cool, Nathan. Play it fucking cool. He would be downing mints right now if he had the supply. Still, he snorts.]
Not something you gotta be thanking me for.
[Because, as flippant as he was about the whole thing, he takes another drag of his joint and pauses. He's not that oblivious.]
All this shit, yeah? First time you've ever been around...you know, death?
Not something you gotta be thanking me for.
[Because, as flippant as he was about the whole thing, he takes another drag of his joint and pauses. He's not that oblivious.]
All this shit, yeah? First time you've ever been around...you know, death?
[If she notices the intense guzzling, she doesn't show it. She's here to crossfade, too. Speaking of, she plucks the joint out of his hand.]
My folks passed on a few years back. Car accident. It was sudden, but it was... Cleaner. And I've seen animals die, of course. It's part of growing up on a farm.
[Long story short: No, she hasn't. Not really.]
My folks passed on a few years back. Car accident. It was sudden, but it was... Cleaner. And I've seen animals die, of course. It's part of growing up on a farm.
[Long story short: No, she hasn't. Not really.]
[Nathan nods, effectively giving her temporary ownership of the joint. Let all your troubles fade, girl.]
The first time I saw a dead body I threw up all over the floor. You're made of much tougher shit than I am.
[He flashes her a grin, sardonic.]
Not that you needed me to tell you that one.
The first time I saw a dead body I threw up all over the floor. You're made of much tougher shit than I am.
[He flashes her a grin, sardonic.]
Not that you needed me to tell you that one.
[She takes a heavy hit and holds it for a long moment before passing the joint back.]
Says the guy who's died, what, like seven times?
[She's forgotten the exact number. It's more than zero, which is impressive enough for her.]
Where are you sleeping tonight?
Says the guy who's died, what, like seven times?
[She's forgotten the exact number. It's more than zero, which is impressive enough for her.]
Where are you sleeping tonight?
If you must know, I shit my pants almost every time.
[He's so charming? But then he scoffs.]
Fuck if I know. That weird guy from earlier never actually gave me back my fucking clam.
[He's so charming? But then he scoffs.]
Fuck if I know. That weird guy from earlier never actually gave me back my fucking clam.
Classy.
[She's not in the state to care. Oh, speaking of, time for some whiskey.]
Mm. Get yourself something to eat, then come by my room after about an hour. I need to check on Haymitch.
[She stands, but leaves the bottle on the fountain edge for him.]
For the record, tonight we're sleeping, not fucking. You'll be on the floor. I like you, but I don't know you. I'll help you get your clamshell back in the morning.
[or not because of the whole execution thing but like SOON.]
[She's not in the state to care. Oh, speaking of, time for some whiskey.]
Mm. Get yourself something to eat, then come by my room after about an hour. I need to check on Haymitch.
[She stands, but leaves the bottle on the fountain edge for him.]
For the record, tonight we're sleeping, not fucking. You'll be on the floor. I like you, but I don't know you. I'll help you get your clamshell back in the morning.
[or not because of the whole execution thing but like SOON.]
[Feels bad, fam! Nathan's not the kind of guy to feel bad about getting a tit pic, but considering the general progress he's made with Katy on his own...it just feels exploitative. Voyeuristic. He can barely look at the photo.
...like, he still does. He's not a saint. But still.
The next doorway she opens will lead her into a new area--a decrepit, run down looking community center, and Nathan's swiveling himself around in a wheelchair, grinning like the true idiot he is. Maybe if he's charmingly moronic, she can't be mad?!]
Morning, love! You rang?
...like, he still does. He's not a saint. But still.
The next doorway she opens will lead her into a new area--a decrepit, run down looking community center, and Nathan's swiveling himself around in a wheelchair, grinning like the true idiot he is. Maybe if he's charmingly moronic, she can't be mad?!]
Morning, love! You rang?
[oh wow hi bud like she was just tryna go to the bathroom but ig she's here now.
But, whatever, she's just On Board with all the weird bullshit that keeps happening in this place. It takes too much mental energy to balk at every oddball thing.
So she immediately stomps over to Nathan and slugs him in the shoulder.]
What's this bullshit about having to summon you with my tits?
[She's like pretty sure this isn't his fault but like. Give her a sec, she's gotta take it out on him.]
But, whatever, she's just On Board with all the weird bullshit that keeps happening in this place. It takes too much mental energy to balk at every oddball thing.
So she immediately stomps over to Nathan and slugs him in the shoulder.]
What's this bullshit about having to summon you with my tits?
[She's like pretty sure this isn't his fault but like. Give her a sec, she's gotta take it out on him.]
Gah!
[He yelps like a wounded animal when she slugs him, and he pouts openly while he rubs his shoulder.]
Jesus, come on! I didn't make the rules! You saw what it was like around here before all this weird bullshit summoning nonsense, all...dildos and sex manuals...everything's just programmed that way!
[He yelps like a wounded animal when she slugs him, and he pouts openly while he rubs his shoulder.]
Jesus, come on! I didn't make the rules! You saw what it was like around here before all this weird bullshit summoning nonsense, all...dildos and sex manuals...everything's just programmed that way!
[Her lips flatten, unimpressed. He's right, though, and she knew it wasn't his fault as soon as she figured out what the app was meant for. Still. He can deal with her taking it out on him momentarily.]
That doesn't undo the fact that I just had to snap you a nude to "book an appointment". We already had something going, you know. Now you've gone and skipped a step. It's impolite.
[His fault? Again, no, but still.]
You owe m—... Actually, I suppose I've already seen your horn.
[BUT STILL. She thwaps him on the arm again, this time more lightly.]
It's not fair you get all these perks.
That doesn't undo the fact that I just had to snap you a nude to "book an appointment". We already had something going, you know. Now you've gone and skipped a step. It's impolite.
[His fault? Again, no, but still.]
You owe m—... Actually, I suppose I've already seen your horn.
[BUT STILL. She thwaps him on the arm again, this time more lightly.]
It's not fair you get all these perks.
You don't think I know that? Everything's all fucked sideways, now!
[...but it was still hot, he thinks about saying. Instead, sighs, putting on a bit of extra drama.]
If I could spread the wealth, love, cross my heart I would. Then you'd be getting all the nudes blowing up your phone. Honest to God, I can tell you'd appreciate them more than me!
[...but it was still hot, he thinks about saying. Instead, sighs, putting on a bit of extra drama.]
If I could spread the wealth, love, cross my heart I would. Then you'd be getting all the nudes blowing up your phone. Honest to God, I can tell you'd appreciate them more than me!
[There's a pause, and secretly within that pause, she's weighing whether or not it'd be impolite to ask to see them...
Well, okay, that's easy. Yes, it would be impolite. The pause is more spent trying to justify asking anyway. She doesn't manage, unfortunately.]
Sounds to me like you're more popular these days. Good for you.
[It's like, half sincere, half sarcastic. She hasn't decided how she feels about it just yet.]
All that stuff you were saying earlier—Fuck or die. Does that rule still apply to you or do your perks include weaseling off the hook?
Well, okay, that's easy. Yes, it would be impolite. The pause is more spent trying to justify asking anyway. She doesn't manage, unfortunately.]
Sounds to me like you're more popular these days. Good for you.
[It's like, half sincere, half sarcastic. She hasn't decided how she feels about it just yet.]
All that stuff you were saying earlier—Fuck or die. Does that rule still apply to you or do your perks include weaseling off the hook?
Eh...
[The actual content of said meetings begs to differ. But that's not really her problem, and he'd rather not talk about anyone else, so he focuses on the question at hand.]
Little bit of column A, little bit of column B. I'm guessing we're safe from Deadly Abstinence, but that's not to say that those horny boys won't be coming after us one way or another. I'm still getting all the details from the previously unlucky bastards that wound up in my shoes.
[...]
Granted, that's not to say I can't help anyone else.
[The actual content of said meetings begs to differ. But that's not really her problem, and he'd rather not talk about anyone else, so he focuses on the question at hand.]
Little bit of column A, little bit of column B. I'm guessing we're safe from Deadly Abstinence, but that's not to say that those horny boys won't be coming after us one way or another. I'm still getting all the details from the previously unlucky bastards that wound up in my shoes.
[...]
Granted, that's not to say I can't help anyone else.
So your perks include weaseling off the hook. Good to know.
[Damn you, bud. But also, more importantly:]
Are you saying you're in contact with the people that came before us? The ones those recordings keep mentioning?
[Damn you, bud. But also, more importantly:]
Are you saying you're in contact with the people that came before us? The ones those recordings keep mentioning?
You make me sound like such a bastard.
[But he grins as he says it. He kind of knows he is.]
Not all of 'em. Just the ones who had to do what we've gotta do now--the ones who were responsible for overseeing all this. Dunno about the actual guy from the recording. I don't hear his voice at all.
[But he grins as he says it. He kind of knows he is.]
Not all of 'em. Just the ones who had to do what we've gotta do now--the ones who were responsible for overseeing all this. Dunno about the actual guy from the recording. I don't hear his voice at all.
It's not as if you haven't earned it.
[She sighs.]
The perks, I mean. You did go through hell to get 'em.
[She leans against the railing overlooking the water, and then fishes her cigarettes out of her pocket. She's vaguely trying to ration them, but... Eh. She lights up with her brand new lighter, takes a drag, and then offers it to him.]
You're hearing voices, then. In your head?
[She sighs.]
The perks, I mean. You did go through hell to get 'em.
[She leans against the railing overlooking the water, and then fishes her cigarettes out of her pocket. She's vaguely trying to ration them, but... Eh. She lights up with her brand new lighter, takes a drag, and then offers it to him.]
You're hearing voices, then. In your head?
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