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THE HAPPY NUDIST AND YOU! [OPEN OPEN, oh, so OPEN]

Jun 06, 2010 14:01

Characters: Hawke Starfyr golden_hawke and YOU! (AD and ES)
When: June 6th
Where: Near the lake and the elevator
Rating: PG-13 for mostly nudity
Summary: Hawke goes to do a bit of fishing and makes a big discovery.

( So how are you supposed to act when you're faced with a half naked warrior dude who looks like he's ready to spear you in two? )

*open, *event: ad/es crossover, hawke starfyr

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i am so sorry datswhatshesaid June 7 2010, 00:49:50 UTC

Boss finally got to going down the elevator. He needed to use it for several days now, but was afraid to go in it after the last time. Getting stuck in that elevator was the hardest thing he had to do in his entire life. It was just... It was the worst.

Now he was going to hit the scrapyard. There was always neat stuff there he could use back at the house. He hummed to himself while standing in the elevator. Finally it came to a stop, and the doors slid open.

It took Boss a few moments and a couple of steps to realize something. "This... Is not the right floor." He looked around. That definitely wasn't the scrapyard. He let out a small sigh and went to turn around. Wait- He did a double take. There was a strange... Man-beast... thing, and-

"Ohhhkay. Okay, just-" He put his hands up in the air as if he was talking to a policeman. His voice rose as he called out, making his words clear. The pitch raised slightly towards the end. "Just put the knife down, alright? I don't- I don't have any money, or a watch, or... Or expensive food, or Indian things. I'm sorry- Western Indian things." He had to make sure he was politically correct. He couldn't afford to have culture shock when his life was on the line.

"Stay calm... Need to stay calm. I don't have any money, alright?!"

HOLY CRAP! Win! golden_hawke June 7 2010, 01:02:45 UTC

As soon as Hawke heard that voice-no, before he heard the voice, he knew he wasn't alone. A split second later he swerved, bending at the knees in preparation to defend himself from... an oddly dressed man. And he was very agitated. Hawke straightened, still cautious about the other, but sensing his wasn't a threat.

As an after though, he hooked his perceived weapon back onto its belt and tilted his head to the side in question. "I do not wish to harm you." He'd never seen the man before. And from the way he looked in terms of muscle and posture, he was clearly not a fighter.

o/ datswhatshesaid June 7 2010, 06:00:12 UTC

Boss let out a small sigh of relief and shut his eyes. Good, it was a friendly Indian. That was a huge weight off his mind.

He lowered his hands, though his posture was still slightly stiff. Something really weird was going on. "Phew. Alright... Good. You're a good guy." He did a quick thumbs-up in the direction of the Indian.

Just then, he had the chance to really think about his situation. But the man in front of him was an Indian, so he would know the area. Indians had a sixth sense about them, where they could just... know everything around them, just like that.

"Hey, maybe you could tell me how to get to the scrapyard. It's a big place, it's full of lots of metal, and things, and... There's a ton of stuff there. Do you think you could tell me which direction I need to go?" Boss had relaxed by then, speaking politely and in a casual tone.

golden_hawke June 7 2010, 10:52:28 UTC

Hawke wasn't certain how to take this man. He used hand gestures he wasn't familiar with, spoke with a casualty that meant the man knew him? Perhaps it was his nervous nature trying to soothe him.

"There are ruins in the city that have much metal," he offered softly, still watching the other and trying to get a handle on body cues as well as the verbal ones. It was almost as if he was from Earth, where his birth family was. Sometimes they carried these odd, silent conversations too. "What is it that you seek?"

datswhatshesaid June 7 2010, 22:44:25 UTC

Boss thought for a second. "I'm looking... I'm looking for something unique. Something that... Genius has never seen before. Something Derrick has never seen before. I was thinking, maybe- some kind of lava lamp? Or a really, really nice picture, one that's really cool. Maybe..."

He paused, looking off into the distance as if calmly inspired. "Something with a lot of mirrors, and so when you move it in the light... Lights go all around. Lots of lights." He spoke reverently, as if it was a great hope that gave inspiration to all.

golden_hawke June 7 2010, 23:31:26 UTC

What were these things this person was talking about? Lava lamp? Mirrors? Hawke watched him with one eyebrow slowly raising upwards. This man seemed as if he'd been touched by the Ancestors. "I... do not know if those things are here. I am called Hawke," he offered, trying to redirect the subject.

datswhatshesaid June 9 2010, 02:24:23 UTC

That... was unexpected. Most Indians knew where everything could be traded, so why didn't he? Maybe he couldn't understand because of the language barrier. That must be it.

"I... am looking... for cool things," Boss said slowly and loudly. "Lame things... are not... allowed. Do you understand?"

Oh, Hawk. That was a neat name. Very Indian-ish. "I am... Boss." Boss placed a hand over his chest to indicate who he was talking about. "Could... you... take me... to your chief?"

//dies. Oh, I wish work didn't eat so much of my time! golden_hawke June 9 2010, 10:35:54 UTC

What in the world was wrong with this man? Had he suddenly become ill? He was now sounding like he didn't know how to speak properly. And as for 'cool' and 'lame,' those were words he's heard his sister and Julie use. Boss must be from a similar place, perhaps?

But the way he suddenly changed his speech was grating on Hawke slightly. Did the man think he was stupid? "We do not have a chief here. There is not a leader who leads all people, but some people try."

XD No worries, I know the feeling! datswhatshesaid June 10 2010, 02:51:09 UTC

Boss was starting to get agitated. "What? No- You're an Indian, so you've got to have a chief- it's required- What kind of Indian are you?" There was an impatient streak in his tone, genuinely starting to get frustrated. "Just- Okay." He looked down and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. Why couldn't he take him to the chief? Was it really that hard to understand? No, it wasn't.

"Here I am, just wanting to get my friends a gift, and to save them some money, so I won't spend all of theirs- And I can't, because you are... The worst Indian ever. Just- Gahh. Can you do... anything?" The last sentence has a disbelieving tone, rhetorical and closer to a statement.

golden_hawke June 10 2010, 11:16:06 UTC

"I am not this Indian you are taking about. I am Faunlyn." So this is a misunderstanding? Hawke shifted the weight on his feet as he listened to Boss' last question. "I can hunt, I can defend people, and I can help them when they are not whining."

datswhatshesaid June 11 2010, 18:33:12 UTC

Boss realized he forgot to be politically correct. No wonder he was mad. "I'm sorry- West Indian."

Some people were very easily offended. West Indians, as they are called by some, were some of them. Boss couldn't blame them for it, though. If you were forced from your home, and... You were raised by wild animals, and people made fun of you for it, and made fun of what you wore, then- yes, you would get easily offended. It's understandable. And that's why they fought against the Americans in the second World War.

"Alright... Well, maybe you could help me find where the scrap is. Or, someone who can."

golden_hawke June 11 2010, 19:21:23 UTC

... This man has been obviously partaking too much of the funny herb to be healthy. Hawke growled slightly, his jaw working for a moment. "Fuanlyn is not Indian. The place where trash is is this way."

He'll show Boss where the scrap yard is, and then he can go about his merry way. Hawke had no other reason to care for this man.

datswhatshesaid June 12 2010, 06:16:54 UTC

Funion? Is that what he said? Boss wasn't very hungry.

"No thanks, I ate a little while ago," he said casually. He fell into step behind the guide, looking carefully at his footing.

golden_hawke June 12 2010, 11:42:50 UTC

Hawke looked at Boss silently. Clearly, there was something broken about him. He turned back to the path, heading over to the scrap yard that looked like a mountain of junk. Actually, one might be able to pick out buildings and other worldly items. It looked like someone had taken a town (or several from different cultures) and bulldozed them together.

"This is the place you are looking for?"

datswhatshesaid June 13 2010, 18:32:15 UTC

Boss took two steps forward and glanced around the debris. Okay, something was wrong. That didn't look like the scrapyard he went to before, and he didn't see any of the scary robot things that were there. Well, some Indian that guy turned out to be.

He let out an unhappy sigh, and turned back around. "No... This isn't quite what I needed." He cast a disappointed look over his shoulder, though kept the hint of a smile on his face in attempt to keep optimistic. "I think I'm just gonna head back up, now."

golden_hawke June 13 2010, 23:38:53 UTC

What was Boss expecting? This was a scrap yard, wasn't it? Hawke sighed, turning to look at the man as he was excusing himself. At least he could hunt in peace, again. "Very well. Be safe on your journey."

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