Cherry Bomb 026 ♦ Nice ♦ In the heat of summer sun [In person]

[blondefuse]

[Whoever happens to be wandering the beach, they may run into/over Nice - wearing far less than usual with her hair pulled back into a short ponytail, she's quite happily lying on her front, reading a magazine. She loved these plots; lazy hours in the sun, new clothes, new shops to lift said clothes from, limitless food and enough alcohol to sink a

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[in_texas]

[Jake, on the other hand, is still wearing his typical attire, sans the hat (which he would be wearing if he had it). He notices the familiar figure on the beach as he moseys about and can't pass up the opportunity to say hello. He walks towards Nice, stopping beside her and squinting up at the sky.]

It's hotter 'n the afternoons in Texas out here, Pardner.

[He smirks and glances down at her.]

But that don't seem to bother you none, does it?

[blondefuse]

[Happy for the company, Nice looks up from her magazine and gives a little salute]

You kiddin'? I love th'sun - we don't always get a whole lot of it back home in Chicago, so when it's out, I'mm all for a little R'n'R~

[in_texas]

You're from Chicago?

[Jake nods in appreciation.]

Heard quite a bit about that there city, Pardner.

[blondefuse]

[Nice sits up]

Well, that's where I came from before th'Author grabbed me. Originally I'm from Brooklyn~

It's a great city though - whatcha heard~?

[in_texas]

[Smirk.]

Heard plenty 'bout Brooklyn too. Probably 'bout the same as I've heard 'bout Chicago.

[Jake's seen plenty of 1940s Gangster documentaries on television, after all.]

Winter must be somethin' there.

[He goes a different route, though.]

[blondefuse]

Can't be all true...~

[Said with her own, signature smirk - and he'd be a decade off with the '40's movies~]

Winter's winter wherever ya go - I ain't a big fan

[No one would be if they spent half their lives on the streets, true..]

[in_texas]

Suppose that's true enough.

[Pause.]

Sure you ain't gonna be too hot in all that?

[He can't help himself.]

[blondefuse]

[fffftt]

[She raises an eyebrow]

I'm pretty sure, yeah..~ Wanna sit down?

[Scooches over on towel~]

[in_texas]

[Jake settles down beside Nice.]

Don't mind if I do.

[blondefuse]

[Now that she had some company, Nice rolls onto her back, covering her eyes with her arm as she sighs contentedly]

Ya know, followin' the Authors patterns, this ain'tgonna stay this peachy. Somethin's bound ta go wrong

[Despite what she's saying, she couldn't sound less bothered if she tried]

[in_texas]

What do you reckon it'll be?

[Pause.]

Think she's likely to kill us off again?

[blondefuse]

Ffft...she can try, she can try till she's blue in th'face. She ain't gonna kill me anytime soon

[in_texas]

Sounds like you've got the right attitude.