dead end girl

[bawlmer]

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 Coltin'sspare bedroom was becoming something of a prison. Yes, she understood that he was concerned, and that her health was of paramount concern to everyone in her family. But it was crisp outside, the wind was blowing, and all she wanted to do was to take an invigorating walk in the cold air of the outdoors. So she waited for Coltin

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[yinzers]

[And walking up to her, because really he just wants to know...]

How did it feel getting yinz brains blown out? Like really, I'm itching to know, 's all.

[bawlmer]

I dunno, how's it feel to have a rapist on your football team? [oh wait - that's an admission she pays attention to football.]
I imagine it hurt - but I don't remember shit about anything. So, roundabout?

Fuck if I know.

[yinzers]

Feels fucking sweet, shit has nothing to do with the guy's playing. Just like with Philly having a dog killer on his team. least he ain't rapin' anyone on the field.

Though I blame the question on my curiosity, is all. Damn you Coasties are somethin' else. Most be something in that water of yours. [Says the guy who identifies most with the Midwest than the East Coast.]

What made you go on a rampage like that? Because it sure seems like I miss all interesting events.
This place sure has good timing when it whisks you away.

[bawlmer]

I just told you I don't god damn know. [not that she's going to remove those oversized sunglasses of hers to show off those black eyes. nope.]

When you die here - it takes away shit. So I don't remember how I died, or why. [sighing. just go away pittsburgh. you don't even speak english correctly. plus, well, being pittsburgh is just a downgrade no matter how she looks at it.]

[yinzers]

[You mad cuz he goin' to the Super Bowl, right?
He chuckles, getting a little closer, staring at her in that creepy (souless) fashion.]

Well damn, tha's pretty fucked up. Sorry to hear about that, nice to see yinz walkin' around and all though.
Only thing I didn't learn is who shot you. Maybe I could piss them off too; because really in this place I got nothin' else better to do.
Oh wait, you prolly can't "remember" that too.

[bawlmer]

Nah Dad - Haws told me. Was Will, rural Georgia, or whoever. Well, he did the cheap shot anyway. Original shooter was his husband Sven.
[she shrugs. if he wants to go after them, she doesn't really give a shit. good for them, if anything. all she wanted was some damn fresh air and instead she runs into this - what a failwhale for the east coast. what a whale.]

It's whatever - everyone else's shitting bricks though. [in an unusually calm moment, actually.]

[yinzers]

Don't know who Haws is; though I do remember Sven. He's that dick with the Vikings, I'd expect something like that from him.
Whelp, here's to a speedy recovery~

[bawlmer]

Yeah, thanks. [she reaches under her glasses to subconsciously touch at her eyes. her contacts are irritating, but otherwise she's walking pretty much blind.]

I'm pretty much there just, you know. Convincing Coltin I can go outside is a different matter..

[yinzers]

[He snorts]

Yinz were shot, not pronounced a cripple.
I'm sure once the days go by he'll see that yinz can do things on yer own.

[ooc: Heading off to bed, goodnight!]

[bawlmer]

First he's gonna be pissed I dropped out a window to leave. But that's just Coltin, to be worried over stupid stuff. [she laughs, her counter part island snorting at his short distance off.]
Besides, I've got Zak as a bodyguard, right? I'm taken care of well.

[ooc: night! C:]