don't ask me why i smoke (OR WHY THIS LOG IS SHIT)

[frobocop]

WHO: Atsuko Jackson (frobocop) and OPEN
WHERE: SOME BAR... THAT EXISTS.
WHEN: SOMETIME DURING THE WEEKEND OR WEEKDAY IDK, lateish at night?
WARNINGS: introspective bullshit and sia lyrics in the lj-cut, way to go me
SUMMARY: Atsuko drinks while off-duty! And thinks about her feelings vaguely! Alone! Forever! Unless someone else tags in, in which case she

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[boogaroos]

Being the the city, Booga's never fecking been happier. Here, with his wife... banged senseless... when he finally got the motivation to effin move past the bedroom, he made way to the one place he knew where he could score a couple free drinks; a bar.

He's wearing a hat, which he learned makes him look human. Its boring, but he figure it'd hold him long enough till he gets to the bar to show off his bad 'roo self to get a couple drinks off the locals. Maybe he'd have to get a fucking job soon, or ride on Tank's semi-success. He orders a drink, sitting at the bar, and takes his hat off... long ears pulling off his head as he changes to his natural mutant kangaroo self.

Inwardly, he wished he had a better super power... like one that involved insta-death. Maybe even a vulcan nerve pinch or something less geeky and a straight up robotic fecking ARM. Those wishes were pushed aside as the bartender offered to buy the first drink for him, which in a wide shit-eating grin Booga lit up a cig and accepted the hospitality.

[frobocop]

Setting her glass down on the bar, Atsuko casually glanced to her right, and her eyebrows immediately shot halfway up her head. Huh. A giant man-shaped kangaroo. That was pretty recognizable, especially for someone who'd paid enough attention to Tank Girl to hear her bitch about missing hers. Atsuko's... whatever it had been with Tank had been over for a while now, but it was still somewhat awkward to actually see the kangaroo in question--but hey, at least she was clearly happy (and naked) with the guy. Kangaroo. Guy.

Also, he was a giant fucking kangaroo, what the fuck. She stayed in her seat, didn't try to be overly obvious about it, but, well, how could you not stare at that?

[boogaroos]

Booga soon had a beer infront of him and took the cig off his mouth after a drag, reaching for his glass and taking a drink. And then there was a prickle. You know, that prickle that happens when you got a feeling you're being stared at. Not that it didn't happen the moment he took off his hat, but he turned his head to see a damn fine dark woman with a full head of blonde fro. He rose an eyebrow, setting his glass down and letting up his hand to allow the cigarette to balance on his mouth.

He thought he might've remembered Tank Girl mention some gal with an amazing fro-- that she worked for the police or something? Who could remember. The past day was spent making up for her year of a dryspell, so all he could think about was the shagfest.

So she's a hot cop with a fro.. and friends with Tank Girl. Resist the urge to be a completely vulgar asshat.

"...Damn."

[frobocop]

Atsuko wasn't sure whether the pronouncement was positive or negative, but she had an idea. Whether to actually say anything in response... huh. She drank again, slowly, then cleared her throat, leaning slightly off her stool and turning her head in his direction. Her expression hovered somewhere between wry and genuinely curious.

"Yes?"

[boogaroos]

He smirked halfway, laughing a bit and pulled the cigarette from his mouth after a puff. "With the look you were givin me, mate, coulda sworn that was what you were thinking too." He nodded at her, lifting his glass. "'Cept I doubt you were thinking 'that's one hot Brazilian cop' top of that.... that'd be a bit off." He drank his beer, leaning back on his chair.

[frobocop]

Oh, Jesus.

"That wasn't what came to mind," she admitted flatly. Brazilian? Either he recognized accents after one syllable, or Tank had actually mentioned her to him, what the fuck. What was his name again? It started with a B or a P, she remembered that much.

[boogaroos]

Booga wasn't observant in the least. The only way he knew was because of Tank Girl. He drank some more, setting his glass down. Lucky for the cop, Booga wasn't one to really slack on introductions when they were due. He put out his cigarette. "Booga." He rose a hand up in a friendly gesture, giving her a nod.

[frobocop]

She tipped her head in Booga's direction, and possibly, possibly, smiled a little. "Atsuko Jackson." Atsuko had dropped introducing herself with the "Sergeant" ages ago--probably a good sign. "Hey."

She took another drink, because although this wasn't irredeemably awkward yet, it could go there fast.

"I've heard about you."

[boogaroos]

"Yeh?" Booga blinked, grabbing his glass again. "Getting that a lot. Almost wonder what the wife's been telling everyone." He had to admit, it felt kinda nice. She must've really missed him; if the past 24 hours didn't prove that, this was just another sign.