001 // Don't worry now. It's all under Control.

[creepyshitking]

A. Action for Rita.

[Dexter curls into the warmth of the other person in bed briefly before FLIPPING THE FUCK OUT. Like the quilt goes flying level of what just happened.]

Rita, I'm late. Sorry--I have to go.

B. Action for all of 830 Goldberg St.

[After his minor heart attack he's scoping out the house still in his pyjamas to see if there's

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[flowers_suck]

[Olivier stretches her arms as she walks down the driveway, ready to start her morning training routine. She pauses as a new face passes by, her hand going to the hilt of her sword, as she calls out to him.]

You must be new here. I'd make my first order of business getting some weapons if I were you.

[creepyshitking]

A weapon. [raises his eyebrows] I'm not really a... weapons guy.

[flowers_suck]

[She shrugs.]

You might want one here. You never know when you'll need it, or what you'll need it for. It just pays to be prepared.

[She pats the hilt of her sword for emphasis.]

[creepyshitking]

The Boyscouts had that much right. I guess it can't hurt looking into.

[flowers_suck]

[She nods, assuming the Boyscouts are some kind of young military training group, like the academy.]

The hardware store will sell firearms to you. It's in the downtown area. They should be opening by the time you get there, if you walk.

Also, don't drink the milk that gets delivered to you.

[creepyshitking]

I was never much of a milk person... But can I ask, why?

[A hardware store that will sell guns to anyone? Well. Sounds like the perfect recipe for criminals.]

[flowers_suck]

Oh, the Milkman likes to put all sorts of wonderful additives in to the milk.

Invisible razors, poison, spiders, drugs of some sort.

[She's shaking her head at the memories. Why did her milk have to be the one that gave mood swings?]

[creepyshitking]

That sounds... unpleasant. I'll be sure to avoid it then.

[flowers_suck]

And it is only a small portion of what has happened in this town thus far.

[She pulls a sheet of folded paper from her pocket, a word for word copy of the one Riza Hawkeye had shared with her and gives it to him.]

This letter will explain a few details to you.

[creepyshitking]

[He glances over it, acting the part of the clueless though he's already read it a thousand times over.]

Thank you. Do you need this back? [still pretending to be intently reading]

[flowers_suck]

[She shrugs.]

I keep extras, you can hold on to it.

[creepyshitking]

Thank you. [He starts neatly folding it.] You've been very helpful.

[flowers_suck]

No problem. Anything else you have question about?

[creepyshitking]

Not at the moment, but now I know who to call.

pft, that icon XD

[flowers_suck]

[She nods.]

I suppose I'll see you around, then.

lmfao dexter's life :|

[creepyshitking]

See you. [waves]