[4] Action/Video: D is for Domestic

[pricesandvaules]

Anyone wandering the orchard today might bump into a certain tall, dark mobster-alien, incongruously equipped with a wicker basket over one arm.
Droog is still nursing injuries from the last event--there are all manner of cracks and cuts and odd, heat-warped places on his carapace hidden beneath clothes and tidily wrapped bandaging, and we're not

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Orchard <3~

[ironlass]

Jade had been sitting under one of the apple trees in the orchard for a while now. As soon as she catches the silhouette of Droog in her peripheral vision, she keeps an eye on him. He certainly is very peculiar with how he picks his fruit. But, why doesn't he just pick more than one from the tree?? Jeeeeez.

As he gets closer, she waves at him.

"Hi!"

<3

[pricesandvaules]

He deigns to give her a little nod--it's only polite--and goes on squinting at the pair of identical oranges in front of his face. It will be a bit, but eventually he takes one and turns his attention to Jade.

Hello.

[ironlass]

"Are you friends with Jack?" It comes off a little blunt, but she wanted to know. He looked like a dersite and dressed in the same formal style as the troll's Jack. So he probably did know him.

"Oops! I mean Slick."

[pricesandvaules]

Jack.
That gets his attention in a hurry. He freezes, but only for an instant. Then a slow nod, and he moves closer, under the pretense of surveying the branches overhead.

I am. Name's Droog.

WATCHING YOU LIKE A HAWK, HUMAN GIRL WHO KNOWS TOO MUCH.

[ironlass]

"I'm Jade!"

She sort of ignores the staring. Carapces always look like they are staring anyway. It doesn't bother her at all. Instead, she keeps talking, assuming that Droog knows all about the humans as well as the other Jack.

"That's cool. I like Slick a lot better then the Jack from my session."

[pricesandvaules]

You're a dreamer.

Excuse him, Jade, he's been out of the loop for a very long time.

[ironlass]

It takes her a moment to realize what he was talking about. To Jade, it feels like it has been years since she last saw the light kingdom.

"Yeah! I was a Prospit dreamer."

editing forever, I'm sorry.

[pricesandvaules]

I see.

As far as he's concerned, exile made all allegiances moot.

You don't seem too worried about me. Is your session over?

It's okay c:

[ironlass]

"No. It was still going on before I appeared here." Perhaps she would have been concerned about her safety if this had happened anywhere else. Jade assumes there is nothing to gain from attacking her. And someone who is picky when it come to harvesting fruits does not come off as dangerous. At all.

[pricesandvaules]

What? Isn't he a terrifying elite agent of Derse--oh who are we kidding he is reaching up to pull down another branch right now.
Image, what image.

Your session's Jack. Was he here, a while back?

[ironlass]

He is clearly the most terrifying fruit picker to have ever existed.

"I did see him during that one ball where the mirrors came out! I..um, stayed away from him though."

And the fact that he looked like Bec upset her.

[pricesandvaules]

We spoke a little. Think I prefer my version too.

Better the devil you know and and all.

[ironlass]

"Yeah, he's really short!" Of course this is the only thing she gained from her meeting with him.

[pricesandvaules]

He just looks at her for a while (all the lineface, all of it), then returns his attention to the fruit.

Don't tell him that.

[ironlass]

"Of course not! That would be sooo mean." She eyes his fruit and looks back at him. "So what are you picking fruits for?"

[pricesandvaules]

Shrug.

It's here. I like fruit.

He releases one branch and moves on to another.