[Like this is her town, like this is her homeland. This isn't. This is fake and disgusting and sickening and makes her want to do whatever it takes to get away from here forever.
Her hand tightens around the neck of the bottle she's drinking from, but there's no other reaction.]
[Against all odds, he notices the tensing hand just for the sake that I need something to work with here.
He cocks his head at the reaction, a bit suspicious. He's always just dismissed the whole country thing, and honestly didn't pay attention all that well the first time she explained it. Like he even had that good of a memory.
There's a glimmer of childlike curiousity, however faint. He really didn't know anything about where she was from, at all.]
[There's visual surprise. He wasn't actually expecting anything. Uh.
He wasn't actually prepared for this. Hnnggg WHAT TO DO, TIME TO TRY HIS BEST AND STILL SOUND LIKE A DOUCHECANOE ANYWAY]
What, like the other place wasn't? Shit, woman; I've dealt with this before, you think I don't get that it's a goddamned mockery? Tch. Forget that, yeah? Forget that.
[But apparently drunk enough to talk to him, and that's ALL THAT MATTERS.
Giriko grumbles - her answers aren't really explaining anything. This is what he gets for attempting to put an interest in who she actually is, rather than who he wants her to be.]
Fuck it. When are you from, woman? Happy now?! Ain't like I care, you know, just tryin' to get what the hell you even mean, alright?! Alright? Tch.
[He stares at her, slowly starting to put it together. He awkwardly calms down, just slightly.]
Plan? Tch, no. Shit, I mean, not really, you know? I mean.
I'm bored, alright?! It don't mean anything, I just can't stand sittin' around listenin' to the phone all day, fukkin' recording "subversive" shit. Whatever that goddamn means! Tch, so--
--tthere's just a lot of closed off places, yeah?!
[There's a long, blank stare. What, you think he makes plans? He breaks the things ARACHNE his current fixation tells him to break, and occasionally whatever gets in his way for fun.
He just sort of shrugs, and starts pouring on the false confidence. Hey, it works with Luke.]
Oi, you know. Places.
Ain't like I don't got cover, you know! I do reports! It'll just be, shit, I don't know, investigative reports or whatever!
I'm fucking blaming you for this, you know.
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ignoring.]
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Oi, right. Like I'm not even fukkin' here, yeah, that'll get you real far, especially since all this happened right after you came back.
It's almost like you aren't delusional!
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Her hand tightens around the neck of the bottle she's drinking from, but there's no other reaction.]
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He cocks his head at the reaction, a bit suspicious. He's always just dismissed the whole country thing, and honestly didn't pay attention all that well the first time she explained it. Like he even had that good of a memory.
There's a glimmer of childlike curiousity, however faint. He really didn't know anything about where she was from, at all.]
What? Not what the woman had in mind?
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It's sickening, it's disgusting, it's wrong, it's horrible, it's not her home, and she just wants it to stop. She just wants to go home.]
Is all wrong.
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He wasn't actually prepared for this. Hnnggg WHAT TO DO, TIME TO TRY HIS BEST AND STILL SOUND LIKE A DOUCHECANOE ANYWAY]
What, like the other place wasn't? Shit, woman; I've dealt with this before, you think I don't get that it's a goddamned mockery? Tch. Forget that, yeah? Forget that.
Th' hell are you even from, anyway?
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She's not drunk enough for this.]
Is home. Should not be like this.
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Giriko grumbles - her answers aren't really explaining anything. This is what he gets for attempting to put an interest in who she actually is, rather than who he wants her to be.]
Fuck it. When are you from, woman? Happy now?! Ain't like I care, you know, just tryin' to get what the hell you even mean, alright?! Alright? Tch.
[He stares at her, slowly starting to put it together. He awkwardly calms down, just slightly.]
Oi. Shit's really gettin' to you, ain't it?
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[She takes another drink, debating on how to answer him, if she should answer him.
This town should be hers, should be a part of her soul (if she had believe in souls anymore), should not be as fake and empty and wrong as Mayfield.
It wouldn't have been so bad if she had had time to recover from the droning.]
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[He cracks his neck.]
Forget that. Shit's botherin' you that much? Fine, I'll fix it. Ain't like you will. I've been bored, anyway!
Might as well shake things up, you know?
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It would be nice though.]
Chainsaw is actually having plan?
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I'm bored, alright?! It don't mean anything, I just can't stand sittin' around listenin' to the phone all day, fukkin' recording "subversive" shit. Whatever that goddamn means! Tch, so--
--tthere's just a lot of closed off places, yeah?!
Kinda like Westpork or whatever the hell it was.
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What places look promising?
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He just sort of shrugs, and starts pouring on the false confidence. Hey, it works with Luke.]
Oi, you know. Places.
Ain't like I don't got cover, you know! I do reports! It'll just be, shit, I don't know, investigative reports or whatever!
I got this!
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She's not impressed by the false confidence.]
Should start doing these "investigative reports" quickly, before time runs out.
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