I had an umbrella and an apple. What more could I possibly need? Don't answer that...I've never been a simple-pleasure, live-within-my-means sort of girl. Perhaps that's why the sight of a man I'd seen at that party carrying baggage that I'd seen in Glamour caught my attention.
"Hello," I said, doing my best to be friendly as I stepped in front of him to block his way. I didn't have much to say beyond hello...it's just so hard to meet people when you're not trying to steal their things.
"I'm Vala," I added. It wasn't so much that he looked like he cared as the fact that I like my name and more people should know it.
Bobby stopped as his path was blocked, liftin' his head slightly, the brim of his cap blockin' his face from the rain. "Are you now," he said flatly, his expression guarded. "Bobby Singer," he added, figurin' he could at least give her his name, even though the way she'd stopped him had him wonderin' what her game was.
I lifted the umbrella to shield us both and fairly beamed. Adaptable, that's what Daniel had reminded me I was. I hadn't planned on doing anything but wandering today, but I imagined that any opportunity would prove useful in figuring out who I wanted to be as long as I was stuck here.
I've always been good at working my way through with the barest of plans.
"Nice to meet you, Bobby Singer," I replied, turning to walk the same direction. I was not going to carry his luggage. "Are you moving to a new hut? It's an awful day for moving."
Her smooth charm and confident air put Bobby to mind of Bela, and he hefted the bags slightly. "These ain't mine," he explained gruffly as they walked. "Belong to someone I know who disappeared."
With that sort of tone to his voice, Bobby singer reminded me quite a bit of my second husband. Second? Third? Third. Whatever, it's not as if it really matters.
"You stole them?" I asked, then took a bite of my apple. "Yo not th'pothed to do that here. Thtealing." Just in case he didn't know that...or perhaps to prove that I did know.
Bobby's eyebrows raised, though it might not have been all that noticeable with his hat so low. "Ain't stealin' if the owner's not here anymore. No one else around to claim it, anyhow." Seemed to him like anyone else comin' along and takin' Bela's stuff would be stealin'.
I decided that sounded like a fair judgment. In fact, it might prove useful if people I knew vanished. I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I cared for their belongings since they wouldn't be around to do it themselves. In a way, it was like searching the ruins of the other island.
"That's kind of you," I announced. "And they go so well with your hat."
Bobby had his reasons for claimin' belongings he mostly had no interest in, but he wasn't about to explain them to someone he'd just met. Wasn't about to explain them to anyone, for that matter.
I smiled brightly before resting the umbrella on my shoulder where it only did me any good. I just love the men here. They're so quiet...for the most part.
"So, Bobby, where do you come from?" I asked before I took a last bite and tossed the core into the jungle.
"Colorado. Also Earth," I answered. "I waitressed for a while, but that didn't really work out."
I skipped right on past the whole alien thing. Some people have reacted so badly to it, and it's hard to explain how I'm human, just not Tau'ri. It's tedious. And let's just not touch the Stargate program. There's a reason the government keeps it a secret.
"Not really, but it's kind of you to say. It's more interesting to look at than Kansas, but I wasn't very...outdoorsy," I said. It was sort of the truth. I wasn't outdoors very often in Colorado. Off world was another story.
"Hello," I said, doing my best to be friendly as I stepped in front of him to block his way. I didn't have much to say beyond hello...it's just so hard to meet people when you're not trying to steal their things.
"I'm Vala," I added. It wasn't so much that he looked like he cared as the fact that I like my name and more people should know it.
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I've always been good at working my way through with the barest of plans.
"Nice to meet you, Bobby Singer," I replied, turning to walk the same direction. I was not going to carry his luggage. "Are you moving to a new hut? It's an awful day for moving."
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"You stole them?" I asked, then took a bite of my apple. "Yo not th'pothed to do that here. Thtealing." Just in case he didn't know that...or perhaps to prove that I did know.
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"That's kind of you," I announced. "And they go so well with your hat."
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"My thoughts exactly," he said dryly.
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"So, Bobby, where do you come from?" I asked before I took a last bite and tossed the core into the jungle.
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I skipped right on past the whole alien thing. Some people have reacted so badly to it, and it's hard to explain how I'm human, just not Tau'ri. It's tedious. And let's just not touch the Stargate program. There's a reason the government keeps it a secret.
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