The best meetings are ones in places you shouldn't be in. [closed]
Characters: Bang, Jenka, possibly Dimo later?
Content: Jenka and Bang both happen to break/sneak into Dimo's cabin while he's not there. An interesting conversation ensues. They'll likely end up comparing scars. If Dimo eventually walks in and finds them, he will be justifiably horrified.
Setting: Dimo's cabin!
Time: afternoon-ish, whenever during the festival?
Warnings: Adult topics, psychopath/Jäger-style XD
Such a large festival, and there still wasn't any place that stocked real booze. (Likely because what a Jäger considered "real booze" tended to kill most people before they had time to settle their bar tab, of course, but as far as Jenka was concerned that wasn't a good enough excuse.) Or at least there were none that Jenka had been able to find in an hour, which was all the time she was willing to spend on the search before going back to the one consistent and nearby source of Jäger booze she already knew about - Dimo's room.
She could pick locks. Not all that well, but Dimo knew that if he ever got a good lock, she'd just kick his door in, so it was in everyone's interest to keep things as they were.
Having quickly found what she wanted, the Jäger took a swig from the bottle and started swinging in her pack-brother's hammock, not looking like she was planning on leaving any time soon. After all, stealing his stuff wouldn't be nearly as much fun if she didn't stay around and give him a chance to catch her at it!
Content: Jenka and Bang both happen to break/sneak into Dimo's cabin while he's not there. An interesting conversation ensues. They'll likely end up comparing scars. If Dimo eventually walks in and finds them, he will be justifiably horrified.
Setting: Dimo's cabin!
Time: afternoon-ish, whenever during the festival?
Warnings: Adult topics, psychopath/Jäger-style XD
Such a large festival, and there still wasn't any place that stocked real booze. (Likely because what a Jäger considered "real booze" tended to kill most people before they had time to settle their bar tab, of course, but as far as Jenka was concerned that wasn't a good enough excuse.) Or at least there were none that Jenka had been able to find in an hour, which was all the time she was willing to spend on the search before going back to the one consistent and nearby source of Jäger booze she already knew about - Dimo's room.
She could pick locks. Not all that well, but Dimo knew that if he ever got a good lock, she'd just kick his door in, so it was in everyone's interest to keep things as they were.
Having quickly found what she wanted, the Jäger took a swig from the bottle and started swinging in her pack-brother's hammock, not looking like she was planning on leaving any time soon. After all, stealing his stuff wouldn't be nearly as much fun if she didn't stay around and give him a chance to catch her at it!