IC: At the shooting range this dusk

[bitingcynicism]

[ITP: Stress relief. Via lots of bullets and lots of perfectly aimed bulls-eyes. Though considering the shooter's stress levels, this could go on for a bit.]

Comments

[stolengood]

[Well. Parker knows better than to startle a man with a gun... Coming up behind him anyway, and she moves quietly]

Hey.

[stolengood]

I just met some new people. It's not a big deal.

[bitingcynicism]

New people?

[stolengood]

Uh. Yeah. People I haven't met before?

[bitingcynicism]

I know. What about them?

[stolengood]

I just... met some. Another vampire. Someone else.

[bitingcynicism]

Why are you tense, Parker?

[stolengood]

[Blinking a lot and not looking at him]

A... guy.

I didn't try to make him upset.

[bitingcynicism]

[Grabs her arm but not as roughly as he normally would.]

What guy? What happened?

[stolengood]

[Bit of a panic moment! Tries to pry his arm off and stumbles back a bit]

Don't do that!

[bitingcynicism]

[Lets go, looking a bit chastised.]

... I need you to talk to me then. I want to know how this person has you so shaken.

[stolengood]

I just don't want to be grabbed right now. It's fine. Everything's fine.

[bitingcynicism]

Don't lie to me.

I can help you.

[stolengood]

[Getting a bit more worked up! Moving hair out of her face in an agitated way]

I'm sorry! I can't help it! I won't lie anymore.

[bitingcynicism]

... Is that what this is about? Did someone do something to you for pulling your usual games?

[stolengood]

I didn't want to tell him my name, okay? I don't have to.