[For the first time since his arrival, Hancock's not drunk. Or on his way to get drunk.
The feed cuts on and is steady. The first thing you passengers see is the blue sky, then you get a glimpse of the deck far below somebody's big ass feet.]
Well how d'you work the damn thing.
[Finally Hancock's face~ He hasn't shaved. But he doesn't look
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So the voice feed clicks on.]
Roughly what year would that be?
[She isn't a Florida person by nature, but she is curious, still trying to figure out how this place works.]
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1914.
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All right. Thanks or whatever.
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[Impressed that someone else's social skills seem to be worse than his. Seem to be.]
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I got yo' squishy.
[What the hell is that, even?]
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Oh, I'll bet you do, Miami Spice.
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Do yourself a favor and quit while you can. Or your head's goin' up your ass.
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I'm from Miami.
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But why d'ya wanna know about 80 years ago?
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[Come on, Zeke. It ain't that hard.]
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[Guess who had a semi-babypire all his own back then?]
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