it's this mean season [open]

Oct 09, 2011 17:18

Who: Lua and OPEN
Where: All over dis ghost ship
When: Backdated to 10/8-9 (Saturday/early Sunday)
Warnings: I'll add anything if it's needed.

Because Lua needs to meet people. Set-up in the comments, spam or prose, new people, old people, anybody and errbody welcome.

john connor, lua klein, sloth, wanda maximoff, isaac mendez, day in the life, perry dawsey

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early morning // kitchen/briefly dining dovehearted October 9 2011, 21:18:50 UTC
Breakfast is the end of her day these days, and it makes a good end. It's hard work in the kitchen but she's learned a lot - not just cooking - and she's useful in a way she hasn't been since she came here.

You get to know people fast when you work with them, too, even if she doesn't like being up close with some of them.

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hatestriangles October 11 2011, 05:58:11 UTC
Perry clatters through the cupboard, coming up with a frying pan. He's not even really conscious that he's been focusing on Lua since the flood. So much has been going on with him, so much spiralling out of his control; trying to get a rise out of someone comes as second nature by now, a way to get the upper hand in some intangible way that doesn't really mean all that much but is at least something. Lua's just an easy target. She's a girl, she's young, she has some stupid ideas. He can work with that.

"Thanks, princess," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He moves back around her, drawing himself up a little, so he stands at his full six foot five. The lights flicker as he does and he glances up. "Wouldn't it be a shame if whatever this--" He gestures at the still-flickering lights. "--killed you for good before you could get back to your boyfriend?"

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dovehearted October 11 2011, 14:35:58 UTC
A month ago, Lua wouldn't even have looked at him when he says this - he makes it sound like the wrong thing, like all she is for Ladd is some girl he just wants to use and leave in an alley when he's done - and it's a fight to do so now, but she gives Perry the blank what does that have to do with this eyes and steps a half-step back against a counter. She's not going to try and get anything done until he remembers they have to work. Her hands go in front of her, bunched up, trying to take up as little space as possible so he won't think it's worth it, she's too small for him.

Ever since she saw that thing wiggling on the floor in Richie's room, she's had to admit all this scares her, even if she pretends it doesn't so no one worries. But right now, if she says the wrong thing, he's more dangerous than whatever-they-are. Not unpredictable - she can handle that - just some thug who thinks that because he's bigger than everyone he can push anyone he wants ( ... )

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hatestriangles October 15 2011, 06:26:13 UTC
Perry meets her eyes with an eyes-narrowed half-smirk. The look she's giving him is something, but her silence makes him annoyed. He wants a rise out of her, and the little hands-drawn-to-her-body thing she's doing isn't enough. It's a minor distraction, sure, but she's someone he can control. He pretty much just wants to see how long it takes her to get to breaking point.

"You ever going to say anything, or you just going to keep silent the entire time you're here?"

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dovehearted October 15 2011, 06:54:47 UTC
Lua has a good guess at what he wants to hear: her telling him to stop, "no it's not like that", maybe she'll say she's going to call somebody over. But she brought this on herself because she couldn't keep her mouth shut, and if she gives him what he wants he won't stop.

But she can't answer back, either; he deserves it, but she doesn't have to ask him to know that Perry would hit a girl, and he might be smart enough to surprise her with it. She doesn't break their gaze, but shakes her head as if she doesn't know what to tell him.

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hatestriangles October 16 2011, 07:35:38 UTC
Perry draws himself up, shifting his weight subtly closer to her, using his size as a threat like he always does. The smirk on his face slowly fades until he's just staring through slitted eyes. The lights flicker again and go out. There's darkness for a moment, then they come back on full-force. He's still there and she still hasn't said anything. Finally, after a tense moment, he snorts, half-mocking, half-disgusted. "Don't you know we've got work to do?"

And he turns away as if he'd never been focused so intently on her. He's not going to stop in the long run, but he does actually care about doing his job, surprisingly, and this isn't exactly an opportunity that's going to disappear.

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