The woman is bringing a glass of water up to her lips as Paige says it. Rogue blinks a few times at the blonde. "You mean... What did yer brother do to it?"
As much as she hates admitting it, Rogue watched that show every day growing up. It was a lot of a stereotype and her Momma hated her watching it but she loved that show so much. And the General? Might be the reason she loves cars so much.
"John Schneider was in town for a signing. He bought that car, you know. Says it treated him right all those years, the least he could do was return the favor."
Her cheeks pink at the thought of the sacrilige committed by members of her own family - her own blood!
"And my brother, well, he got John nice and drunk, introdced him to our cousin Rita, and...well, according to Mama, the General is at the bottom of a coal mine right now."
Those tried and true Southern Belles had a hell of a task in front of them. Yah see, the General Lee was at the bottom of a coal mine. The story as tah how it had gotten there is a doozy of a tale and maybe we'll get to it along the way. The real story is how these ladies are going to get the car back where it belonged.
Paige stuffed her hands in her jeans. "Oh man oh man oh man! I...Rogue, I'd be impressed if I wasn't so gosh darn mad!"
Half a dozen pickup trucks were spread out in front of the entrance to the old mineshaft. There were coolers of beer in the back of all six, and a grill you could plug into the cigarette lighter on the big red extended cab.
Rogue snorts softly at Paige, "Ah don't need a tow truck. Ah just need some light." The comment is mostly quiet. She'd really like tah get the General out of there now. All of these people... well... That's putting a bit of a crimp in how she wanted to handle this.
She's dressed in layers, as always. Flannel, over a t-shirt, over a tight mesh top and gloves. Her jeans are a bit scuffed as they're the ones she normally wears to work in the garage. Sunglasses sit over her eyes as she looks around.
A ponytailed blonde in jeans and a blue flannel shirt leans over the side of his bright red pickup. "Paige, hon, you gonna introduce me to your friend?" He smiles brightly, holding out a pair of beers for the women.
Now while those two lovely ladies are busy laying down the law, little do they know that they're fixin' to have some trouble once they get the General out of that there coal mine.
Y'see, ol' Boss Fisk back up Big Apple Way had some plans of his own for Hazzard County's greatest hero...
Wilson Fisk is showing the ultimate disrespect for his employee by eating his lunch in front of the man, without offering any. He's currently wearing a large red-and-white checkered bib around his neck as he eats the barbecued ribs.
"You have consistently botched the jobs I give you. Explain to me why I should bother giving you another opportunity."
"Now you just wait one cotton-pickin' minute, Boss, I did not botch that job with the Tongs - it was a gigantic clusterfuck! Daredevil, Elektra, the Ghost, Black Widow, AND Typhoid? You canNOT be pinning that giant hunka hunka burnin' crap on me!"
"You would be wise not to get into the habit of telling me what I can do, Wilson. As it happens, I have something that should be just about your level of juvenile insipidity."
The thin, bookish man to Fisk's right leans over and hands a small file to the masked miscreant.
In Front Of The Minemarvel_citizensJanuary 9 2007, 00:02:08 UTC
Well, them lovely ladies done got the General outta that mine with some puffing and grunting and only one proposal of marriage.
Outside, the tailgate party is going strong. Rogue's looking at the General's undercarriage. Jerimiah's looking impressed with the pretty lady. Everyone else is looking at Paige in her birthday suit.
Re: In Front Of The Mine_steelmagnolia_January 9 2007, 00:31:47 UTC
Rogue is .... Well, it should be called cooing at the General Lee but that sounds undignified, so let us call it cajolling. It is much harder to do this sort of stuff without all of the tools she'd like but she left most of them at home.
There is some unladylike cursing for a few moments, followed by some shifting beneath the car. One t-shirt is being sacrificed to the gods of car maitenance.
Re: In Front Of The Minemarvel_citizensJanuary 9 2007, 00:43:24 UTC
"Sweet thing, if you need a tool to handle, I can open up that pretty little box." Jerimiah's squatting on his haunches, watching in open admiration. He nods towards the back of his bright red pickup. There's a toolbox right under the gun rack.
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Rogue looks up from getting herself a glass of water.
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"Rogue, we have to go to Kentucky. Now. We have to rescue the General." She turns on her heel, staring intently over her shoulder. "The General Lee."
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As much as she hates admitting it, Rogue watched that show every day growing up. It was a lot of a stereotype and her Momma hated her watching it but she loved that show so much. And the General? Might be the reason she loves cars so much.
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Her cheeks pink at the thought of the sacrilige committed by members of her own family - her own blood!
"And my brother, well, he got John nice and drunk, introdced him to our cousin Rita, and...well, according to Mama, the General is at the bottom of a coal mine right now."
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Without attracting any unwanted attention.
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Half a dozen pickup trucks were spread out in front of the entrance to the old mineshaft. There were coolers of beer in the back of all six, and a grill you could plug into the cigarette lighter on the big red extended cab.
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She's dressed in layers, as always. Flannel, over a t-shirt, over a tight mesh top and gloves. Her jeans are a bit scuffed as they're the ones she normally wears to work in the garage. Sunglasses sit over her eyes as she looks around.
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Y'see, ol' Boss Fisk back up Big Apple Way had some plans of his own for Hazzard County's greatest hero...
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"You have consistently botched the jobs I give you. Explain to me why I should bother giving you another opportunity."
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"You would be wise not to get into the habit of telling me what I can do, Wilson. As it happens, I have something that should be just about your level of juvenile insipidity."
The thin, bookish man to Fisk's right leans over and hands a small file to the masked miscreant.
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Outside, the tailgate party is going strong. Rogue's looking at the General's undercarriage. Jerimiah's looking impressed with the pretty lady. Everyone else is looking at Paige in her birthday suit.
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She ripped off the bioluminiscent skin and tossed it at the potheads. Ricky grinned at her, sniffing deeply.
Shuddering a little, Paige quickly slips back into her jeans and... "Hey! Where's my bra?"
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There is some unladylike cursing for a few moments, followed by some shifting beneath the car. One t-shirt is being sacrificed to the gods of car maitenance.
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