Feb 22, 2008 22:37
X, wearing jeans and a tank top (hush, she's trying to 'blend in'), is seated at the bar.
The remains of a meal are in front of her.
She's got one iPod earbud in her ear, and she's frowning a little as she listens to music.
Blame the lyrics.
She is having trouble with metaphors.
will scarlett,
maid marian,
x-23,
kate bishop,
ennis,
raguel
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The absent frown makes her smile slightly.
"Is something wrong?"
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"No."
Beat.
"I am okay."
Beat.
Beat.
"You are okay?"
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That's a strange word. Especially since before she got here she'd narrowly avoided dying, and since she got here someone told her she did die, but even though she's just wounded......she's all strangely peaceful.
"For the most part, I do think so."
Then. "You were frowning?"
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"You are hurt."
She shifts closer, expression gone very intent.
"You do not need a doctor?"
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well, at least most people seem unusual here.
He ain't never seen anything like that white thing she's got stickin' out of her head, though, and he narrows his eyes and watches carefully from a few feet away.
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She takes the earbud out and turns to look back.
Beat.
"Hello."
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There's a cough, and he shifts slightly.
"Hello."
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"I do not know you."
She's also got a keen eye for the obvious.
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"Um, Kate, isna that lass from yer world?"
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She does not smile back, just watches them for a moment or two.
Then she stands, sliding soundlessly over to them.
"Hello."
Beat.
"You are okay?"
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"Aye, we're better. 'ow 'bout yerself?"
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When his gaze lands on her, though, it becomes quite a bit less idle. He blinks, then stares. It's a bad habit.
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It's a little . . . scorched.
She turns, shoulders tense, expression impassive.
Beat.
"Hello."
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"Sorry if I was staring. I don't think about it till it's too late."
He laughs, but it sounds a little forced.
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"I do not mind."
Beat.
"You do not smell right."
He doesn't sound right, either.
She is still wary.
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