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002; rebuilding the temple of artemis

Apr 07, 2011 00:15

Characters: KNEEBRUISES & OPEN
Date: 6th April | Early evening.
Summary: Sasha being not-so-paranoid at The Arcade.
Warnings: Yes, possibly cursing and maybe some gory memories.

( Only when she is sure she is hidden and not even the cats can find her... )

sasha, *open, jill half-a-prayer

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freemade_grace April 8 2011, 07:11:01 UTC

Naps spaced throughout the day make up Jill's sleeping schedule, preferably sitting up and with her back to a wall, but the Gardens are making her lazy. It's unnaturally safe, and she finds it's better when everyone's upset or things are going wrong, because it's familiar, she can take charge of things that go wrong. This...it's been so long since responsibility hasn't been a concern, she doesn't have to make decisions. It's humbling, almost. Almost. No matter what they tell her, she will still stand tall, Lady Half-a-Prayer.

She walks, letting her feet guide her all around the Gardens, until she finds herself going to the Arcade. It's a place she hasn't given much thought to until now, but it's as good a place as any. The scent of cigarette smoke reaches her, and she knows someone else must be there. It doesn't bother her, and she regards the other as just another presence, though she catches the tail end of a question.

"Because some idiot would pour it on the machines." And with that, she finds a seat to rest in, going back to her

kneebruises April 8 2011, 08:06:23 UTC

With the music as loud as it is, Sasha doesn't actually hear Jill coming in, but after a while, she has the feeling on the back of her head like there's someone else in the room and a paranoia-driven person such as Sasha is not one to ignore such a feeling. So she lowers the headphones and jumps slightly when she sees the other woman coming closer, flinching a little out of reflex. She grasps her fingers around the headphones for a little while, and then follows her with her eyes, before lowering her glance.

Not a monster, she tries to make herself believe, but she doesn't know that about Jill, so she's keeping her guard up. Which is not to say she ever lowers it.

"Ah." It's... just a noise, really, since she doesn't know how to respond. It's not to make small talk what she speaks next, simply a statement of fact as she looks over the computer with the ERROR 404 screen. "I would rather have coffee than unworking computers..."

freemade_grace April 9 2011, 04:40:21 UTC

She notes the jumping, the way her every movement is watched, as if the other knew the names they called her or if Jill had come in with a gun. Paranoia? It wasn't her place to ask about it, if it was so. Bit unfortunate, really, she could have asked her several questions.

"Sorry I can't offer to fix it for you." Constructs weren't her speciality. Especially not foreign ones. "Though I think some of the Necessities, the ones that turned into apartments, came with coffee machines inside them." At least the one she'd taken over for now had one, it was quite handy once you figured out the controls.

kneebruises April 11 2011, 09:21:29 UTC

"It's, hum, it's fine. I don't, really... Ah, care about it," she says, glancing at the computer as she leaves it on, attention back to Jill. Not her eyes, though, those are fixed on the floor, because she doesn't dare looking people in the eye. Sure, occasionally she will look up, but only for a quick glance, only for a tiny second, before tilting her head back down ( ... )

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