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[applelimber]

Who: Helen and Deneve
When: Nowish
Where: The Foxhole
Format: Action, present tense
What: Questions and clearing ups.
Warnings: Always the possibility of language with Helen.

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[twoswordjuniper]

[From the backroom - where she is having yet another standoff with Rooster over the discarded scraps from the grill - she hears Helen calling. She gives the tomcat a glare which doesn't seem to faze him and walks out into the bar proper.]

What is that?

[Deneve raises an eyebrow at the circlet. Helen can't be expecting her to actually put that on.]

[applelimber]

What's it look like?

[Okay, maybe she doesn't want Deneve to answer that one.]

It's a souvenir. I didn't know if you'd go to that fair thing, so I brought a part of back to you.

[The latter part of her words are said through a mouthful of deep-fried bird, of which she also offers out to Deneve.]

[twoswordjuniper]

I see.

[She crosses her arms and leans against a wall. Which might look a bit standoffish to anyone who didn't know her. But actually she's relatively relaxed.]

I was there for a short while.

[And while she doesn't say outright that she didn't care for it, there is no interest in her voice.]

[applelimber]

Yeah, a little bit of that stuff goes a long way.

[Helen folds her arms behind her head and leans her chair back on two legs.]

The fights were kinda quaint. I've seen better.

[She's watching Deneve through her one good eye.]

Heard I missed a damn good one.

[Her words might sound vague to the average ear. But Deneve's is hardly that.]