Dear Slobo... [open]

[top_teen_38]

All he had wanted was some peace and quiet. First, he had found a way to rig the TVs in the hotel to link to the ship's library. Second, he had convinced Stacy to just let that be, and explained how odd "pulsing walls" were to most of them. Finally, he had found a couch on the far wall in the lobby that had the best view of the big screen TV the

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[ayasofia]

"Hello?" Sofia called. "Is anyone here?" She had no idea if she was supposed to be in this place or not. Considering the name, she was guessing not. But since when did that stop her.

[top_teen_38]

He sighed, almost exasperatedly.

"Yeah. C'mon in and sit down on that chair near me and talk."

It was almost as if he were expecting her, but she would never know how the day had gone for him, or what he was expecting. She might even have thought he was a psychic.

[ayasofia]

"I- all right." Sofia did as Slobo suggested. "I didn't mean to interrupt."

[top_teen_38]

"Yanno, I wanna say ya were, but ya aren't." He said nonchalantly.

"Jus'... Tell me what's on yer mind, and I'll give ya my view."

[grayaura]

Mai simply walked in and took a seat on the couch, ignoring the sign. She'd taken to hanging around the Outsider's place as somewhere to simply get away from the weirdness of the rest of the ship. It helped that it was usually quiet and relatively few people came by to bother her. She glanced at Slobo with a hint of curiosity in her expression.

"Waiting for something?"

[top_teen_38]

"A moment of peace and quiet." He said flatly.

"You, lady, I consider a friend and comrade, whether ya like it er not. Ya can sit here if ya'd like." He followed, his voice not changing, though there was an almost non-perceptible shift in his demeanor.

"Ya okay? Anythin' ya wanna talk about?"

[grayaura]

Mai shrugged and rubbed at an eye as she stifled a yawn. "Nothing important. Just tired."

She grimaced slightly. "Not getting much sleep."

[top_teen_38]

"No one is lately." This was said as an afterthought. It was true for everyone around.

"What are yer nightmares about, ninja girl? I may not be yer friend, but I ain't gonna do anythin' but bolster yer courage against 'em."

[notastaffchick]

"... interesting plaque." Hunter says, head tilted. He's stopped in the middle of the hallway on his way back from the library, two datapads tucked under one arm.

[top_teen_38]

"Well, it seems like the only way ta make sure I get the couch all ta myself, healer boy." Slobo said with a slight smile. He then actually turned to Hunter with interest.

"I think I need ta talk to ya." His tone had changed. This was a fact, not a playful banter or insult. Slobo actually needed to talk to Hunter, and Hunter should note this fact.

[notastaffchick]

"Hey, whatever works for you." Hunter says with a shrug and a dry smile. "Just as long as you don't expect it to work for much longer, I guess."

"Yeah?" Hunter tends to be serious most of the time, so it's not much of a shift for him to go into business-mode. Slobo, on the other hand... well, Hunter was very interested to hear what he had to say.

[top_teen_38]

"Ya don't seem ta understand some things... most of all..." There was a pause in Slobo, unusual, as it were, like he were actually taking responsibility as the co-leader of the team.

"Ya seem like ya don't get where ya fit it, and I want ya ta be able ta tell me, and me ta be able ta tell ya where it is..."

[ford_sawyer_815]

Apparently Sawyer, prior to his being kidnapped by GLaDOS, had spent too much time working on the Vatican. Although, considering how the work he did put into it ended up saving a lot of people's lives, that was debatable. It wasn't until now that he'd stumbled across the hotel, and he'd only noticed it because of the big, red sign that had 'OUTSIDERS' emblazoned across it.

A curious and nosy man, Sawyer wandered into the lobby only to find a strange-looking kid lounging on a sofa and reading what looked like a comic.

"What the hell is all this?" Sawyer asked as he looked around the room.

[top_teen_38]

"It's fer people who want to fuck with the system!" Slobo yelled, now angry at being interrupted constantly.

"If ya want ta hear more, sit the frag down in that recliner next ta me, otherwise, go the kang away!"

[ford_sawyer_815]

"Wooo, someone's got their panties in a twist, don't they?" Sawyer said mockingly as he walked over to an empty seat and helped himself to it. "So, Captain Emo wants to shout 'Down with the Man,' huh? I guess that leaves the only question: Who's the Man?"

[top_teen_38]

"Call me cap emo one more time, pal, and see what happens." Slobo looked at Sawyer with a look that could chill bones.

"If ya wanna talk, talk. I been dealin' with all that enough today. Otherwise, FRAG OFF. I ain't got time fer big mouthed pansies."

[cardsharkgambit]

Have a Cajun mutant, Slobo.

The former thief had been wandering the city, unable to sleep because of all the damn nightmares, when he'd come upon the hotel with the word 'outsiders' written on it in graffiti. Walking inside, he looked around the rather luxurious lobby and let out a low whistle.

"Dis is nice," he said, "Somebody be movin' up in de world, no?"

[top_teen_38]

Slobo couldn't help it, he laughed.

"Maybe. What's it to ya?" Even after the laugh, he returned to stoic stone-facedness. "Ya either got questions er comments, an' all are welcome here."

[cardsharkgambit]

"No, Gambit got no questions," the Cajun replied, diverting his red on black eyes to Slobo as he walked over to an empty, overstuffed chair and plopped himself down into it.

"So, what wit de sign?" he asked. Ok, so maybe he did have a question or two.

[top_teen_38]

"I gave my life fer my team. Literally." Slobo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Ain't against anyone, jus' what I did."