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Well ain't this a coincidence?
And here I was thinking I'd have to start from scratch.
And here I was thinking I'd have to start from scratch.
Lucky guy. First my job boss. Now my temp warden.
[ hear that grin in her voice? ]
I think you should give me a couple of days off.
[ hear that grin in her voice? ]
I think you should give me a couple of days off.
Will is starting to get used to the extra walking involved with having his border collie Jet now on-board, and it's probably doing him some good. He doesn't get nearly as much exercise now that he's not working maintenance, and now there's much more opportunity to chat about something he cares about- dogs.
When he passes by the cabin on deck 4 with the frosted glass windows at the top, he can see that someone's in. It's one of the few times he thinks about actually seeking out conversation, and- he realizes as he slows down that it's been awhile. Since before the memory thing. So he has Jet stop, gives the excited dog a 'wait' command, and knocks on the door.
When he passes by the cabin on deck 4 with the frosted glass windows at the top, he can see that someone's in. It's one of the few times he thinks about actually seeking out conversation, and- he realizes as he slows down that it's been awhile. Since before the memory thing. So he has Jet stop, gives the excited dog a 'wait' command, and knocks on the door.
Laura has had less than a handful of visitors over the time she's been on the barge and the unexpected knock at her door has her wondering if someone is lost. Upon opening the door she finds Will and her smile is immediate.
"Hey Tully," she looks confused before dropping her gaze to the unfamiliar dog. She gasps excitedly. "Who is this gorgeous new fluffy face?"
"Hey Tully," she looks confused before dropping her gaze to the unfamiliar dog. She gasps excitedly. "Who is this gorgeous new fluffy face?"
Trevor's doing his fight club tonight. In case you wanna go.
Didn't know if you knew about them
You don't gotta fight
I didn't. I can't say I've met Trevor yet either but a night at the fights? What girl can say no to that?
well that do be the best birthday present I eer got
really?
[ yes she is pretty drunk. ]
really?
[ yes she is pretty drunk. ]
consider it a gift. just like the ripped panties.
you're welcome
you're welcome
Since a proposition is made and Laura is anticipating the evening to be a lot more exciting than just sitting at the bar drinking herself into her nightly coma, she gets them back to her cabin quickly enough and through the door.
Her cabin is modest enough, out of the late 70's though the furnishings are all mostly updated. She unzips the sides of her boots and pulls them off, dropping a couple of inches in the process.
Taking a swig from the bottle, Laura closes the space between them and holds it out to Shaw. Once she takes it, she crosses her arms and pulls her shirt over her head, exposing a sage green bralette.
Her cabin is modest enough, out of the late 70's though the furnishings are all mostly updated. She unzips the sides of her boots and pulls them off, dropping a couple of inches in the process.
Taking a swig from the bottle, Laura closes the space between them and holds it out to Shaw. Once she takes it, she crosses her arms and pulls her shirt over her head, exposing a sage green bralette.
Ah, straight and to the point: that Shaw can definitely appreciate.
"You ever slept with a woman before?" she asks, as she shucks off her own t-shirt (black, just like the sports bra she's got on underneath it). There's no real judgement to her tone, but if the answer is no, then that adjusts her approach (and, honestly, her expectations) somewhat.
"You ever slept with a woman before?" she asks, as she shucks off her own t-shirt (black, just like the sports bra she's got on underneath it). There's no real judgement to her tone, but if the answer is no, then that adjusts her approach (and, honestly, her expectations) somewhat.
[From here.]
There's almost no time at all between Raylan disappearing and Sweeney emerging, jacket in hand. He jogs lightly, unsure if he's going to need to catch up, but finding her waiting, he continues until he slows in front of her. His grin is more delighted than it probably should be, but it's not like there's anyone else out here with them.
"Hey there, Fireball."
God, it's so hard not to kiss her.
"Have fun?"
Because he sure as fuck did. Aiming to have a lot more before calling the evening.
There's almost no time at all between Raylan disappearing and Sweeney emerging, jacket in hand. He jogs lightly, unsure if he's going to need to catch up, but finding her waiting, he continues until he slows in front of her. His grin is more delighted than it probably should be, but it's not like there's anyone else out here with them.
"Hey there, Fireball."
God, it's so hard not to kiss her.
"Have fun?"
Because he sure as fuck did. Aiming to have a lot more before calling the evening.
Laura hates not knowing what sorts of things are being said about the whole incident -- if anything is being talked about. Worse, she hates feeling like she's done something wrong when she knows she hasn't -- at least as far as she's concerned. And then there was losing half of the drunk high she had because of it.
The name gets a little huff of amusement. She likes it.
Seeing him smiling as he approaches helps a lot, too and she can't help but return it with a small one of her own. Yes, she's still bummed she has to call it an early night and there's no reason to believe he'll abandon the party for her. Not after seeing the way he and Maggie were chitchatting.
"A lot, actually," she nods, letting out a laugh. "But then me and my big dick energy got in the way of continuing it. I was planning on doing some bartop dancing."
With her, no one ever knew.
The name gets a little huff of amusement. She likes it.
Seeing him smiling as he approaches helps a lot, too and she can't help but return it with a small one of her own. Yes, she's still bummed she has to call it an early night and there's no reason to believe he'll abandon the party for her. Not after seeing the way he and Maggie were chitchatting.
"A lot, actually," she nods, letting out a laugh. "But then me and my big dick energy got in the way of continuing it. I was planning on doing some bartop dancing."
With her, no one ever knew.
Edited 2023-07-08 03:40 (UTC)
It's during one of their afternoon check-ins that Steve tacks on to the end of his usual text: Do you have some time free this afternoon?
[ Laura hadn't been feeling all that well since waking up that morning so she sleeps what she can off from the night before. So, she doesn't answer for a good 45 minutes after Steve sends his check-in and his additional message. ]
ok. when?
ok. when?
Hey, Addy. Sorry for the terrible conversation, but...can I ask why you punched Malcolm at that party?
[ Just getting right to it, apparently. ]
[ Just getting right to it, apparently. ]
You can. But before I answer, I'm going to ask you something first. Are you and Malcolm a thing?
[ she figures he would call, but she didn't expect it so soon and almost lets the call go to message. but after the third ring she decides to answer, listening to him first before letting out a breath. her voice is quiet. ]
You don't need to apologize, Raylan. How would you have known?
You don't need to apologize, Raylan. How would you have known?
[Sweeney doesn't wait the hour Raylan does. The moment he can do so without being a cunt to the marshal, he shoots her a text.]
Hey
Are you alright?
Did I do something?
Yeah. I'm fine.
You didn't do anything wrong.
Promise.
You didn't do anything wrong.
Promise.
Hey
I know that shit's complicated.
I'd like to explain some stuff.
If you want to talk about it.
I understand if you don't.
I know that shit's complicated.
I'd like to explain some stuff.
If you want to talk about it.
I understand if you don't.
[ she wasn't expecting him to call. not really. not today. not with how he and the girl greeted each other. was that what he meant by complicated? laura doesn't wait to answer. ]
I would like to talk about it.
On here or in person?
I would like to talk about it.
On here or in person?
Hey. [There's a sense of relief at getting to say this.]
I know I didn't explain well, an' I'm sorry fer that. Names are just... [How to put it so it doesn't sound utterly ridiculous?] They're important ta me. A Faerie thing.
[You're getting off topic. Do better.]
I wasn't comfortable, givin' her name without her permission, same as I ne'er gave yers ta her. [Even when they'd discussed her privately, years before now. That does make him realize the rest, and it slips out after.] Or ta anyone else.
[OFF TOPIC. Get back on.]
It's Misty. She offers it with her blessin' that you should have it. So I wanted ta make sure I was able ta give it to you.
[Fuck, that sounds so dumb. But at least he got the chance to say it. He hopes that's enough.]
Fer what it's worth, I hope ya get ta talk.
I know I didn't explain well, an' I'm sorry fer that. Names are just... [How to put it so it doesn't sound utterly ridiculous?] They're important ta me. A Faerie thing.
[You're getting off topic. Do better.]
I wasn't comfortable, givin' her name without her permission, same as I ne'er gave yers ta her. [Even when they'd discussed her privately, years before now. That does make him realize the rest, and it slips out after.] Or ta anyone else.
[OFF TOPIC. Get back on.]
It's Misty. She offers it with her blessin' that you should have it. So I wanted ta make sure I was able ta give it to you.
[Fuck, that sounds so dumb. But at least he got the chance to say it. He hopes that's enough.]
Fer what it's worth, I hope ya get ta talk.
[ she's actually kind of surprised to see the message, he never leaves them. she had been in transit to the commissary for her shift when it came in so she listened outside while having a smoke and was immediately put off with him rambling about her name -- a rather delicate subject with her given everything. it leaves her feeling mildly irritated over the sheer insensitivity of even stating names are important when he can't be arsed to use them. that and laura is pretty sure the other woman has known her name for quite some time. did misty have her blessing to have her name?
whatever.
she feels dumb being upset and knew it was just a rampant case of jealousy that she feels the way she does. but maybe it was a good thing this was just some flyby message that didn't need replying to because how does one word their appreciation for being worthy enough to have someone's name?
laura turns her volume off and shoves her device into her back pocket and does her best to forget about it. ]
whatever.
she feels dumb being upset and knew it was just a rampant case of jealousy that she feels the way she does. but maybe it was a good thing this was just some flyby message that didn't need replying to because how does one word their appreciation for being worthy enough to have someone's name?
laura turns her volume off and shoves her device into her back pocket and does her best to forget about it. ]
Edited 2023-08-22 16:21 (UTC)
Hey, Laura. I'm awake. I'm scrambling to reach people right now, but let me know if you'd like to grab a drink later.
Don't know who you've talked to this week, but hope you're holding up okay.
Don't know who you've talked to this week, but hope you're holding up okay.
[ laura is in the middle of a dark depressive episode and doesn't answer the message right away. but about an hour later, something short comes through. ]
welcome back.
got a few things going on. but we'll catch up soon.
welcome back.
got a few things going on. but we'll catch up soon.
When Steve doesn't wake up in the morning, B has a moment of panic, but it isn't a long one. Past experience means panic can be safely smothered into a simple background anxiety, and B is good at keeping anxiety masked. Steve has done this twice before since he's met him, after all, and it's probably lucky that he's gone this long without a coma.
His inmate doesn't know that, though. And she needs to, or she'll worry, too.
B gets the dogs, cats, and a pair of the goats settled at the kennel with the rest of the staff for the morning, then heads for Laura's cabin to knock. He doesn't know what time she and Steve usually talk, but he's kind of hoping he's caught her before that time.
His inmate doesn't know that, though. And she needs to, or she'll worry, too.
B gets the dogs, cats, and a pair of the goats settled at the kennel with the rest of the staff for the morning, then heads for Laura's cabin to knock. He doesn't know what time she and Steve usually talk, but he's kind of hoping he's caught her before that time.
It's still early, and Laura's nursing her first cup of coffee in the new living area of her newly redesigned cabin and feels substantially better about being in it now. There is no lingering Shadow memories stalking around in the corners and it well and truly feels like she can be someone else who isn't constantly surrounded by her past.
The knock on the door has her narrowing her eyes at it. Most give her a heads-up text that they want to stop by. All the same, she gets up and answers and freezes when she sees B.
This cannot be good.
"Please don't tell me Steve is gone," she says quietly, her eyes filled with worry.
The knock on the door has her narrowing her eyes at it. Most give her a heads-up text that they want to stop by. All the same, she gets up and answers and freezes when she sees B.
This cannot be good.
"Please don't tell me Steve is gone," she says quietly, her eyes filled with worry.
Sweeney's lingering out in the hall just outside the Enclosure, smoking a cigarette as he reflects on how things are. How they're changing. How he can do fuckall about it. But then the door opens and a petite form heads out. Recognition is immediate; he's not sure if that's simple familiarity, or if he's starting to get a feel for her. Sweeney wonders if he'll ever see her like she saw Shadow. Not a thought to dwell on now, not when there are more pleasant options.
"Hey, Fireball." He licks his lip as he looks her down and up again, more playfully than with lust.
"Have yer fill?"
"Hey, Fireball." He licks his lip as he looks her down and up again, more playfully than with lust.
"Have yer fill?"
Staying long wasn't the plan, though that was a decision made last minute when Laura realized that she could sit at a table and drink herself stupid, yet again, before passing out somewhere between the Enclosure and her cabin. That wasn't 'trying to do better' with, what she knows to be, a pretty serious drinking problem. But things were better and would shape up to be even more when she saw his face on her way out.
Her lips twitch in amusement. Why does he always have to look at her that way?
"Yeah," she hums, stopping right in front of him. "I think I'm more in the mood for coffee if I'm being honest."
Her lips twitch in amusement. Why does he always have to look at her that way?
"Yeah," she hums, stopping right in front of him. "I think I'm more in the mood for coffee if I'm being honest."
this was totally a fuck you for ditching me when you had your coma
clearly we're even now
don't you dare try to one-up me
if you do i will totally draw a dick on your forehead
clearly we're even now
don't you dare try to one-up me
if you do i will totally draw a dick on your forehead
Hey
Apparently Eiffel is doing a last minute Halloween thing.
If you're interested.
Apparently Eiffel is doing a last minute Halloween thing.
If you're interested.
yeah, i noticed the flyers. if i can think up a costume between now and then, i'll be there.
The moment Raylan's second message had come through, Sweeney excused himself from Maggie's company. She'd be fine; she has other people. But Laura... This isn't something he'd trust to Roman, even if he could entertain the idea of not going. Which he can't. He's out the door and down the hall, tugging his shirt over his shoulders without bothering to button it. Sweeney doesn't expect to stay in it.
Then he's at her threshold, his eyes dancing over the door as he suddenly realizes he has no idea what he's supposed to do. How do you say 'I'm sorry you're hurting because a man you loved in another life is leaving you behind'? No part of that is bearable.
But it doesn't stop him from knocking.
Then he's at her threshold, his eyes dancing over the door as he suddenly realizes he has no idea what he's supposed to do. How do you say 'I'm sorry you're hurting because a man you loved in another life is leaving you behind'? No part of that is bearable.
But it doesn't stop him from knocking.
She tried. So hard. But it only took a few minutes after Raylan left before Laura broke in a way that she never ever expected herself to. Emotion was something always prided herself on being able to control; her thick skin being the single most useful quality of hers that got her through everything shitty in her life.
Mostly.
Laura cried and struggled with what she was feeling, only drawing on the all too real memories of a life that came damn close to being perfect. Only to realize it was just a reminder that she was never worthy of love like that. Or any kind of love for that matter.
After spending some time in her bathroom washing her face, Laura heard the knock. For a moment she thought about not answering it, but then she found herself opening it and staring at him with glassy eyes, somehow knowing why he's there.
"He tell you, too?" Laura asks, her voice breaking softly. She nods when he gives her the confirmation. "I feel like such an idiot.."
For allowing him to make me feel any of this.
Mostly.
Laura cried and struggled with what she was feeling, only drawing on the all too real memories of a life that came damn close to being perfect. Only to realize it was just a reminder that she was never worthy of love like that. Or any kind of love for that matter.
After spending some time in her bathroom washing her face, Laura heard the knock. For a moment she thought about not answering it, but then she found herself opening it and staring at him with glassy eyes, somehow knowing why he's there.
"He tell you, too?" Laura asks, her voice breaking softly. She nods when he gives her the confirmation. "I feel like such an idiot.."
For allowing him to make me feel any of this.
Hey
Something's going on
I don't know what it is yet.
But it's bad
People are disappearing.
I think it might be my fault.
So I need you to stay away.
Just for a while.
Til I know
I just need to know you're safe.
From me.
[A few moments pass.]
I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you like that.
Something's going on
I don't know what it is yet.
But it's bad
People are disappearing.
I think it might be my fault.
So I need you to stay away.
Just for a while.
Til I know
I just need to know you're safe.
From me.
[A few moments pass.]
I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you like that.
[ oho, that's a big fuck no look on her face ]
what's going on?
can't just drop that shit on me at a time like this and expect me to just be okay with it.
what's going on?
can't just drop that shit on me at a time like this and expect me to just be okay with it.
Hey
So
Florian and Johann are having a party.
I didn't know if you wanted to go.
[A beat passes.]
With me
So
Florian and Johann are having a party.
I didn't know if you wanted to go.
[A beat passes.]
With me
i'd really like that. so, yes, i would.
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