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 Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 1:17 pm
"You don't look worried." Otto observed, kicking some probably dirty clothes aside.
"Don't think he get back at you?" She'd put him in the indirmary while Rep was defenseless, so to speak. She'd had her weapon all along. With both of them armed, it was more an even match. Sort of. Sasha seemed level headed and capable of forethought. Rep..? Well.. not so much.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 1:22 pm
"I'm not worried. I know he'll come after me. You know how he feels about women."
She gave a toothy, horrible smile, careful to keep her back turned to the young blonde that was kicking around some clothes. It was a private thing.
"Besides," she freed the pillows from their probably-dirty cases, "I like to think that I can handle myself."
The bed cleared of linens, she set about to pairing off various shoes.
"Enough about all that." She sent him a sly look. "Do you have any plans for when the portals open next?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 1:31 pm
Otto was well versed in Rep's thoughts on women. It always made the blonde cringe in disgust. While Otto wasn't exactly merry sunshine, he at least held some semblance of respect for someone's gender. Woman or man, girl or boy, it didn't matter. It was the soul inside the body he judged and ridiculed.
"I believe it." Otto murmured in reply. Sasha seemed capable of handling herself.
Portals. Otto couldn't remember the last time they'd been open.
"If they open up.." Otto mumbled, still creating his impressive pile of clothes. If nothing else, at least it was obvious he wore fresh underwear every day. "Um.. Dakota said he'd take me to get new drums.. maybe." He wasn't sure if he truly meant it though. And what good would drums be if they were once again totaled? Still, what he wouldn't give to wail on a set of drums again...
"It'd be nice to get leave again." All work and no play makes for suffering.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 2:09 pm
"New drums, hmm? That sounds fun. I bet if you talked to Jerry, he'd help pitch in, or even find a more secure place for them."
With a loud exhale, Sasha sat on the bed with a whump, leaning back on her arms so that she could watch Otto.
"It would be nice. I'm dying to get out of here. Go someplace warm, with a real beach."
She grinned, the gesture showing a lot of teeth.
"Are you going to need help carrying all of this to the laundry?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 2:45 pm
"You think?" Otto considered this. He preferred drumming by himself, but if it meant the longevity of his precious instruments might be prolonged, he'd explore other options.
"Real beaches exist?" Otto added with more sass. "I call bullshit."
Otto stared at the big pile of laundry he'd seemed to accumulate. How the Hell did he managed to go through clothes so---oh yeah. Deus was a hazard to clothing, thats why. Wear something new or clean and it was bound to get dirty or destroyed.
"Uh..." He clucked his tongue, as if thinking some more. "Yeah.." One trashbag laundry basket wouldn't cut it...
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:31 pm
Sasha chuckled, the sound uncomfortably forced from her throat.
"We should go sometime. You can surf or... whatever it is you young kids do these days," she gave a wry smile, "and I'll sit around and sip... whatever it is people sip."
Sasha rose to her feet and drew up close, reaching out to tug gently at a bit of that blonde hair. One of hers.
"Come on then. I'll help. Afterwards, I'll let you buy me a snack out of the vending machine."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:45 pm
Otto was liking this idea a lot. It was semi solitary but still had enough human interaction to quell the need for it. He'd surfed once before, but wasn't a particularly strong swimmer. After a couple of waves and he was exhausted. However, he did enjoy beaches. He also enjoyed skateboarding. He even let the kid comment slip. It was Sasha, so he didn't mind as much.
His eyes gazed up as Sasha drew close, brows furrowing as she tugged on his hair.
"Dang gurl, ain't that just mighty swell of ya." Otto commented in a snarky tone. "Fine, and to put the cherry on top I'll let ya kiss my a** on the way out."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:48 pm
Sasha laughed. The sound felt foreign to her own ears, but she couldn't help it. His snark was refreshing. It was almost easy to forget the way he'd looked on the floor of the lair - almost.
She'd never forget.
"I'm a swell kind of lady," she went so far as to offer him a wink before bumping her shoulder into his.
"Get a move on, grouchy. I've got work to do."
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:54 pm
Otto smirked faintly at the wink, shrugging his shoulders soon after. "Yeah yeah~ I'm goin'." Laundry was a bore, but something that needed to be done. And well, Sasha was a persuasive sort of person, it seemed.
The room would be cleaned, the clothes freshened up. And while Otto wouldn't have done this had he not been prodded into doing it, he sort of liked the result.
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