Lissa's luck was starting to run stale, and it was all beginning to go to her head. It had been hours, and she was still only halfway to where she needed to be to purchase her freedom, much less anyone else's. She made for the aisles to get a little breathing room, all the while making eyes on the doors of that fancy Ristorante.
Who even had the spare sort of cash to eat like that? It was mind-blowing, especially when she looked down at her own measly hoard of coinage. She let out a sigh, shaking her head. "No worries, girl. Just gotta keep your head up."
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Character's name: Elizabeth "Lissa" Buckly Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[Journal] Character's survival stats: [Stats] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Freckly-tan skin, wavy auburn hair, brown eyes, stands at 5' 7" with strong shoulders and a little bit of holdover baby fat on her stomach and thighs. Currently wearing a light blue gown made of cheap fabric, calling to mind a particular character from Game of Thrones. The dress is worn over what appears to be a comfortable sweater and jeans because nothing about Khaleesi's outfit is Canada-approved.
Current Coins: 64/130
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 12:42 pm
G-Man was getting close to having enough to buy himself out of the casino, but most of that was due to selling off his stash of items he'd been holding on to, most of which he had been hoping to use on bribing the J-yard Jokes for a little intel. As he was beginning to learn, otherwise, gambling really just wasn't his thing, and he was a little bit worried that trying some of the other games might do him more harm than good.
So, for the moment and while he debated his next move, he took a walk around to try and clear his head, no easy task with all of the dings, rings, and other sounds of the machines, the constant chatter of people all around, and the loud music blasting over the intercoms.
Eventually, he found himself somewhere he hadn't come across before, and his gaze was drawn to the extravagance of the ristorante, as well was his stomach, which growled uncontrollably at the smell that wafted out from within.
Giving his head a firm shake, he looked away, only to see a familiar face nearby.
"Ah, hey Lizzle!" He called out to the other mall-rat, turning to walk towards her with a slightly strained smile and a haunted look in his eyes that he couldn't hide (though he tried really really hard). "What's shakin, gorgeous? Bettin you're worth some serious coin!" His gaze went down to the collar around her neck.
"Noice! I woulda put ya much higher, though. These jokesters don't know class from their A-swizzle."
Coins: 107/140
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 1:13 pm
Lissa heard a familiar voice and suddenly all the weight bearing down on her lifted, if only for a moment. "Geeeee-Maaaaaan," she hollered out in response, her grin plastic but as well-maintained as ever. She pulled her hair away from her neck and tilted her head, showing off the glow of the '130' on her collar. "Yeah, it's some s**t they have for criteria. Said I had too much meat on my bones. What a joke, right?" She caught wind of the word 'A-swizzle' and immediately broke out into peals of laughter that crinkled her nose. "Oh my god, you actually just said that. You are flawless."
She saw the look in his eyes, but if it registered, she took no notice. Instead, she leaned in to inspect his collar, eyes widening at the '140'. "They want a piece of that G-Steak, though, s**t. Glad they went bargain-pricing on you, I don't know that we could've afforded the price o' luxury otherwise."
Lissa let out another laugh, but this time she let it fall flat. "For real, though...you doin' alright, man?"
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Character's name: Elizabeth "Lissa" Buckly Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[Journal] Character's survival stats: [Stats] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Freckly-tan skin, wavy auburn hair, brown eyes, stands at 5' 7" with strong shoulders and a little bit of holdover baby fat on her stomach and thighs. Currently wearing a light blue gown made of cheap fabric, calling to mind a particular character from Game of Thrones. The dress is worn over what appears to be a comfortable sweater and jeans because nothing about Khaleesi's outfit is Canada-approved.
Current Coins: 69/130
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 8:31 pm
"Gurl, you know I could listen to ya complimentin me allllll day." He grinned, her laughter infectious enough that for once, the smile was less a mask and more genuine. "But you only sayin what we all already knowin, yo! But dang, that what the say bout you? Them biz-itches be trippen. Oh well, we both know you fine, aight?"
Her second bout of laughter was not nearly so uplifting as the first, whatever warmth he'd been host to for that brief moment soon flitting away as she asked him the question that he wasn't sure he wanted to answer, or really even think about.
Finally, he let out a sigh, hands going into the front of his hoodies pocket, eyes lowering to the floor, foot scuffing at the carpet. "Nah, but who can honestly say they are, right now? A few of them hystericals all hopped up on the crazies, I spose, but they jus' lyin. Nobody is doin aight. Ain't no way. Not after the shiz we all been through."
He gave his head a shake and looked back up, before glancing over his shoulder towards the restaurant. "So what's the deal, here? This where they cookin up peeps an servin up like piggies on a platter?"
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Lissa's expression faltered as she watched G's expression drop--she hadn't expected him to actually drop his usual flirtatious demeanor, and for him to be so genuine had caught her off guard. It wasn't like people like her or him to actually talk about their feelings, they were supposed to dance around them with lilting references to pop culture or memes or sweet lingo that nobody truly understood. People like them were meant to be charming, not sincere, and it was unnerving to see him already starting to crack.
"Hey," she said warmly, putting a hand under his chin to draw up his gaze. "Don't give me that s**t now, aight? We're all scared, and we've all seen some s**t we can't unsee, but we gotta keep our heads up and keep moving or else we'll all drown." Lissa's eyes wavered, and she looked like her own confessions were ready to spill forth, but she choked them down with a shake of her head. "Look, G, you totes got this if anyone does, you're gonna get out of here just fine. Things aren't alright now, but they will be, and you just gotta keep holdin' on until that happens, mmkay?" She pulled her hand away but let it linger just outside of his personal space, as if she might be considering a hug. After a careful round of deliberation, Lissa finally settled on a pat on the shoulder, and nodded, "You the man, G. You got this."
She followed his glance to the restaurant sign, looking it over with a critical glance. "s**t, is that their shtick? I didn't think they were meaning things literally, I thought they just had a dark sense of humor."
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Character's name: Elizabeth "Lissa" Buckly Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[Journal] Character's survival stats: [Stats] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Freckly-tan skin, wavy auburn hair, brown eyes, stands at 5' 7" with strong shoulders and a little bit of holdover baby fat on her stomach and thighs. Currently wearing a light blue gown made of cheap fabric, calling to mind a particular character from Game of Thrones. The dress is worn over what appears to be a comfortable sweater and jeans because nothing about Khaleesi's outfit is Canada-approved.
Current Coins: 64/130
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:01 pm
He was cracking. He was, and he knew he was, and Dasz and his ma could surely see it, and now Lissa could see it too. The last month had been something awful, but these last couple of days had somehow been worse than anything he'd encountered in the last thirty, and that was saying something.
"Right, that's what I'm sayin. Nothin is aight anymore, and I don't wanna lie bout it. But we all dealin, me an you are dealin. An you dee-yam skippy I got this! An I got you too, aight? M-rats showin em how we get this done!" He caught the change in her own eyes, and thought that she might have more to say, but when she didn't, when all she offered up was pat on his shoulder, he accepted it without comment.
And with that, it seemed like his moment of weakness had passed. Turning around completely and taking a step back so that they were side by side, he flung an arm around Lissa's shoulders.
"Yeeeeep, seems that way. Watched em carve a girl up inta roasts myself. Ya see any of ours goin in? As a customer, I mean, not as the main course."
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2015 10:38 pm
Lissa might have bristled at the sudden contact, but instead of turning away, she leaned in to the man's half-embrace, making a scrunched-up face at the restaurant doors.
"Holy s**t, really? That's...that's a whole new level of messed up, man." Her face blanched, but she couldn't bring herself to look away. "Like, really, who even does that? Who even does any of this?" She leaned her head against his arm, as if it might help her weather the storm. Also because biceps were nice, and G-Man's biceps were 140 coins worth of nice. The world might be ending and people might be eating each other fine-dining style, but it made her feel better, at least.
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Character's name: Elizabeth "Lissa" Buckly Character's faction: Mall Character's journal link:[Journal] Character's survival stats: [Stats] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Freckly-tan skin, wavy auburn hair, brown eyes, stands at 5' 7" with strong shoulders and a little bit of holdover baby fat on her stomach and thighs. Currently wearing a light blue gown made of cheap fabric, calling to mind a particular character from Game of Thrones. The dress is worn over what appears to be a comfortable sweater and jeans because nothing about Khaleesi's outfit is Canada-approved.
