☢ 06 ☢

[tabbytastic]

[it's taken her months of work... first getting the player, then scrounging around for batteries, and a long fruitless search for CDs in the city. Finally, after a genius piece of advice, she has everything she's been looking for.

Anyone with an open grimoire will get treated to this triumph in the middle of the night, in the form of some very loud... grating... music?]

Goddamn, this is better, isn't it? I've missed this so bad. [she's flipping through most songs before they're even halfway through. She doesn't have the patience to listen to whole songs right now--too wired, too excited with her new toy]

This place needs more music and less... fucked up shit. ...Seriously, what is it with dead people coming back to life around here? Is that the new 'thing' now?

[oh, actually, that gives her an idea. She switches to a new song and rocks out for a minute. Sorry to anyone who might have tried to shut their journal by now but lives on the second floor. She's sitting in the doorway of the room she never uses, CDs scattered all around her, music blasting into the hallway]

I mean, don't get me wrong. It can have its perks... [she gives one of those huhuhu laughs that usually follow dirty inside jokes. Hi, Gabe.] ...But it's mostly just fucking stupid.

...And, speaking of stupid, some bleeding heart should probably come check on the loser in 204. Don't think he wants me as a babysitter.

Comments

[ex_contemns37]

That has nothing to do with you being loud.

[tabbytastic]

It might.

[no it doesn't.]

[ex_contemns37]

How?

[tabbytastic]

It's a trade.

[ex_contemns37]

What sort of "trade" do you usually do?

[tabbytastic]

You know... you give me what I'm looking for, and I give you what you're looking for. A trade.

[ex_contemns37]

And how do you expect me to give that to you?

[tabbytastic]

Somebody who isn't a stick-in-the-mud would be able to figure it out.

[ex_contemns37]

You should not ask for things and then refuse to be clear about what you want.

[tabbytastic]

Don't know if you want me coming up with an idea.

[it's a fair warning.]

[ex_contemns37]

...this is ridiculous.

[tabbytastic]

[it really is. why are you still talking to her, Cian?]

See, this is what I've been talking about. [gesturing to him]

[ex_contemns37]

What is?

[tabbytastic]

The whole stick-in-the-mud thing.

[kind of... wandering a step closer]

Seriously, christ... you need to lighten up.

[ex_contemns37]

[ Man, why is she more than half a foot taller than him :I ]

I do not.

[tabbytastic]

[oh god, he's fuckin' adorable. yeah, wandering right up to him]

Give me one good reason why you don't.

[ex_contemns37]

[ Trying to simultaneously look up at her and look at least vaguely not worth messing with. Which is slightly difficult. ]

My reason is that this has nothing to do with me, and all to do with you being completely thoughtless.

[tabbytastic]

[yeah, she doesn't look convinced. she thinks he's entirely worth messing with]

Yeah, I beg to differ.

You're just crabby and bored. I can tell.

[ex_contemns37]

[ Nooooo the worst thing that could happen. ]

What I am-- is annoyed with your lack of sense.

[ He just wanted to sleep... ]

[tabbytastic]

[yes, it really is. her grin is just getting wider]

Why don't you come in. Bet you'd even like this music if you gave it a chance.

[ex_contemns37]

I have heard enough of it.

[tabbytastic]

[she leers down closer to his face]

C'mon, Little Dude. Let's have some fun.

[run Cian, ruuuun]

[ex_contemns37]

Absolutely not.

[ man he just wants to go back to bed ;c ]

[tabbytastic]

[oh well. She'll just have to show him by force, then.

Makes sense to her, anyway.

She makes a sudden grab for him--a wrist, an elbow, trying for whatever makes the most sense right then. She wants to tug him into the room and shut the door behind him]

[ex_contemns37]

[ Whatever she grabs for, he'll be trying to pull away. He's unarmed, and definitely smaller than her, but he knows how to fight, and he's stronger than he looks. ]