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[agentdork]

[ Hey, look, it's a wild York. He's grinning like a fucking dweeb, adjusting this godawful, godawful tiara on top of his head, looking like it started out metal and plain but somehow sparkles and sequins had been hastily glued to it, and when he reaches a hand up to adjust it, his hand is sparkly, too. ]

Gooood evening, beautiful people. It's another uneventful day here, and as I'm the poor loser of a bet gone horribly wrong, "God"-- or Kara, for those of you less religiously inclined, has decided since she wiped the floor with me in cards, that I gotta make good on my end of the bet.

Let it never be said I don't hold up my end of the bargain, but also, she's a friggin' shark, so I wouldn't recommend playing against her unless you like losin' all your money, or, y'know. Tiaras. In which case I got one right here for you.

But anyway. As the floor-wiping did happen, I gotta say that yours truly likes long walks on the turtle's edge, cuddly puppies, and the color pink. In more serious news, I'm also a pretty big fan of burgers and fries, football, Grifball, guns, and pizza, just to kind of try and save some of my masculinity here, since Kara-- uh, "God" has decided I'm not really able to keep it right now.

I feel like it's worth askin'- do we even have a sports team here? Does anyone play football or anything, or would anyone be up for it? 

[ And with that same doofy grin, he waves, and shuts the whole thing off, because, welp, HE FULFILLED HIS END OF THE BARGAIN, kara. 8( ]

Comments

i'm so sorry

[agentdork]

Huh.

Well, if you want help tossing together something, I guess I can throw in a pair of hands.

oh god what have we done

[controlledvariable]

We could probably use a party after everything that's gone down the last few weeks. Might have to see what I can wrangle.

[oh noooo]

oh god /face in hands

[agentdork]

A get together probably wouldn't be bad idea. Here's to hoping the locals don't get their panties in a wad, but I think we oughta be okay.

the best (worst?) part is that I already have plans for her to throw a party

[controlledvariable]

If they do, they can suck it. We've all spent the last couple weeks helping clean up their messes, we can throw ourselves a damn party.

[okay that was slightly more bitter than she meant it to come out. it's been a stressful few days]

yes good.

[agentdork]

...Yeah, I guess that's pretty true. You holdin' up okay?

it is teens only tho sorry york :c

[controlledvariable]

Better than most. [she sort of waves a hand dismissively] I think my body's just forgotten what it's like not to be constantly full of adrenalin.

[just kidding she's always full of adrenalin] What about you, you make it out relatively unscathed?

hahahahahaha

[agentdork]

Hah, I know what you mean there. 's weird being in the same place for so long, and only having stuff happen every so often.

And yeah, made it out all in one whole piece. Yay me.

srs rp

[controlledvariable]

I'm hoping I'll remember how to get a full night's sleep eventually.

Yay you. [she waves some invisible pom-poms] I'm glad most of us seem to be okay. ["us" being the Foreigners, as far as Steph knows there was only one death, and he came back]

yup

[agentdork]

Wearing yourself out help at all? I've been running and exercising a helluva lot more to try and make up for it. No sense in getting out of shape here.

[controlledvariable]

I've been trying to track down something resembling a gymnasium, but the kedan apparently haven't heard of balance beams or parallel bars, and there's only so much acro a girl can do.

[agentdork]

Ahh, yeah, that makes it kinda hard. What'd you do back home?

[controlledvariable]

College student by day, assistant librarian by night. Or maybe the other way around, depending on how late I was staying up doing homework.

Not really the sort of thing that prepared me for a gang war.

[agentdork]

[ God, she could be the age of his little sister. York cringes a moment, rubbing the back of his neck. ]

No, I guess not, huh. I-- listen, lemme know if you ever want any sorta training in hand-to-hand stuff. I don't think this kinda stuff will go down again, but just in case--

[controlledvariable]

[She wants an award for being able to keep a straight face]

That's sweet of you. I know how to throw a punch, but it might be handy to learn a little more.

[She hasn't made it a secret that she's a bit rought and tumble, she'd openly bragged with Peggy about how she's good in a fight, so she has to be careful about what she says on the public network. Her persona shouldn't contradict itself, and she thinks that was vague enough]

[agentdork]

I'm up for whatever. I get bored outta my skull here half the time and running around only does so much. If there are enough people interested in football, that'd be even better.

[controlledvariable]

I definitely understand that. I started teaching a friend how to do backflips, just to give us something to pass the time.

I'd be down for football if you can get a few teams together. It'd be fun to have some friendly competition.

[agentdork]

Backflips are pretty hard, but once you get used to 'em it's not so bad.

Dunno if we have enough people here for a few teams, though.

[controlledvariable]

Backflips are easy. [she could do them in her sleep] I'm gonna work him up to ariel flips by the end of the week. [Poor Bucky]

We could do like - little league size teams. Or whatever they call little league in football. [Steph knows sports!!!]

[agentdork]

...Poor dude.

And yeah, we could. Just gotta get enough interested people in on it. Aaand probably teach 'em.

[controlledvariable]

He'll live. [maybe.]

If you make it a competition I'm sure people will want to get in on it, there could be a trophy and everything.

[agentdork]

Yeah, we could possibly make something like that work. Might be fun.

[controlledvariable]

[Something seems to occur to her, and Steph grins] Scrap the trophy idea, just get a couple girls to volunteer as cheerleaders and you'll get everyone signing up to play in no time.

[Stephanie stop helping]

[agentdork]

...Uh, let's not go that route.

It seems like everyone is waaaaay too young here.

[controlledvariable]

[Steph just laughs]

I dunno, a lot of people are around my age.

[Because apparently that's not too young. She is (mostly) just messing around]

[agentdork]

...You're-- what, okay, don't be offended by this, okay, but you're like what, 18? 20?