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[oorah]

𝓜𝓻. 𝓜𝓪𝔂𝓸𝓻

𝖙𝖊𝖝𝖙, 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖔 (𝔲𝔫;𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖉𝖔𝖌)

𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 (𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖋𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖊)

𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖈𝖑𝖚𝖇 𝖛𝖕 (𝔰𝔞𝔣𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔢)

𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊𝕮𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝕶𝖔𝖚𝖙 (𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔯)

𝖔𝖈𝖈𝖚𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 (𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖍 : ₁₀₋₃ | 𝖕𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖑 : ₁₁₋₇ | 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖕)

𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖗 (𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔬𝔫, 𝔠𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔠, 𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔩)

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[oorah]

hotdog. but you knew that already because you read my packet.

have any more questions, wanda?

[morphogenia]

[Kamala grabs a sit so she can resume her ritual of petting Max and at least in her head reminding him that he is the best boy ever. Once it looks like Frank has made some headway on his task, she messages him out of habit.]

Okay are you ready for stories? I don't want to rush you!

[hext]

[ she could leave it here, she supposes. this is what she wanted. for now. but... ]

why hotdog?

[oorah]

it's a joke.

or it started out that way. doesn't matter.

[hext]

it does matter.

[ not because she needs to know the meaning, but because: ]

humor matters. there are... so many children here.

[ if for no other reason than that; it's reason enough. someone in charge, with information, appreciates the need to prompt an odd, wry smile in a stranger, perhaps.

it matters. ]

[oorah]

i didn't take it seriously because i didn't think i'd be here long.

joke was on me in the end. [ he hopes she's luckier ]

there are a lot of kids here. we all do our best to keep them safe.

[hext]

do any of them belong to you? your home.

[oorah]

no. not like that.

[hext]

[ in a different way, then, she intuits.

wanda's heart twists momentarily, the unease and concern overwhelming her as she rarely permits, one swathe of intense red cutting across her vision. no parents and offspring among the new arrivals.

yet billy had called her mother... what is she to make of it? how much do they belong to one another? (how much of that is wise?) ]

you say you keep them safe. tell me how to help.

[oorah]

i just look out for them. make sure they're fed and they've got clothes and something to occupy their minds.

if you know any kids that are still living in community housing you can soundproof their rooms. that kind of thing. every kid's different, you know? it's hard to say what might bring em comfort.

[hext]

[ wanda considers this... how it aligns with some of the plans she had circling around at least two or three of them.

she considers making this man an ally. even a friend. ]

a boy named billy; a girl named eleven. i met them when i arrived. they're new, like me.

please take care with them, if you see them.

[ wanda will do the same with the rest. ]

[oorah]

i met billy on the network. i was going to bring him some stuff. do you know him?

eleven isn't new. well. she was here before. that happens sometimes.

[hext]

he knows me.

[ she hopes that says enough, for now. ]

before. does she remember?

action

[bossily]

[Literally two seconds after she gets this response:]

I've been waiting outside your house for the past five minutes.

[oorah]

i'll make sure he's good. i promise.

i don't know. i should talk to her. we were close before.

[oorah]

[ he has no idea if that's a lie or not, but here he is opening the door to the garage he was literally on the other side of the whole time. his hands are wrapped and he is indeed READY 2 GO ]

you do know you have to say something right?

[hext]

thank you.

she may be comforted by that. her arrival was... difficult.

[underachievement]

[ Her gaze is dragged over to him for the first time in what feels like minutes. ] Giving a shit. [ They both know she excels at being a dick, thank you no thank you. Accordingly, no one's called her hero in a while, so that's nice. ]

[bossily]

[She gives a little shrug, and steps inside the garage.]

I would, but if I'm silent enough I earn the trust of the locals and that gets them to give me things.

[Like this new outfit she's wearing. Isn't it great??]

[oorah]

you were with her?

[ he kind of slept thru all of that. which on the one hand yay and on the other gives him yet another reason to feel like a terrible person ]

[hext]

i made sure she was safe.

[ translation: don't worry. at least not overly so. ]

[oorah]

[ his turn: ] thanks

[hext]

[ the "you're welcome" goes unspoken. a given. ]

i will see about further soundproofing materials tomorrow.

i work construction in the mornings. if you need me.

[ and that is a wanda farewell. ]

[oorah]

ok i'm on sandpaths

i'll see you out there [ hotdog over and out ]

YEAH

[swig]

[ now that she's expecting him, she doesn't jack him up against the wall this time, but she does take a moment to size him up. his height and width are easily twice her size, but that doesn't deter her; if anything, he looks like he likes getting roughed up, which is always a nice sign. ]

Sure.

[ who has time for small talk when you can just get right to punching each other out. once they get in the ring, she tests the give of the wraps around her knuckles with a bit of a frown but doesn't hesitate to quickly close the distance between them. this isn't the same as training hulk, but she approaches it in the same way: not shy about getting up in his space and using her smaller size to her advantage, only barely holding back her strength. ]