Everyone can master a grief but he that has it.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Who: Julie Grigio & YOU.
What: Open and closed top levels, etc. Hit me up at hardtostarboard or by PM to plot!
When: All through August.
Where: All around - specified in prompts.
Warnings: None yet, will be noted in subjects if they appear.

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[redwinekindofgirl]

[She makes a face at him.]

I guess not.

[And, for the lack of anywhere else to go, Julie steps right along after him with her ears pricked for any kind of danger.]

You're still an asshole.

[numerouno]

[Scaramouche lets a short silence settle between them for a moment; how long until she cools off, he wonders.

Once they've made it over to the boneyard, his helmet turns. He peers down at her with a smile--as always.]

Not much to look at, is it, babe?

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She lets out a soft sound, a little scoff in the back of her throat, and though she's still somewhat ruffled it doesn't seem that she's sulking with him too badly.

Julie gives him a sidelong look as he speaks, then squints out over the view in front of them.]

You expecting something impressive? It's just dead stuff, if anything's even really here.

[numerouno]

Someone wanted us to see this. If they didn't, why all the lights?

[He steps forward, and as he's about to bend at his middle to examine a tablet in the front row, a bright beam shoots out of the top of it and he freezes from the ground up, his eyes wide as the light ray descends across him.

It's just a scanner.

The writing on the tombstone rearranges itself.]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She swallows down a retort, knowing damn well that he's right and that everything here seems designed to be seen somehow. Nothing feels as if it happens for no reason. Julie stays silent and still for a few moments, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, then she makes a face and huffs out a sharp breath.

Then the scanner falls across him, and she grabs his arm as if to pull him back, only to freeze as well.]

... What the actual fuck.

[numerouno]

[It would have been too bad if that were a laser just now.

The lettering stops shuffling around, Julie offers her eloquent opinion, and Scaramouche finally notices her hand on his arm, giving it a glance. It brings a smile back to his face as he tilts his head to look down at her.]

What'd I tell ya?

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She makes a face at him.]

I'm still mad at you.

[But she will admit that he hasn't let her down so far, and she trust him enough to believe that he won't let her down if he can help it.]

Just so you know.

[numerouno]

[Scaramouche offers her an impish grin through his helmet, gently but pointedly removing his arm from her grip, then turns to leave her side, continuing his oh-so-casual stroll through the graveyard. Each scanner he passes tries to look him up and down just like the first one did. He glances around with minor interest.

What else could be hiding under all the sand?]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She hangs back to watch him for a minute, observing the way the scanners catch him each time he walks by one. They'll do the same to her, if she moves, but she has to wonder--]

Hey!

[And running isn't all that easy in these suits, but she manages to jog to catch up to him.]

What do you think scanners like that see when they look at you?

[numerouno]

[He barely hears her voice over the wind gust that rushes into the pit. The sound of her steps hurrying toward him makes him turn in her direction, and when she's at his side again he looks down at her to answer:]

Don't worry about it, baby, they seem to like us.