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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closed to SCARAMOUCHE

[redwinekindofgirl]

So, we going out there or what?

[Julie has her face almost pressed against the glass, trying to peer out at the scattered remains of the massive robotic spider that had recently been dispatched over the graveyard. Scaramouche is really the last person she expected to want to go out there, but he's overall the last person she might have expected enjoying spending so much time around...

Yet, here they are, about to go on an investigating adventure(!) outside. Together. And she's going to trust that he won't pull some kind of weird prank on her.]

I'm ready, come on.

[Hopefully there isn't another one of those massive spiders. She doesn't know about Scaramouche, but she's pretty sure she isn't put together to fight something like that.]

open; physical exam

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Julie's no stranger to army-style physical trials, but that doesn't mean she's ever been particularly great at them. Running gives her asthma attacks, though running when she isn't scared for her life poses significantly less risk...

But who knows with these robots.

She goes for it because she has nothing to lose by not doing it, and somehow manages to make it to the end with seconds to spare off the time that she is sure is much less than she started off with. Covered in mud, with splinters in her hands and streaked with a bright purple dye that she hasn't noticed yet, she takes a shot of her inhaler as her chest wheezes on each inhale and looks over the course.]

Might go again. Maybe.

open; agriculture zone

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She isn't doing anything.

Julie lies in the middle of an open section of the agriculture area, on her back in the grass with her arms and legs slightly spread and her eyes shut. A white creature shaped like a small dragon curls around the top of her head, while a small cat lies curled on her chest, carried by the up-down movements of her breathing.

There's dirt under her fingernails and a trowel near her hand, but right now... Right now, she isn't doing anything.

And it's kind of nice.]

open; network

[redwinekindofgirl]

Anyone up for laser tag?
I don't just want to play against the bots. I feel like they'll cheat.