what's up space girl [for [personal profile] chiron_survivor]

Aug. 14th, 2017 12:59 pm
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After parting ways with Adia, the dazed cop headed towards the Shopping District to find a motel. Freddy remembers the walk as a series of sidewalks and brightly lit stores passing by in a blur, viewed through hazy tunnel vision. The next thing he recalls with any real clarity is wandering into the lobby of an old and slightly dilapidated building marked HOTEL with a flickering neon sign.

Since then, it’s been slightly reminiscent of when he first moved to LA-- only a lot weirder, and experienced from under the shadow of everything that went down with the heist and in the warehouse. He has no job, no friends, few acquaintances, and so most of his time is spent either alone in his hotel room or wandering the Nexus.

Today, he’s in his room. Adia’s contact information is on the coffee table, next to a bag with the laundered clothes that he still plans on returning to her. He keeps meaning to send her a text message, since that seems to be the preferred mode of communication, and today he actually does:

yo, adia. it’s freddy. what’s up? i have your clothes ready. text me next time you’re in the nexus, and we can meet up.

Date: 2017-09-24 01:02 pm (UTC)
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She makes a so-so gesture with her hand. "There are a couple that are pretty good. I liked the one with Cerberus. But some were so awful that you could tell that everyone phoned it in, and not even the special effects could save it." She shakes her head, amused by Freddy's willingness to put up with bad movies. There is a kind of pleasure in watching something ridiculously absurd and mocking it with your friends. "The absolute worst one was Hercules versus the Nemean Lion. It was literally a guy in a lion suit."

It certainly does take her mind of things, to talk about stupid movies. She's not bothered by the lack of recognition in his eyes when she mentions both princesses. One was a sacrifice, a footnote in a large and tragic war, and the other played second fiddle to the hero of the story. It's another reason she's not thrilled with many of the old myths.

Anyway, it means that both her friends can enjoy their anonymity in the Nexus. She likely would have hid behind a trashcan, too, if she had recognized them at first sight. "Which one?" she asks curiously, glossing over Freddy's reluctance to introduce himself. "Were they in costume?"

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