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voidtreckerexpress2019-07-08 09:06 am
enthunder) wrote in voidtreckerexpress2019-07-08 09:06 am
[OTA] Laundry
Who: Lightning, Little One/Buttercup, Open
Where: Storage Car (laundry floor); Sleeper car
When: Apple, Day 4
What: With three days' worth of laundry, only some of it blood-stained, Light decides to get ahead of the game in the name of team points.
Warnings: Potential language
Notes: Starting in actiontags but use whatever you're comfy with and I'll match <3
Sleeper Car
[ Four large suitcases have been dragged out of the luggage car and left in the common section of the sleeper in the morning hours of Day 4, one of them already containing some of Lightning's red clothing and another her first pair of cargo pants and socks. She hopes it'll be self-explanatory, but just in case, she knocks on each cabin to get the attention of anyone inside and calls out a quick, ] Got any dirty clothes? Put'em in the cases out here.
[ That should be enough that everyone'll notice. She pauses in the midst of the suitcases, running a hand through her fringe distractedly. Do they have markers anywhere? She could write on them... but no, she'll just assume no one's an idiot. ]
Storage/Laundry section
[ She's hopefully collared Little One and/or Tony by now, but if not, it's not her lookout. She needs those stupid points to see if the train'll sell her a proper weapon - if they need 'em too, they'll show up.
The suitcases have migrated from the sleeper now that it's been a few hours; they're lined up against one of the walls in the store so she can sort the contents. She's trying not to look out of the window - they're passing through what she can only assume is the lime green sector of the void, and the entire room is limned in a sickly glow. She's stood, bathed in green void light, holding a box of detergent. It's a ridiculously mundane task to be doing in this environment, but it's this or go stir-crazy. ]
Let's.... try doing the purple first.
Where: Storage Car (laundry floor); Sleeper car
When: Apple, Day 4
What: With three days' worth of laundry, only some of it blood-stained, Light decides to get ahead of the game in the name of team points.
Warnings: Potential language
Notes: Starting in actiontags but use whatever you're comfy with and I'll match <3
Sleeper Car
[ Four large suitcases have been dragged out of the luggage car and left in the common section of the sleeper in the morning hours of Day 4, one of them already containing some of Lightning's red clothing and another her first pair of cargo pants and socks. She hopes it'll be self-explanatory, but just in case, she knocks on each cabin to get the attention of anyone inside and calls out a quick, ] Got any dirty clothes? Put'em in the cases out here.
[ That should be enough that everyone'll notice. She pauses in the midst of the suitcases, running a hand through her fringe distractedly. Do they have markers anywhere? She could write on them... but no, she'll just assume no one's an idiot. ]
Storage/Laundry section
[ She's hopefully collared Little One and/or Tony by now, but if not, it's not her lookout. She needs those stupid points to see if the train'll sell her a proper weapon - if they need 'em too, they'll show up.
The suitcases have migrated from the sleeper now that it's been a few hours; they're lined up against one of the walls in the store so she can sort the contents. She's trying not to look out of the window - they're passing through what she can only assume is the lime green sector of the void, and the entire room is limned in a sickly glow. She's stood, bathed in green void light, holding a box of detergent. It's a ridiculously mundane task to be doing in this environment, but it's this or go stir-crazy. ]
Let's.... try doing the purple first.
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It's gonna be an hour of sitting around, but I won't stop you... What's there to dress up for?
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[And privacy's not much of a thing. But yes, she does tend to leave the intimidation thing to Dread. He's good at it...]
Nothing yet, but there's no telling there won't be. And it always helps to clean up nice if we need to do something diplomatic...
[Though Sarai realizes that's probably going to be something she does...]
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You think we'd have to do something like that?
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[At least in part because it didn't bother her a bit!]
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In that case I'll definitely help you find a dress... if we ever get to a shop.
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You're on, I certainly wouldn't mind the help! Though you don't seem like a dress person. Perhaps a sort of dress suit? You don't have to go on a diplomatic mission, but sometimes I feel as if it helps to look sharp.
It's not as if I wouldn't convince Dread to do the same. Dress up, I mean. [And poor Dread, he does often acquiesce to the whims of his wife...]