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That is mahogany!

Who: OPEN
What: Some crates fell from the sky
Where: The Park, near the gazebo
When: Evening, day 42
Warnings: Injury, snakes, spiders, gore, violence, strong language, will update as needed
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The ropes tightly binding the metal crates together managed to keep the pyramid formation intact even as it impacted the ground. Each crate was about five feet by five feet and the entire pyramid stood at least two stories high. Some of them are empty, some aren't meant to be opened, but there are a few that contain something special.

If you can cut away the ropes and pry open the lids, you might find a real treasure! Or you might regret giving in to your curiosity.

Don't forget to share, boys and girls.

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Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa!

[ It seems all that Jesse's doing is crowd control here. There's not really so much of that to do when he can count the number of people he gives a half a shit about here on, well, one hand so far. Laura's begrudgingly entered that list already, not that it was really a leap for her to have done so, and it's killin' Jesse how quickly everyone's digging into this pile of crap. ]

[ Not that THAT'S much of a leap either. They're desperate, and starving. Jesse's half about to start prying these crates open himself. As it is he's clapping Laura on the shoulder and giving her a bit of a yank back, trying to pause her from what she's doing. ] Calm yourself, Miss Kamikaze, slow the hell down. Ya wanna get blown up?

[ Something's gonna blow up here. He can just ~~hope for~~anticipate it. ]

[ She's just about level headed enough that when he pulls her back she pauses for a moment. It's not long though, just enough time for her to turn and look at him with raised eyebrows. The caution makes sense. Sort of. There's a little part of her that agrees, thinks that maybe they should stop and think this through. There was a dead body in the fountain though, and that's still all she can see when she closes her eyes, so she just pushes his hand away. ]

I won't get blown up, calm down, I just wanna take a look okay?

[ Take a look and poke around and maybe hopefully find something worth keeping. She hesitates a moment, looks at him, then shakes her head and turns back to the box that she's (rather unsuccessfully) trying to get into. ]

Are you going to help or what?

Ya know who says they ain't about to get blown up? People who're totally about to get blown up!

[ He really doesn't know why he keeps envisioning these things bursting, everyone around his burst and popped and stuck with shrapnel. Yes, he does. He's all for food and he's all for supplies and so far, he's been safe, but this is just all too easy for this to be what it is at face value. He's uncertain. ]

[ But his hand's already off her, so he just starts to try to nudge his way in front of her and into the box. It's not very successful, she's got the body of a twelve-year-old and the stance of a linebacker, and he's not so easy on shoving women around for the sake of it. ]

I'm helpin', but I ain't lookin' forward to openin' this shit. How d'ya know that ain't rigged to shoot ya or somethin' when ya open it?

No one is getting blown up!

[ She's getting frustrated fast, mostly because this stupid box won't budge, and for all she knows there could be any number of life saving items in there. She pauses for a moment, long enough to push her hair out of her face and stare down the box a little. All determination here. She's getting into that box if it's the last thing she does.

...Here's hoping it won't be. ]

Dude. We aren't in a Saw movie. [ well ] There isn't going to be guns shooting at our faces for busting open a box. Here, push here.

[ She ducks enough to jam her shoulder against the lid, trying to wedge her fingers into the small gap, and finally, finally it opens. Laura doesn't hesitate at all in shoving her hand straight into the box. She doesn't even look first, which is a shame because moments later - ]

Woah, woah shit what was that? There's alive things in there!

Are ya sure? Have ya looked around? There's tigers in the woods! Ya wanna play a game? Cuz I sure don't!

[ He's emphatic about this, lingering behind Laura's shoulder and all but biting his nails, practically pacing on the pile, much as he can. He flinches when she manages to pry the damn thing open, leans back over her out of curiosity when she's not riddled with metal or some shit. She's not dead. That's another good sign. ]

Like rats'r what? Man, gross, shut that shit.

We're not playing any games okay? Calm down, Jesus, it's probably just bugs.

[ See, she's totally freaked about feeling things moving in there, but her hand wasn't in long enough to actually figure out what it is. Still Laura is nothing if not determined, and now more than ever she really wants whatever it is that these crates are selling. She just shoots him an unimpressed look, raising an eyebrow as she keeps the lid open. ]

What if there's stuff in there that we can use? Cans of food, heaters, hell, a way out? Rats or whatever, we've not got a lot left.

[ Deep breath. She's definitely wigging out about putting her hand back in there, but she's kind of got a point to make now. The point is really quickly ruined though, because she grabs hold of something and pulls it out, and it's not until she actually looks and sees what it is that she really panics.

Worst point made ever. That thing she's holding - and is promptly trying to drop as fast as possible? A decent sized, brown snake. She doesn't know what it is, for all she knows it's going to kill her, so all she does is shake her hand and back right up into Jesse. She might also have screamed, just a little bit. It's been a good day for those. ]

Get it off, oh my God get it the hell off me!

Oh, great. Bugs. Yeah, that's how I wanna spend my time, swattin' flies.

[ Whoa, whoa, hold on. Jesse's first reaction is immediate worry, a visceral sort of thing that makes him catch her when she backs up, his hands grabbing her arms protectively for a moment and craning his head up and over her as if he can catch a glimpse of what's in the box. But there's nothing exploding or anything, she's not hurt at all that he can tell, no bites, no scratches - ]

[ Jesse's grip relaxes on her and he just laughs instead. ]

Check it out, you actually are a girl.

[ Is he laughing at her? She has a freaking snake touching her arm and he is laughing? Wow Jesse excuse you, if she wasn't too busy shaking this thing the hell off she'd be yelling at him already. Instead Laura just keeps making noises of clear discomfort as she gingerly shoves the thing off of her arm with the free hand, and as soon as it's off she takes a few huge steps away.

Not that this means Jesse's off the hook, because as soon as she's done wiping at her arm and basically shivering all over - snakes are scary okay - she turns and shoves his upper arm, frowning. ]

Yeah, cause if it was you with that thing on your arm you totally wouldn't have been losing your shit, sure.

[ Jesse stumbles a step or two for show, still with a bit of a laugh on his face - come on, she's got the snake off now, there's no harm done, she's wigging out like a girl. ] It's all friendly, man, it didn't even bite you.

[ The snake's coiling angrily as Jesse ducks down over it, not too close but not exactly with the largest of breadth from the thing either. ] Ya think it's poisonous? I heard all about these like poisonous brown snakes all up in Australia but this ain't Australia. [ But they have sabre-toothed tigers, so, hey, who knows? ]

Man what if it had though? [ Where the sympathy, Jesse? She might have died. Anything could've happened, and all she gets is laughter?

...It is pretty funny though, now that the snake isn't actually touching her any more. She laughs a little, reaching out to grab his elbow and stop Jesse from getting much closer. ]

This could be Australia, who knows? Don't risk it though man, don't poke it or whatever. Even if it's not the things gotta hurt, right?

[ He tries to shrug off her arm with a bit of a laugh, but it's half-heartedly - he just really wants to check out this snake. ]

Yo, it don't snow in Australia. [ He's, like, twenty percent sure. ] What if it ain't poisonous, though, right? Check it out, could totally have a new pet. I always wanted a snake.

[ She's going to just keep hold of that elbow, thank you very much. She's hovering a little, peering at that snake, and when it's not attached to her arm it's honestly not as scary. ]

So what, you're going to stick your hand out and see if it bites? What if you die, dude, it's not like we've got antidotes lying around waiting for you just in case.

[ As far as pets go though, snakes are pretty cool. She's got to admit that much at least. ] You'd like, keep it in your own room and stuff right?

There's gotta be, like, books and junk to look it up, right? [ Ugh, reading. He looks plagued by the very thought. ] This little dude ain't gonna bite, I mean, lookit him. He's just scared.

Could find a tank and everything. They got some at the store? Like lobster tanks? Or hidin' out in the back somewhere. [ The poisonous thing is still a legitimate concern, but he seems pretty well and thoroughly determined. ] I ain't ever had a pet before.

Well there's a whole library, there's probably something there. I haven't even been in yet.

[ Oh my god is he actually considering keeping it as a pet? Is she actually considering letting him keep it as a pet without a fight?

It totally doesn't count as hiding when she keeps Jesse placed firmly between her and the snake, and she leans in a little closer to take another look. ]

You know, I bet we could find something. There's everything in this town, you know. I don't believe there's not some kind of tank around here...

Sure thing, man. [ Like Jesse's ever purposefully been in a library. ]

[ Jesse's gingerly tipping the crate over to dump its contents onto the ground, keeping an eye to the snake as he snatches up the cover of it and starts to coax the snake back into the crate with the cover. ] C'mon, Floyd, get your ass in gear.

[ He tosses Laura a look over his shoulder as he does so, a bit of a face at hand after her comment. ] Yeah, everything if ya lived in the eighties. Ain't even cable. I'm missin' the Discovery Channel.

Floyd? Are you calling him Floyd? As in Pink?

[ She laughs, she totally laughs, sorry Jesse, and at that look she just shoots one right back with raised eyebrows and everything. ] Whatever, we don't need TV. And you don't need Discovery Channel, you've got a snake! Just like, Attenborough voiceover some time and it's basically the same.

[ And then there's definitely a moment where she's sure that snake is going to head for them and not the box. It kind of ruins a pointed look when it's cut off by a noise closely resembling a yelp and a little step backwards. ] You keep that thing in your room though, got it. Yours.

Hell yeah, man, Pink Floyd, who the hell other Floyd?

[ That is... not the same thing, Laura, you're getting even more of a look now. ] Yo, I can't like all learn somethin' new if I'm just teachin' myself. Guess I could learn more about snakes.

[ And your little wannabe gangster roommate likes learning about animals, how lame. ]

Wassa matter? [ It's kinda funny, the noises she's making - he's never seen her so girly before, getting all nervous. ] You're afraid of him, ain'tcha?

I don't know, you could've had an uncle called Floyd or something, don't ask me. Floyd. Yeah, I dig it.

[ And she is still not appreciating that look, Jesse. She pushes his side lightly, shaking her head quickly. ] Well yeah, obviously. Better than nothing though, what do you think the people who like American Idol are going to do - hold karaoke contests in the bar? Least you found yourself some semi-related info-tainment.

[ And if he dares laugh at her she's going to kill him, seriously. She's not scared, she's definitely not scared, she's just...well. A little scared. ] Hey, shut it! I'm not alright, I just...look dude, I just don't want it in my room okay, you got that?

[ She's totally scared of it. ]

Why would I have a uncle named Floyd? What kinda redneck-ass name is that for a person? [ But it's a perfect snake name, apparently. ] Floyd.

[ He takes a half a stumbled step away, really concentrating on this whole snake catching thing too much to keep his balance all that well. ] Watch it, wouldja? I'm doin' some delicate work here. [ He chuckles at her really quite palpable fear of the snake, doesn't comment on it aloud any more than he has to. But he pauses a second, nose wrinkled up at her as he completely misses the point of the conversation. ] Karaoke. You wanna do karaoke. Are you that lame?

I don't know what you people do in Albuquerque man, you could be naming uncles Floyd for all I know?

[ For all her hiding and whining about it, when he stumbles a little she's quick to reach and grab his arm lightly, holding a moment before flicking his elbow when she lets go. ] I swear to God, you faceplant it and that thing gets you, I'm not sucking poison, not a chance in hell.

[ And then she just gives him another good old unimpressed look, because if he's seriously asking her about karaoke then that's just ridiculous. She's never rolled her eyes as much as she does these days. ] Me? No. Never, but I bet someone around here does. Look, focus okay?

It's Albuquerque, it ain't, like, Mississippi. [ Which apparently sounds like a state where a lot of people could be named Floyd. ]

[ Cue an eye roll here at her concern, though the hand at his arm is kinda touching - she's worried about this snake, and it's half a mind to just let the damn thing go now and forget it all, but he's already halfway there and so determined. ] I'm movin', I'm concentratin', alright? Look, you can't rush art -

[ As he scoops the snake a bit and nudges it into the crate, slams the lid down on over it once he manages the act and claps his hands down on the wood in a celebratory kind of way. ] Fuckin'- yeah. Bitch.

Mississippi?

[ Pretty sure they don't call people Floyd in Mississippi, but he's not going to argue that point. It's not like she's been there after all. The eye roll gets a look and a quick poke out of her tongue because whatever, she's totally not worried or anything. ]

Hey- hey look you actually got it? [ She's still not hugely thrilled with the snake idea, but he looks thrilled with himself and she's not about to ruin that by being scared. She just grins, pushing his arm lightly. ] Not bad, not bad. Tamed the beast.

Yeah, like the state. [ gosh haven't you heard of it ]

[ He lets her push him, elbowing her lightly in the side where he stands and beating the crate closed before he starts tapping a finger lightly on the side, as though it's a fish tank. ] Ya okay in there, buddy?

[ His attention diverts back to Laura with a half a grin. ] Thanks, man. I tried. Look, I ain't gonna plant him in your bed or anything, so just quit the worryin'. [ Not until he knows it's not poisonous, that is. ] How's about we check out what kinda other food we can snag while we're at it?

No shit Sherlock, what else you gonna tell me? Washington D.C. is the capital? [ Wow rude Jesse of course she's heard of the state.

But she's totally going back to this whole snake thing. She can deal with this, it's not like she's petrified of the things after all. They're actually pretty fascinating, so long as they're not like. Touching her and stuff like that. If it somehow miraculously ends up in her bed heads are going to roll. ] Yeah well, better not. And you can feed it gross mice and stuff too, I'm not doing any of that.

[ It's not often she gets grossed out by things, but feeding small rodents to an animal that already freaks her out? She draws the line there, and she doesn't even care if he calls her girly for it. ]

You know it's your turn to stick your hand in first then, right? I'm not taking the next one, it could be spiders.

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