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kore_logs2013-05-27 10:24 pm
zen_navigator) wrote in kore_logs2013-05-27 10:24 pm
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Introductions
Who: Dirk and Pinkman
What: Laying of ground rules
Where: House 13
When: Day 75
The River girl had said rooms were unoccupied, but not entire houses, so he doesn't bother looking for a place that's empty of personal effects. The first place he looks into is a little smaller than some of the other houses he's seen, but two of the three bedrooms seem to be free. Sharing with one person can't be as bad as all that, right? He'd done it in university and his roommate had only requested a room transfer twice.
He drops his overcoat and jacket in the largest bedroom and wanders into the kitchen searching for a clean glass and something to drink. Every dish seems to be in the sink. Instead of exploring the piled up dishes in the sink, he starts prodding into the cabinets instead. He finds a bottle of whiskey and sets it aside for the moment. Half-way through his examination, he catches sight of the camera in the corner of the room and climbs onto the counter to get a better look at it. Lab rats, indeed. This is more like a Big Brother house. The wiring goes directly into the wall, so there's going to be no following it without tearing up the wall. Well, something for later. He taps at the lens, then makes a face at it for good measure. This is frustrating. This is stupid. This is not acceptable.
Still on the counter, he growls and kicks the wall, denting the plaster in the process, then points what he hopes is a menacing finger at the camera. "I am going to figure this out."
What: Laying of ground rules
Where: House 13
When: Day 75
The River girl had said rooms were unoccupied, but not entire houses, so he doesn't bother looking for a place that's empty of personal effects. The first place he looks into is a little smaller than some of the other houses he's seen, but two of the three bedrooms seem to be free. Sharing with one person can't be as bad as all that, right? He'd done it in university and his roommate had only requested a room transfer twice.
He drops his overcoat and jacket in the largest bedroom and wanders into the kitchen searching for a clean glass and something to drink. Every dish seems to be in the sink. Instead of exploring the piled up dishes in the sink, he starts prodding into the cabinets instead. He finds a bottle of whiskey and sets it aside for the moment. Half-way through his examination, he catches sight of the camera in the corner of the room and climbs onto the counter to get a better look at it. Lab rats, indeed. This is more like a Big Brother house. The wiring goes directly into the wall, so there's going to be no following it without tearing up the wall. Well, something for later. He taps at the lens, then makes a face at it for good measure. This is frustrating. This is stupid. This is not acceptable.
Still on the counter, he growls and kicks the wall, denting the plaster in the process, then points what he hopes is a menacing finger at the camera. "I am going to figure this out."
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"Cats," he responds a little blankly as he yanks a bag of ice out of the freezer, turns back and drops it unceremoniously on the counter, tugs open the zip tie for Dirk and turns the bag around for him. His own, he takes without rocks, takes a healthy sip and grimaces a bit at the strength. "Yo, assassins? Like hitmen?" Like the mafia?? "Shit sounds exciting, ya ever get in anything real cool? Like a shootout?"
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