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genessia2019-01-08 08:08 pm
thefirething) wrote in genessia2019-01-08 08:08 pm
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action: Ota! choose your own adventure-style! All options open to all.
Who: Charlie McGee
What: Typical DITL. Charlie can be found in several locations.
When: January 8th, all day.
Where: All over.
Warnings: None at the moment
Cake Town: Attleton in the AM, Fayren in the PM
The first stop of Charlie's day is one of the Cake Town stores. She has schedules to put up, orders to place, customers and people to interact with. It's fine, she'll be fine. This is okay. When she's not busy making food for customers, she can be found seated at one of the chairs, working on the schedule and looking up new recipes to add to the menu. And while she's seated, she's eating. It's a crepe with chocolate and strawberries, one of the ones people can get at Cake Town. She really should have gone for something healthier, but none of her adults are around. This is the decision of a teenager who hasn't had much access to food until recently. She'll eat what she wants.
Axiom Games: Early afternoon - Genessia City
Charlie isn't really sure what brought her to Axiom. Maybe it was the noise and flashing lights and laughter, but she finds herself stepping in, looking around, and buying tokens to play games. Soon enough, she's playing at a First Person Shooter style zombie game, and she's not doing too well. It's kind of hard to aim the gun just right, and these damn things keep popping up before she can even take care of the first ones.
Eventually, she dies, and with a huff of frustration, she steps away from the game. Hands on her waist, a faint scowl on her face that looks more amused than angry. And then more money is put in and she decides to keep trying, mumbling herself in a tone that doesn't sound angry, despite the words.
"...stupid, god-damn exploding...piece of hairy garbage...you're gonna get it." Resting the toy rifle against her shoulder, Charlie decides to try again and does a tiny bit better this time.
Just a tiny bit.
Garden Park: Mid-afternoon - Genessia City
Charlie is taking a break from being inside. She doesn't do well with all that sitting inside a building, so she's happy to catch a much-needed respite from crowds and people. She has Andi and Victor with her, both dogs happy with chew toys and nibbling at the bowls of food Charlie set up for them so she can eat her own sandwich in peace.
She has a book nearby, too. Pinocchio. She's read it a million times over, but there's something about the soft smile on her face that may suggest this book brings her joy. Occasionally, she reaches up to pet Andi or Victor, but for the most part, she's pretty happy with reading about the little wooden boy and the trouble he gets himself into.
What: Typical DITL. Charlie can be found in several locations.
When: January 8th, all day.
Where: All over.
Warnings: None at the moment
Cake Town: Attleton in the AM, Fayren in the PM
The first stop of Charlie's day is one of the Cake Town stores. She has schedules to put up, orders to place, customers and people to interact with. It's fine, she'll be fine. This is okay. When she's not busy making food for customers, she can be found seated at one of the chairs, working on the schedule and looking up new recipes to add to the menu. And while she's seated, she's eating. It's a crepe with chocolate and strawberries, one of the ones people can get at Cake Town. She really should have gone for something healthier, but none of her adults are around. This is the decision of a teenager who hasn't had much access to food until recently. She'll eat what she wants.
Axiom Games: Early afternoon - Genessia City
Charlie isn't really sure what brought her to Axiom. Maybe it was the noise and flashing lights and laughter, but she finds herself stepping in, looking around, and buying tokens to play games. Soon enough, she's playing at a First Person Shooter style zombie game, and she's not doing too well. It's kind of hard to aim the gun just right, and these damn things keep popping up before she can even take care of the first ones.
Eventually, she dies, and with a huff of frustration, she steps away from the game. Hands on her waist, a faint scowl on her face that looks more amused than angry. And then more money is put in and she decides to keep trying, mumbling herself in a tone that doesn't sound angry, despite the words.
"...stupid, god-damn exploding...piece of hairy garbage...you're gonna get it." Resting the toy rifle against her shoulder, Charlie decides to try again and does a tiny bit better this time.
Just a tiny bit.
Garden Park: Mid-afternoon - Genessia City
Charlie is taking a break from being inside. She doesn't do well with all that sitting inside a building, so she's happy to catch a much-needed respite from crowds and people. She has Andi and Victor with her, both dogs happy with chew toys and nibbling at the bowls of food Charlie set up for them so she can eat her own sandwich in peace.
She has a book nearby, too. Pinocchio. She's read it a million times over, but there's something about the soft smile on her face that may suggest this book brings her joy. Occasionally, she reaches up to pet Andi or Victor, but for the most part, she's pretty happy with reading about the little wooden boy and the trouble he gets himself into.
Cake Town - Fayren, PM
Neil's voice comes from Charlie's elbow, where he's standing over her with his thumbs hooked in the belt loops of his jeans with a broad, openly fond smile. He's not worried about Charlie with a business to run--she's strong, she's smart, and she's not alone--but things about it nag at him. Nothing that should nag at a father, but do because he knows things most fathers don't.
The fear that comes from doing something alone. The relief of a safety net, someone close who can help. The healing power of knowing that somewhere, some place, there's one or more people that care enough to be concerned.
So he makes a point of popping up when she's not expecting him, rarely offering advice or asking after her, but always trying out the menu or praising what she's doing right because she's got this--and if the day comes when she doesn't, she knows he's around.
Leaning over, Neil kisses the top of her head and circles the table to pull out the chair across from her and make himself comfortable.
"She'd try to make you eat healthy--but we fire bugs need our calories. Still, protein does last longer if you're metabolism ramps up. Means you can go longer without havin' to stop for a meal break. Say the word and I'll go grab you a burger or somethin'."
Re: Cake Town - Fayren, PM
But she's going to continue eating the food she made for herself, because it's delicious.
"Can we do burgers for dinner tonight?"
Re: Cake Town - Fayren, PM
His gaze flicks down briefly as he draws back, skimming the paperwork in front of her. He doesn't mean to, but the names come together in his mind's eye, the schedule laying itself out in his head...
"Just a suggestion, but you might wanna flip your Tuesday and Thursday personnel. Top name, and third from the bottom--if they're closin' on Monday, spacing out the late shifts means fresher men." Glancing up, and realizing what he's done, he smiles sheepishly.
"Sorry...job hazard: used to have to schedule guard rotations back home." he explained. "Not butting in, honest. Just forgot myself--pretend I didn't say anything."
Re: Cake Town - Fayren, PM
"No, don't apologize. I've never run a business before. I appreciate all the advice I can get. And can we stop for pizza for dinner?"