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Jan. 22nd, 2013 08:05 pm
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[Cain has no interest in vlogging, but his video feed was switched on accidentally as he got settled into his room. So for a long while there's no sound, and the only picture is of the side of his leg. Then he notices that it's not cooperating, and he's not such a stoic prisoner that he'll just turn it off and pretend it hadn't happened.]

This is some kind of reality show, huh? 'True Lives of the Deadliest Inmates'?

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-23 09:48 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (Default)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
...And she's important. Not just to you, pet, so spill. What gives, mister?

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-23 09:58 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (black hat)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
Well now. I'm not 'er, but I can still read between lines a little. No, you don't 'ave to tell me; not my business. But she is my friend and she's 'ad a rough time lately. Go careful, eh?

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-23 10:06 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (o rly)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
You don't, eh?

[That's not disbelief so much as pure curiosity.]

No one, lovey, not on purpose. People disappear and it's 'ard on anyone that's got attached. This boat's 'ard on us sometimes. I don't reckon there's anyone on board wouldn't bend over backwards to make 'er life better, but it's still not always sunshine an' roses.

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-23 10:37 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (black hat)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
She's well thought of.

Aye, one of 'em. Might not be the one you know, mind.

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-23 10:54 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (Default)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
Two days short o' three months.

[She doesn't have to think about the answer, any more than she would if you wanted it in seconds, hours, rells or nanospans.]

Not long, really, but I've made some good friends. I like it 'ere, meself.

[She does usually, anyway.]

There's some of us that do.
Edited Date: 2013-01-23 10:55 pm (UTC)

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-23 11:25 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (black hat)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
[And this is the moment when Iris decides she likes this man; you can tell because her face blazes up into a dazzling grin of approval.]

Aye, exactly. Wildthyme's Law, Rule Number One, lovey: if you can't carry it with you it's not worth 'aving. Only make yourself miserable else.

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-25 10:18 am (UTC)
routemistress: (devil)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
Oh, I've only got one, lovey, I can't be doin' with a lot of rules. I change it up to suit the circumstances. Flexible, that's me.

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-26 01:16 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] routemistress
[She doesn't have an immediate, pat answer for this one; not so much because she doesn't know as because her reasons are multiple and shifting. Not that she considers very long before speaking.]

Well. Partly I just liked the sound o' the place, you know? Suited me to be somewhere like this for a while. I never thought too 'ard about the 'ole redemption thing before I actually got 'ere, but I've seen it working already. Living 'ere changes you, you can't 'elp it - and I've always been a fan of second chances, lovey.

[She's making some effort not to give him a significant look to go with that sentence, but not entirely successfully.]

And there's the deal, of course - I can always find a use for a stable wormhole nexus. That's if I don't change me mind before I'm done, any road. I've got a feeling getting my bloke sorted out might be a bit on the longterm side - plenty of time to think it over, eh?

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-27 12:27 am (UTC)
routemistress: (snow)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
[That question brings another smile out, a distracted, softer one that's not aimed at Cain at all.]

Goes by Deadpool. Another one o' them continuities full of grown men in Spandex. 'E's a spectacular pain in the arse. 'E's raised it to an art form, an' I'm no beginner in that department meself, you know.

[She shifts focus, still grinning.]

We'll do well. I'm a girl that likes a challenge, me. A wormhole nexus is a spacetime phenomenon; a lot of spots all over the place shortcutting back to one fixed point in spacetime - except they never are fixed, not really. I ...I knew someone once, built a nightclub on one, but she never did get it properly stabilised and it vanished up its own causality. I'm thinkin' of doing something similar. Only without the vanishing, obviously; that's where the Admiral comes in, see?

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-27 10:49 am (UTC)
routemistress: (Hmmm)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
[And suddenly she's all business, pleasure and distraction clearing away under an ice-grey, beadily intent gaze of her own.]

Back up there a moment, sunshine. You know 'im? If you've got 'istory, let's be 'aving it.

[She's been content not to pry into Cain's business, curious as she is; but if his business and Wade's intersect, all bets are potentially off.]
Edited (words) Date: 2013-01-27 12:40 pm (UTC)

Re: Private;

Date: 2013-01-27 10:57 pm (UTC)
routemistress: (o rly)
From: [personal profile] routemistress
That's true about most o' the folks 'ere, lovey.

[She's relaxed a little bit; still intent, but back to friendly.]

I once 'ad to tell the ...an old friend o' mine this: don't ever make the mistake o' thinkin' I'm not serious just 'cause I'm never serious, eh? Long as that's the 'ole story, we don't 'ave a problem; I 'ate 'aving problems with people I like, love.

[She adds a smile to soften that.]

...No, see, the 'ole point with the wormholes is people can get in, see? My - that other place I mentioned, she 'ad one entrance in 1930s Berlin, one in New New York; oh, I don't remember where she 'ad the rest. It were still pretty exclusive, mind. Something like that, I'm thinking; done right, it could be fabulous, don't you reckon?
Edited Date: 2013-01-27 10:58 pm (UTC)

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