Caged Animal (Open)

[ohcaptainmycaptain]

Who: Sasha, anyone.
When: Day she arrives, mid-afternoon
Where: The edge of camp.
What: Staring down the outside world.
Warnings: Sasha will be a bit mouthy.

Sasha's first move after her tour of the camp, and the explanation of the situation? She was at the border, staring out into the rather unimpressive expanse of NOTHING. She was expecting a large fence and wolves or something big and melodramatic. Nope, just... grass, and a tree. Naturally she wanted to just defiantly stride out into this nothing but something told her there was more than a little danger at the edge of camp.

So she stood there, staring out, trying to determine if this was a better way to spend her day than talking about sex with Michelle. She honestly thinks the 'monsters' that may or may not be outside would be less bloody an affair than talking about sex with a former Vegas Showgirl. This wasn't fair, she was already far from her parents, now one of them claims custody without telling her who they are!? What sort of stupid system is that. If she's going to be here she'd at least like to know who her parent is.

"The only good news is that if 'the buzz' is true I can at least get something good in New York City. They wouldn't make a show about it if it didn't at least have nice clothes," Sasha mumbled, maybe she could go nap at a broadway show during the outing. That'd be a fun story to share back in Paradise. But for now... she'll stare down the border, until it blinks, because she won't.

Comments

[ohcaptainmycaptain]

"...Or be faster than whoever I'm with?" Well that was a cheery thought wasn't it. The whole not needing to outrun the dragon joke was no longer as funny as it was.

"Not too long a wait, that's good I guess. Don't really have a fake ID though..." not that she was opposed to stealing, she was just opposed to more trouble than she needed. "You can buy."

[neutralally]

"You're just always thinking on the bright side, aren't you?" He shook his head. Even he wouldn't be so cold as to leave someone in his dust to be gobbled up by a monster.

He seemed to consider this idea for a long moment. "I could..." His lips twitched into a smile. "But I don't have an ID either. Left them in my other pants." Pants that happened to be back at home. Not that he really needed an ID in a city where his face was recognized by locals.

[ohcaptainmycaptain]

"One of my many talents," Yeah, this was depressing, to be fair the world wasn't much better. Still, it was a talent she was proud of, even if it was only good for cutting down others.

"Please, anyone carding you has to be blind or hitting on you," Even if she couldn't put an exact age on him, it was over 21. Heck, he acted old when she talked about things. "And there have to be plenty of people in New York who don't care, right?"

[neutralally]

Ouch. Way to hit a guy creeping up on middle-aged in the gut. If only his actions matched up to his age because now he was going into full on pout mode.

"You really shouldn't insult the guy you're asking a favor from, you know?" Luckily, Worick isn't the type to hold grudges. At least...not over something as little as this.

[ohcaptainmycaptain]

"Oh don't pout, it's unbecoming. I was only saying you don't look like a lost little high school boy," Really, pouting? She could tell you to act your age but that's kinda how this mess started.

"And right now, it's really useful, since your ID is in your other pants."

[neutralally]

Of course his response is to stick his tongue out at her. Act his own age? Yeah right. This is so much more fun though.

"Alright, alright, I'll see what I can do. Do you got a preferred brand of beer that you would like, princess?"