[Lesedi seems blessed with the ability to act without any kind of self awareness what so ever, and so Luci's enthusiasm or lack there of never seems to make much difference to her. Nor does the dip into casual conversation after whatever the hell went on between them that particular night.]
Which truck thing would that be?
[She's only half listening, and that much is obvious.]
[Aw, that's too bad. Well, the Carnival is still fairly low on the totem pole she supposes.]
We did a show on the back of a moving flatbed and and the audience drive behind us to watch. It's how we pulled Ace in. [She pulls a cigarette out of her jacket and a lighter.] You want one?
SORRY THIS IS SO LATE I will tag it properly if you want to now.
[Lesedi has a lot of things going around in her head at any given moment - at the very least, acknowledging that she is aware of it would imply more personal interest then she usually shows off easily. Still, she'll take the cigarette, though.]
Sure.
[She whistles softly, and the cigarette lights without need of a lighter.]
I could smoke at least two dozen of these tonight.
[Huh. Well, you don't see that everyday. Vaguely Luci wonders if the snapping-fire-thing is somehow an inferior version of what Lesedi just did, but she doesn't linger on the thought too long.]
Yeah? How come?
[This is how it goes, of course. Lesedi acts as though Luci didn't say a word about the performance and starts venting.]
That idiot Squalo tried pulling one over on me earlier! I can't believe the gall of that bastard. I had to throw him into that book case over there before he learned his fucking lesson.
[She helpfully points to the book case in question, which looks fine, while Squalo is probably not.]
...Squalo? [Luci looks floored, but after a beat she can't say she's totally unsurprised. He had an incredibly hard head, and he could be truly idiotic when he thought he had something to gain. In this case, apparently, it was gambling with Lesedi Santiago.]
[Luci feels a brief flash of fury, and thoughts of punishment for calling out bullshit leave a bad taste in her mouth. But those quiet down very quickly, not just because she's naked in Lesedi's bed but... something else tells her to be quiet.]
I'm surprised, he can be thick-headed and can say some stupid shit. Why did you make an exception?
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interstellarnpcs) wrote2015-09-21 08:13 pm
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Which truck thing would that be?
[She's only half listening, and that much is obvious.]
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We did a show on the back of a moving flatbed and and the audience drive behind us to watch. It's how we pulled Ace in. [She pulls a cigarette out of her jacket and a lighter.] You want one?
SORRY THIS IS SO LATE I will tag it properly if you want to now.
Sure.
[She whistles softly, and the cigarette lights without need of a lighter.]
I could smoke at least two dozen of these tonight.
Okay!
Yeah? How come?
[This is how it goes, of course. Lesedi acts as though Luci didn't say a word about the performance and starts venting.]
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[She helpfully points to the book case in question, which looks fine, while Squalo is probably not.]
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...and that's it? [Read: did you kill him?]
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[She looks at her fingernails disinterestedly.]
He had to be disciplined. I tell you, if anyone else had given me that sort of attitude...thinking he can manipulate me.
But I made an exception.
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[Luci feels a brief flash of fury, and thoughts of punishment for calling out bullshit leave a bad taste in her mouth. But those quiet down very quickly, not just because she's naked in Lesedi's bed but... something else tells her to be quiet.]
I'm surprised, he can be thick-headed and can say some stupid shit. Why did you make an exception?