video ; @thundaga

[astraphilia]

[ hello and welcome to Boredom Hours, sponsored by one too many midafternoon beers and a perpetual inability to not immediately make his ennui everyone else's problem. today's host is... Reno!

when the video starts, it's to a shockingly decently framed shot of Reno doing the hooligan squat on the front stoop of his apartment building. he's got a lit cigarette hanging from his mouth, and once he's sure that the video is rolling he takes a long drag of it before he speaks. ]

Sup. I'm Reno. Some of ya may know me from my colorful past as "guy who got yanked into pool by tentacle monster."

[ probably nobody knows him that way but it's fine. we are not concerned with strict veracity here. Reno blows a neat smoke ring and grins the kind of grin that means he knows he's being a pain in the ass. ]

I was thinkin', y'know, there's only so many of us. Probably ain't a bad idea to get to know each other, right? [ he gestures with his cigarette as he speaks as if to underscore his words. ] We need some conversation starters. Some icebreakers, y'know? Everybody's favorite highlight from their corporate bonding retreats.

So! [ he holds up a hand to count on.

one finger. ] Two truths and a lie. Post 'em, let other people guess. I'll leave mine too. Shoutout to the blond girlie who had that party a couple months back for this one.

[ two fingers. ] Hot or not. Or smash or pass, whatever you wanna call it. Post yourself and let people vote, if you're brave. Or post your friends if you want to fuck around. You can all see my face right now so count that as my submission.

[ three fingers. ] Creativity exercise, open prompt. You can go anywhere, be anybody, do anything you want. The world ain't ending and there's no war or whatever the hell going on. Who are you and what are you doing? [ brief smoke break, and then Reno stubs the butt out on the cement, exhaling as he says, ] Me, I wanna make mediocre coffee for minimum wage and not worry about shit except makin' rent.

[ and lastly, four fingers. ] "Reno, this is fuckin' stupid and I don't want to do it." Okay, nobody's got a gun to your head. We ain't even got guns here. Do what you want.

[ his four fingers curl in so he can offer a cheerful, if a bit manic, thumbs-up before he reaches out to turn off the video.

just before he touches the button, though, he pauses as if something just occurred to him— ] Oh, shit—also, drop map pins for your favorite restaurant in this place. I'm in the market for new eats, bonus points if it's spicy.

[ okay, now he's gone. ]

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[fauned]

( can they even get in... they'll find a way.

anyway, she wants to make good on the whole 'bring as many blankets and quilts as she can carry' thing, so of COURSE she's here as a beast of burden. ya girl has a strength of 7 otherwise. no cart, only horse and the meticulous draping of sheet after sheet on her back and the singular one left still between her teeth.

the shapechange gets dropped the moment she gets to the door, her whole pile plummeting on the ground behind her. the one she's still biting at least gets taken out and held properly..... )

Is the door open?

1/2

[icanfixer]

[ soooooooo cool as ever fearne. ]

It will be!

[ don't worry girl she's got it, check this shit out.

...

the bookstore's door will be fixed like, overnight, so there's no harm in shoulderbashing it open and also what are the chances that angela's even in here, zero to none, don's rearing back and slamming that door right open it is shaking in its hinges and the bell at the top is clattering like hell!!!!!!!! ]

Perdona la entrada abrupta, but Don Quixote hath arrived!!!!!!!!!

2/2

[icanfixer]

[ ...

...

staring at angela, then leaning backwards to fearne: ]

I am seeing a specter, I fear.

closes my fucking eyes

[worldexecute]

( angela looks up from her phone

stares. stares. sets her phone down and tries to look like she hasn't been living here for the past few days-- )

If you knocked, I would have opened the door for you. What the hell are you doing?

[fauned]

( sorry what was that she's busy admiring the fact that she just bodied that door? lock picks what? )

Huh? I know the place is kinda haunted but - ( since she's outside, she just peeks around the now VERY open door to see.. one of the biggest uh ohs ever. )

What are you doing here?

( ????? yeah. counter question. that'll work. )

[worldexecute]

( ...um. )

That's not important. Answer me.

[icanfixer]

[ who needs a thief when you have a barbarian and etc. ]

Miss Fearne is going to tuck me in.

[fauned]

( she's now pointing at the rather large pile of blankets she's accumulated outside. see! )

Do you want to be tucked in too?

[worldexecute]

( you two have homes.... )

I appreciate the offer, but just pretend I'm not here and you haven't seen me. ( going back to... to........ she doesn't know she's been discovered she's off balance now-- ) Are you planning on sleeping here as well, or is this just an exercise?

[icanfixer]

Only an exercise! I must return home after and tuck in Young Sinclair as well, when the time has come. But a nap may be permissible to whittle the day away.

[ okay she's tugging some of the blankets inside she's a gentleman after all. to their nap... rather, the booknook. ]

[fauned]

( seeing that don has started to move some of the blankets in, she's going to throw the singular one in her hands to join the ones over at the little nook. helping! )

Are you working on a secret thing? ( why else would she not want people to know she's here.. ) You might as well join in since we got all of the stuff over anyway. I could tuck you both in!

[worldexecute]

( maybe a girl just wants to live among books just like she deserves to huh totally bereft of companionship HUH MAYBE-- )

...Sure. Yes, I am. ( she'll figure out what it is later. ) Are you so keen on taking all of my firsts, Fearne?

( neither of you misconstrue this or she swears to the wings-- )

[icanfixer]

Has she taken thy first kiss?!

[ sorry ]

[fauned]

( she's leaning a bit more towards don, whispering conspiratorially behind a lifted hand. it's a stage whisper at best. )

Not yet.

( im not )

[icanfixer]

[ omw.

whispering back: ]

I have become well-versed in taking first kisses as of late, so allow me this honor if nothing else. We are of the same City, Miss Fearne.

[worldexecute]

( YET??? help her. )

I-- go back to your exercise before I revoke your rights to be here. ( . ) And put my door back please.

[fauned]

( well, first of all, )

Nice.

( she's absolutely going for a highfive with don before anything else. it's important. and THEN: )

I don't know if the door is going to stay on though? She wrecked it pretty good.

[icanfixer]

[ ... you get high fives for that??? okay, don will comply. it was embarrassing at the time so it's bit of a shyfive but it's fine. ]

It shan't stay, but I can... at least align it... Let us move all that we shall need inward, Miss Fearne, and allow me to rectify my mistakes.

[worldexecute]

( anything to indicate to people they're closed is fine..... )

Thank you. ( ... ) And give me one of those blankets.

[fauned]

( scuttles.. she can only carry a few at a time but she does at least get some of them in. there's a brief moment of struggle, but hey! she manages eventually. when one is delivered into the hands of angela, she's also going to start laying some of them out flat as to provide a better place to lay down. )

Are you planning on sleeping here then?

[icanfixer]

That won't do, Angela! It has begun to cool as the seasons change, and thou shalt catch thy death out here soon enough!

[ honestly... letting don chide you? terrible. she'll get to. fixing the door best she can, realigning it and trying her best to at least get it to stay more. there... there... not there... there..? ]

Give her two, Miss Fearne.

[worldexecute]

One is fine. ( as she will demonstrate by wrapping herself in it. also catching a cold was not a concern before the store MYSTERIOUSLY GOT A DRAFT IN THE LAST TEN MINUTES.... ) Thank you.

( are you planning on sleeping here.... )

...And yes, I am. It's comfortable.

[fauned]

Oh. Okay.

( <- girl who sleeps in the forest sometimes. so no this doesn't get too many questions just yet. back to patting down blankets.. making sure they have a soft enough spot to lay down. duvets are involved somehow. it's halfway to an okay pillow fort. )

Well! Both of you would need to lie down at some point. Side by side or wherever you think would be cozy for you.

[icanfixer]

[ <- girl who has slept worse places before so honestly she isn't going to ask too many questions either, but also is diving into the halfway okay pillowfort as soon as she is satisfied with the door. ]

I am fine however! I can sleep beside, or at the foot, or whatever it is Angela should like to do... Heehee, this is the first time I am having a "sleepover" with those alike to myself.

[ this isn't a okay. let her kick her feet... oh she's going to carefully and reverently remove her boots and set them aside, patting them gently. rest well, rocinante... ]

[worldexecute]

( wait she didnt agree to th



wings it is such a waste to try and argue with fearne. with don. with these two. angela will.... shuffle over begrudgingly, her irritation mostly just a cover for her awkwardness. )

This isn't a sleepover, and you won't be sleeping at my feet. You're not a dog, and I'm hardly your master anyway.

( it does look like a pretty nice pillow fort... she'll just pick a spot. um. )