teethofneedles | [thirty-third quest | elegante (take two)

...what?

You're pretty when you sleep.

[It takes Bryn a moment to grasp what Karis says. The first thing she feels is concern. Then realization of what she could be implying. It's followed soon after by wariness.]

Excuse me?

Makes me wanna just take a lock of your hair to just... savor.

Oh, wait.

I did.

WHAT?

Karis what are you talking about?

[She's not on video, but Bryn is totally checking her hair now. What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck.]

Can't I compliment you?

Your hair was just gleaming in the sunlight. Practically asked me to take it.

Karis...this is...not cool. Just not cool at all.

[Yes, Bryn is still searching for where hair might be missing. She's been out on the top deck tanning the last couple days, and she had fallen asleep the one time she'd been out there alone...]

What were you thinking? That's a total violation...

I thought you'd be flattered.

Aren't you?

...Karis...not really. People get in trouble for doing that kinda shit back at my home.

Ask me if I care.

No.

[Bryn scowled to herself. She couldn't find where the hair was missing, if it was, and she certainly couldn't know if Karis was just fucking with her or not, but it all put an uncomfortable lump in her stomach. This was just...not alright. Time to counter with something unexpected.]

Why don't you join me for coffee instead?

...what, really?

Yeah. Gimme ten and I'll meet you in the shop.

[So there.]

Fine.

_{[Fuck you Bryn, she'll be there.]}

[Bryn is there in something more like fifteen, but it took her a moment to find something appropriate for what she has in mind. Still, eventually she walks in and glances around to see if Karis is there yet or not.]

_{[Of course Karis is there. She's slouched in a chair, tilted back with her booted feet kicked up on the table.]}

[Bryn heads over, doing her best to hide what concern she has behind an expressionless mask. Before sitting down, she tosses Karis a palm-sized cloth bag that zips open and closed. It's meant for holding jewelry, but there's nothing inside.]

Here.

_{[Karis catches the bag with a quirked brow.]}

What's this?

Well for the hair of course.

[Bryn rolls her eyes. Whether or not Karis took the hair was irrelevant. Bryn had decided to counter Karis with some small show of bravado.]

Or were you planning on some sort of voodoo ritual?

Does brainwashin' magic count as voodoo?

_{[Karis chuckles darkly. She's not serious.

OR IS SHE?]}

[Bryn snorted, secretly hoping that Karis couldn't actually do something like that. Did she have some abilities she didn't know about?]

Different kind of magic I think.

[Bryn looked back to the counter where they served coffee.]

You care what kinda coffee I grab or should I just pick something?

_{[Karis snickered.]}

Don't care as long as it's black, strong and bitter.

Sounds like the opening for a bad joke. "I like my coffee like I like my women!" or something.

[Bryn pushed away from the table and started pouring a cup of coffee for Karis, and one for herself. She left half her cup empty for milk and sugar, and once everything was all prepared, sat back down again. Casually, she slid Karis' cup toward her.]

Here.

Could be, could be...

_{[Karis takes the mug of steaming liquid and takes a long drink. She can half-feel the burn as it rolls down her throat and she sets the mug back on the table a moment later.]}

Good stuff.

It tends to be.

[Bryn took a sip of her own coffee, and watched Karis over the rim contemplatively. When she set the mug down, she tilted her head at the other woman.]

So. Been keeping busy it seems.

Meh. Been bored outta my damn skull.

Nothing new there. Can't find something to do? There's a lot of stuff on board that most people don't even try. Ton of books and movies if nothing else.

...movies?

_{[Karis squints.]}

[Bryn raised an eyebrow.]

You have seen movies, haven't you? At least one?

[Did Karis know what a movie was? Bryn had no idea...]

...nope. What the Hell are they?

...they're basically moving pictures with sound. A recorded play?

Hey. Hey Karis.

Didja get the lock of hair I breathed on?

I dunno. Maybe?

I didn't take you one for sloppy seconds.

[badumtish]

You seen me? I'll take what I can get.

Good luuuck~

[She's not vindictive enough to keep pursuing this exercise in creeping. Farewell, Karis!]

[This is Bryn not responding but she totally thought better of you Lilith. Seriously.]

[When she's cranky and vindictive over a slightly bruised ego, sadly almost anything is possible.]

[Hey it wasn't like Bryn didn't want to fool around with Lilith, she just wasn't single anymore and didn't have that option anymore.]

[Such a tragedy. 8((]

[thirty-third quest | elegante (take two) | audio] Like a Creeper.

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[Audio]SO SORRY BRYN D8

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