[She tossed it up and down, testing the feel and the weight. Projectiles aren't really her thing, so when she tossed it, it's close to the target but a bit too high.]
Damn sight better than mine. Are you a carnival nut?
[That the hell, he'll pitch another. His next throw is all right but it's pretty clear that despite staying in reasonable shape, athletics is not his passion.]
[He gives up on this carnival game. It was an idle whim anyhow. But since it's unmanned...
He reaches up and plucks a purple plushie bear off the line. A small one, which he lightly tosses to her. For you!]
Might wind up being one of our only past times, here. There's worse places to get stuck at than a carnival to be sure, but my god, a guy can go stir crazy being landlocked like this.
[ At least it's not WINTER anymore. She's wearing this and she's pulling on a coat, scarf and gloves. It's not too cold yet, but she'd still rather stay warm. ]
[SHE LOOKS SO CUTE. Richie dresses well but he's a cishet white guy from the eighties let's not pretend there's much worth pinterest hunting for. Smart button-ups and trousers at all times, hate it here.]
[Richie has escaped containment. Really he shouldn't be out here, we don't have hospitals or healing pods so he is living on a medieval patch-job and a dream, but he's awake, he's mobile, and he's damn depressed about the news this morning.
He'll nod to Firefly as he edges into the area, looking pale but eyes sharp as he looks around the place.]
Is it all the same as last time? Bare as a newborn's ass?
[She knows this guy went through a whole lot very recently, but if he feels well enough to walk and wander on his own, who is she to stop him? He's a grown man.]
That's a colorful way of putting it. [Not that she minds.] Nothing even looks out of place.
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W0 MONDAY
He absolutely beefs it. It conks out on the pole and bounces out of bounds.]
Some things never change.
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[Hence why he sucks.
He looks to her, lightly tosses her a ball of her own.]
You wanna give it a whirl?
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[She tossed it up and down, testing the feel and the weight. Projectiles aren't really her thing, so when she tossed it, it's close to the target but a bit too high.]
That's a little closer.
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[That the hell, he'll pitch another. His next throw is all right but it's pretty clear that despite staying in reasonable shape, athletics is not his passion.]
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[Doesn't explain further, but does watch him get much closer this time]
Not bad! Maybe you just need some practice?
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[Probably not with that throw. She's better than him but neither one of them would make it out of Little League like this.]
Eh. Forget it. It's not worth picking up this late in life, and I never was a sports guy.
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[ In another life, perhaps. ]
It can just be a way to pass the time.
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[He gives up on this carnival game. It was an idle whim anyhow. But since it's unmanned...
He reaches up and plucks a purple plushie bear off the line. A small one, which he lightly tosses to her. For you!]
Might wind up being one of our only past times, here. There's worse places to get stuck at than a carnival to be sure, but my god, a guy can go stir crazy being landlocked like this.
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I'm pretty sure there's a beach around. Being able to explore even this much is a big relief after waking up with basically nothing around.
W1 MONDAY
Would it kill them to pick a theme and stick to it?
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Is it timed to go between these... festivals?
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I guess so. Can't get enough of them, it seems.
Nothing you recognize?
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No. I've traveled a lot, but these aren't common where I'm from.
Do you know what they are?
W1: Friday
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He'll nod to Firefly as he edges into the area, looking pale but eyes sharp as he looks around the place.]
Is it all the same as last time? Bare as a newborn's ass?
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That's a colorful way of putting it. [Not that she minds.] Nothing even looks out of place.
[Picking up a blanket and shaking it open.
Nothing.]