scammin: (Basic - Helmet)
Deandra "Sweet Dee" Reynolds ([personal profile] scammin) wrote in [community profile] fuckthistown 2019-03-01 05:22 pm (UTC)

She pokes it with the edge of the bloody plank. It's definitely dead. She definitely put that sucker in the ground.

"I'm holed up in some shithole bar down the road." She went looking for the bar first, naturally, partially for chemical reasons and partially because it was the environment that would most feel like home to her, like she's an amphibian returning to water. Or a vampire returning to its coffin at night. A robot returning to its battery port.

She hadn't found alcohol, and that seems like a cruel trick, but it makes her comfortable to hole up there instead of in an abandoned school or motel or anything like that. The back office even has a couch she can sleep on, although she has to dangle her feet over the armrest. Most importantly for now, it has a furnace they can heat the place with.

Although, looking at herself now, she wonders if she might have done better staking her claims on a clothing store. She picks a chunk of what appears to be skin out of her hair, nose wrinkling.

"I could use a lookout and you could probably use shoes. Once you're not, you know." She gestures at his gorilla body. He said he would only be like this for a while. "In case whatever this thing is has a mommy."

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