OOM - Edgar
Oct. 14th, 2015 07:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There's a lot of stuff to get done with the Jaegers, and usually that means Chuck up manually working on them.
But you can't work all the time.
Chuck's sitting in a folding lawn chair by Tacit Ronin's feet, shaded from the overhead lights by her bulk. He's reading a Hardy Boys' mystery, having carefully cleaned his hands of grease, and finishing up a bologna sandwich.
But you can't work all the time.
Chuck's sitting in a folding lawn chair by Tacit Ronin's feet, shaded from the overhead lights by her bulk. He's reading a Hardy Boys' mystery, having carefully cleaned his hands of grease, and finishing up a bologna sandwich.
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Date: 2015-10-15 02:40 am (UTC)That's more or less the line of thinking that's brought Edgar down here, with the makeshift pillowcase bag under one arm and the massive Thark sword, too big for the pillowcase, slung across his back. He's only been here once, but he remembers the way.
... At least the way down, that is. He hasn't got the first clue where to go now he's here.
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Date: 2015-10-15 02:54 am (UTC)His mouth turns down when the sound of walking gets a little closer, though, and stands. He tosses his plastic wrap in the trash can, then considers. It'd be a hassle to lug the chair and stuff out of sight and have it end up being, like, Shephard.
Chuck drops his book on the lawn chair, and meanders a little. Maybe he can see them through the vehicles, figure out if avoidance is worthwhile.
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Date: 2015-10-15 02:59 am (UTC)He hasn't spotted Chuck yet.
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:05 am (UTC)Chuck hasn't yet, when he's decided the guy probably needs a hand more than Chuck needs his privacy, but he's only just jogged between two mechs to the next row, and started towards the main aisle when he does.
"Oi! Edgar!" He calls, not entirely sure it'll carry.
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:07 am (UTC)The tension ebbs only slightly when he recognizes Chuck.
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:21 am (UTC)His breath's slowing, his shoulders gradually coming down.
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:28 am (UTC)He glances at the stuff Edgar's carrying. "Is that a sword?"
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:35 am (UTC)A beat.
"'S there anyone else down here?"
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-15 03:40 am (UTC)And then, half apologetically: "Trying to stay out of someone's way, is what."
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-15 03:46 am (UTC)Edgar looks away. "Dunno."
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Date: 2015-10-15 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-16 02:50 am (UTC)"I don't know either of em."
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Date: 2015-10-16 03:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-16 03:25 am (UTC)"Maybe for a couple days?" he says, again a little abrupt. "Don't need a mattress, I've got a hammock."
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Date: 2015-10-16 03:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-16 03:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-16 03:37 am (UTC)In the Shatterdome, he'd ask. This looks like a bad breakup - romantic, or with a Drift partner, and either can cause havoc that's really not acceptable during the apocalypse.
But it's not the Shatterdome, and privacy probably trumps his concern.
"All right," he says, somewhat doubtful. He waves a hand, and starts off walking.
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Date: 2015-10-16 03:43 am (UTC)"Thanks," he says, low, as he starts after him. It's as much for not asking as for the offer.
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Date: 2015-10-16 03:56 am (UTC)"So, I've got some microwaveable meals and cheese and sandwich meat, probably enough for a couple days. I get fruit and real food at the bar a couple times a week, usually take showers in the gym, but I've got water stores and wipes and stuff here."
His room is a little nerve-racking, with his Striker Eureka jacket in the closet unbidden. He mostly avoids it, though he hasn't gotten the nerve to toss his key.
"I only have an incinerating toilet rigged up, but --" he shrugs, "That's not that bad, yeah?"
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Date: 2015-10-16 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-16 04:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-10-16 04:07 am (UTC)A beat.
"I've got sandwiches and stuff from the bar," he adds after a moment. "Don't have to ... share food. If you'd rather not."
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