VISIONS I HAD BURIED UNDERGROUND / RETURNING TO ABUSE US

[pecsonpecs]

open krieg rp post.

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[gunslingerqueen]

Yup! We're at twenty-two, so far, not counting state variants or foreign official plates.

[Hey, she can't cook but she can cater! Maybe it's a skill she should leverage, somehow.]

Sooo, four out of five, then?

[pecsonpecs]

Twenty-two already? We haven't even crossed state lines...

Eh. [He waves a hand.] Four and...a half. [Can't be too generous now.]

[gunslingerqueen]

That is an insanely good hot dog, then. I'm genuinely upset that I'm not hungry!

[She'd actually gotten them for him, since yes, she knew Krieg liked meat! She did too but for whatever reason the sandwiches stuck out to her more than anything else.]

We should grill while we visit your sister. [A pause, and then:] And by that I mean you grill, and I'll hand you stuff.

[pecsonpecs]

[Hungry and yet she got all this food?

...point taken.]

I'm planning on it. We don't have our own grill yet, though...and I don't know if Izzy does either.

[gunslingerqueen]

We can fix that. For escaping the clutches of fucked up labels we can gift ourselves with a grill. Maybe not a super fancy one [See, she can be money conscious!] but something to do the job right.

[What celebrates their freedom more than grilling?

Nothing, that's what.]

[pecsonpecs]

We don't really have the space for a "super fancy one" anyway.

[Seriously, those things can get huge.]

I don't really need a fancy one. I like to keep it simple. More fun that way.

[Yeah, there's something symbolic about grills, isn't there...]

[gunslingerqueen]

[They can be symbolic with Krieg, if nothing else, as simple and fun seems to be his signature, so far. But! Hopefully he's about done with the hot dog just because she can't keep her seat belt on and feed him at the same time.]

See? It all works out perfectly! Since we're probably getting there quite a bit early we'll have time to shop for that, too!

[Her plan is truly coming together, bless the universe.]

[pecsonpecs]

[Yes, he's done. Big mouth, few bites.]

Heh. You're really fired up about this, aren't you?

[gunslingerqueen]

I'm inspired today.

[And that apparently translates to extra, near boundless energy! ... The gas station fucking helped too, though, but she's not going to mention that. She does fold up the hot dog wrapper and put it in the plastic bag she's designated for trash.]

[pecsonpecs]

[So that's what she was up to.]

Maybe you needed to sleep in, huh? [He has no idea.] Oh, right.

[He hands her a key fob.]

Could you open that and hand me what's inside?

[Pills.]

[gunslingerqueen]

Maybe!

[Now to be entirely fair the sleep was a good part of it! Just not the whole. Upon being given a task she blinks and is about to ask when she goes ahead and does as asked and ... Ah, yeah, pretty self explanatory.]

Here!

[.... She kind of holds them super carefully, like suddenly her grip is going to fail and she'll fuck up his schedule or something.]

[pecsonpecs]

Thanks.

[It is a difficult task! Some of them are pretty tiny, and some of them are even cut in half. He throws the half-dozen handful of pills into his mouth in one go and washes them down with a gulp of bottled water.]

[gunslingerqueen]

Mmhm.

[.... She's not supposed to worry about this, he's got it, and he's been at it way longer than she's even had a comprehension of taking medicine long term but.]

I kind of want to ask you something, and if it's not okay just tell me.

[So she goes right ahead with it.] What do you do when you run out?

[Like, maybe there are refills and such but eventually that'll dry up and won't he need to see a doctor or something? Which is going to be really difficult to do if they're running around.]

[pecsonpecs]

All I have to do is call in to a local pharmacy. My GP is actually in my hometown, so I've never gotten my meds directly from him, he's shipped my scripts to different places.

[A pause.]

You know you don't have to feel like you're walking on eggshells for this stuff. You're living with me now, so you deserve to know about it.

[gunslingerqueen]

[That's a lot easier than she had thought it might be! Which is a relief.]

Everyone has something they'd rather keep to themselves, I guess I figured that might be it for you.

[But he's right, she knows he is. Leaning back in her seat she kicks her feat back up and grabs her notebook just like before.]

That, and it's not something I've got a lot of experience with. I don't want to say something dumb or insult you.

[Those are the worst kinds of misunderstandings.]

[pecsonpecs]

Trust me, there's plenty I like to keep to myself. My head stuff isn't one of them. And you're not going to insult me unless you intend to.

[And even then...he's got thick skin.]

You're fine, Nariko. I promise.

[gunslingerqueen]

[She looks a bit skeptical but ultimately it's better to just go ahead and trust what he's saying, she can't really do anything else.]

Okay. [It takes her a second but she finds her pen.] Is there anything else you want to do while we're there?

[Don't mind her, Krieg, she's just gonna keep writing.]

[pecsonpecs]

Hmm. [Give him a second to think about it. Nothing specific comes to mind, but...]

You know, I'd really like to spend some time chilling out. It feels like years since we've had time to just--time to ourselves.

[Although Nariko might have a different idea of 'chilling out' than Krieg does.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[Hey now, her idea of chilling only includes some mild sexual deviancy to occur during the night! The day is completely free for non-nympho activities!]

M&M's World is in Vegas, and there's this huge buffet with everything that has a great lunch time special! Oh, and we could go see the botanical garden at the Bellagio!

[Even her normal chilling is pretty active, all things said and done.]

[pecsonpecs]

[You're an animal, Iko. But he's okay with 'active' chilling.]

Is...M&M's world just a candy store?

['Cause if so...pass.]

[gunslingerqueen]

[She's an animal when undomesticated, make an honest-ish girl out of her and she'll cuddle even more than usual! But road life isn't going to allow for a dating life, so this is how it has to be, right? Right.]

I'm sure that there's candy there, but I don't think that's all it is! There's the history and toys and memorabilia and stuff! I just want a plush of the sassy green one anyway, and a blanket.

[They could really be there for twenty minutes at the most, don't be a spoil sport, Krieg.]

[pecsonpecs]

[And we wonder if Krieg has the ability to tame the beast.]

Heh. You would like the green one.

[Look, he doesn't eat the candy, but that doesn't mean he doesn't watch the commercials.]

[gunslingerqueen]

She's sassy! Who doesn't love that in a woman?

[Especially one made of chocolate.

That's really okay since the only reason she ever came to love the candy was thanks to the commercials! Advertising at it's best, yo.]

I like the yellow guy, too, I always want to give him a hug.

[She smiles at her own writing but it's really meant for Krieg, she just forget to turn her head the right way.]

[pecsonpecs]

Heh. My favorite one is the brown one.

[Yep. The wild rockstar drummer Krieg likes the calmer, bespectacled anthropomorphic candy. Goooo figure.]

[gunslingerqueen]

Huh.

[That's incredibly surprising, actually! But it also makes her consider something so important, so very thrilling that she looks over at him! And then her eyes narrow, she seems to squint, even leans in closer ...

H m m m.]