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The beach, Saturday evening

It took a little bit of hunting -- it wasn't exactly yule goat season anymore -- but he'd managed to get himself a reasonably large straw goat to stand in for Krampus. The thing was about four feet tall, decorated in jaunty ribbon. Duke had put a set of googly eyes and plastic vampire teeth on it to give it a properly evil look.

Mike had come through with the pole to hang the thing from, and as Duke said, he had plenty of rope on the Rouge. Bonfires on the beach were a regular enough thing that it hadn't been hard to set up the pyre either. Octavia had provided a nice, wide variety of knives to stab with, and there was plenty of booze and snacks to go around.

Come one, come all, Fandom. It was time for some symbolic revenge!

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Chummy. Like, say, making jokes.

Duke shrugged. “Suit yourself.” He took a long sip of his own. “Suppose you probably didn’t get a chance to get your whacks in on the real thing.”

He hadn’t noticed her there, anyway, but he had been a little distracted by being a hostage at the time.

Making jokes and accepting drinks were on completely different levels. If Blackbeard could have hang-ups about accepting guns in the middle of an invasion, then Rosa could have hang-ups about accepting beers on the beach.

"I got a few good shots in," said Rosa, shrugging slightly ~~despite the lack of ping because certain blonde students ate the player's brain~~. She was, after all, Blackstone's designated personal kidnapping rescuer ~~albeit handwavily~~. "I'd be pretty okay with not having to go through something like that again anytime soon, though."

"I hear that," Duke said. "In fact, the longer I can go before I get kidnapped and dangled over a volcano the better. Or -- either one by itself, really."

He was also rethinking his policy on not bringing guns to school events, but he wasn't going to say that to Rosa.

To Rosa? Rosa who was usually packing so many small weapons (and some not so small) that she'd probably legitimately forget a few if asked to removed them all? That Rosa?

The same Rosa who was currently only making a small, noncommittal sort of sound in response to Duke because she actually had to work a little to maintain a completely straight face now that she was thinking about him being dangled over a volcano?

Duke didn't actually know Rosa that well. Though he did know her -- or people with whom he had similar relationships -- well enough to guess what that noncommittal noise meant.

"Keep in mind, there were a number of people you maybe don't hate also dangling over the volcano with me."

Okay, so now maybe a hint of that smirk managed to slip out, but Rosa kept it pretty restrained, fleeting, but her expression went impassive with a shrug.

"Eh," she said, "it's a good lesson. To maybe not be kidnapped by goat demons next time."

Fat chance, with the person that immediately came to mind, but a girl could hope...

And maybe frown slightly as she realized there actually were more people she didn't hate in there after all. Ugh. This place was making her soft. Just look at her, actually sort of having a conversation with Shiver Me Timbers over here. Gross.

Sorry, Rin Tin Tin, Duke had a way of getting under your skin.

"Yes, because that's definitely something I did on purpose." Duke sighed and shook his head. "I thought he might be a new teacher. Was trying to be friendly. Next thing I know, tossed in a sack."

"That's what you get for trying to be friendly."

Seriously, how could there have been any other response than that?

"Ah yes. Well. Not all of us can be 'badass' robots like you are, Detective." You had better believe those were finger quotes. "Weren't you the one trying to tell me not to make assumptions about people?"

Rosa was going to just look at Duke for a moment, there, with an expression that seemed to find it hard to believe he could even be categorized as a sentient being.

"There's a difference between not making assumptions and just being a dumb ass," she said, "but I can see why you might have trouble with that."

And maybe Rosa was starting to feel like her appreciation for burning shit wasn't strong enough to feel like dealing with this was worth it.

"Enlighten me then, Em. What would you have done that would have saved you from a guy who managed to kidnap an entire bus full of students and teachers?"

"Whatever I was doing," said Rosa, "considering I didn't get kidnapped. I'm pretty sure I'd start with not going out of my way to be friendly toward the weird goat man, though."

Or not going out of her way to be friendly with anyone, while they were at it.

"Ah, yes. And while you're at it, never ride buses or open presents, right?" Duke shook his head. "You were lucky, Diaz. Being a bitch didn't save you from anything."

To that, Rosa grunted. "Being a bitch," she said, "has saved me from plenty. Maybe not random evil goat monsters, but it'll at least save me from this conversation. I wasn't even talking about you at first, anyway. But I am done talking about it now."

She started to turn, giving the dog's leash a gentle tug. "Poydem, Anna," she instructed. "Let's go."

They could go wake Blackstone up and just burn shit at her place.

Edited 2020-01-12 04:42 (UTC)

"Mmmmhm." Duke took another large sip from his beer. "Nice talking to ya, Diaz. Pleasure as always. Have a great night."

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