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Tweak says, "i'll get you my pretty"

The offscreen catalyst, like (ladymacbeth) wrote in rooms,
@ 2015-01-30 22:01:00

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!marvel comics, *log, casey donovan, sam alexander

Marvel, shopping: Casey & Sam
[Sam wasn't really in the mood to shop. Yeah, ok, so she wasn't really in the mood to do anything but sleep on Cris' couch and wait for him to come back, so she could end this farce. But she had Teresita to worry about, and the little girl with the dark eyes and the bright smile was hard to be down around. And there was something hella comforting about patterns, yeah? Like things done without thought. Getting Teresita up in the mornings, making breakfast, getting the little girl dressed. Making sure Teresita got to school, and then Sam went home to sleep for the rest of the day. Then back up again when school ended, like life wasn't a complete fucking pretense between one school bell and the next.

Nights were better. Sam hadn't gone to get her welding stuff from Lou's, but she had the paints that Russ had taken to Ocean's, and it was comfortable or whatever, making dinner and then sitting around with a sketchpad as Teresita did her homework and asked a thousand fucking questions about everything.

The brownstone was messier than normal, but Sam didn't notice. Opera played through shitty iPhone speakers, and she explained the lyrics and helped Teresita to repeat the words as something played, muted, in the background on Telemundo. Then bedtime, and Sam was alone, and she could stop pretending.

But today was different, yeah? She'd promised Casey a shopping trip and, after Teresita went to school, Sam took the subway to where she was meeting him. Borrowed track pants, a sweatshirt and hoodie, and none of it fit right. Her dark hair was in two long braids, and she smoked a clove as she waited on the sidewalk.]

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Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

cantbehave
2015-01-31 07:27 am UTC (link)

[Casey wasn't entirely sure what they were doing in Marvel, but he'd have gone just about anywhere to do just about anything. He was forever bored. He didn't sit still much - a trait he carried with him his entire life so it wasn't much of a surprise.

But he was anxious to see Sam. It had been a long long time. Or maybe it hadn't been. He didn't know it all felt so long ago, and yet he was younger, but it had only been a few months. Hell. He had zero clue. But he was standing near the subway station smoking when he saw Sam standing not far away doing the same thing and he rolled his eyes. Idiots. He walked over to her.] We're cool. [He was wearing black jeans and a black tee shirt, and black leather jacket. AKA the Casey uniform.] Nice trousers, darling. Can I hug you now?

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

ladymacbeth
2015-01-31 07:50 am UTC (link)

[Sam stared some when he approached, yeah? How could she not. Casey was supposed to be so much fucking older. Like older than Neil or something, and he was younger now. Not as young as she was, but fucking younger than Lou for sure, and that was hella fucking weird. But it was still Casey. Same walk, same roll of his eyes, same strut that said he'd told his family to fuck off long before either of his brothers had.

She didn't let him finish his request for a hug, yeah? She pounced him. Cigarette tossed to blacktop, arms around his shoulders, and if he didn't hold on she'd knock them both to the fucking ground right there, on that Marvel sidewalk in front of a bunch of stores or whatever. She kissed his cheek, and then she drew back and grinned. Tooth-gap, cheeks red from the cold, and it was easy to pretend shit wasn't fucked up for that hug. She was happy to see him, and it showed.]

Still dig the leather jackets, hug, baby? [Asked as she tugged up his collar where it had gotten smashed down from her hug. She motioned to the stores around them.] Pick one, yeah? I need to get something that's fucking amazing.

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

cantbehave
2015-01-31 08:44 am UTC (link)

[Casey did roll his eyes once again when Sam stared.] I'm still beautiful. [He assured her with a grin as he wrapped his arms around her and held onto her tightly.] And so are you. [He kissed her face about a hundred and sixty eight times.]

Still? Oh right. Still. Always. I go with what works. [He looked her over again.] Yes. Yes you do. Is there an occasion or are we just trying to [he nodded as he looked at her up and down with his eyes.] Fix this? [He smiled] Or both? [Perk!]

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

ladymacbeth
2015-01-31 09:03 am UTC (link)

[She was laughing by the time he finished kissing, and her grin was wide as he looked her over.] You're still fucking beautiful.

[And then she looked down at herself, and she laughed.] We're trying to fix this. [She twirled, and it had been a long fucking time since she felt like twirling, man, but displaying all sides of the loose, non-flattering clothes was kind of hella important.] Something that makes me look like I have an ass, yeah? Hips. Maybe tits. [She squeezed said tits, hidden beneath all those layers.] I haven't been shopping since fucking Vegas. [Which was forever ago, yeah?] And, like fishnets or something. I need one knock-his-socks-off sexy thing too.

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

cantbehave
2015-02-01 02:16 am UTC (link)

[He laughed, and watched while she twirled and grabbed her tits and he sighed and wrapped an arm tightly around her shoulders and dragged her in close enough to kiss the top of her head and drag her down the street.] Lets perk those girls up. But you have to tell me who it is that will be knocked out of said socks, and promise me its not a high school boy. High school boys don't deserve fishnets and believe me you want them to keep their socks far away from you. Do you know what they do into those?

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

ladymacbeth
2015-02-01 02:29 am UTC (link)

[The kiss was nice, and she leaned against him like he was something she trusted not to fucking falter. And she did, yeah? Casey had always been there for her, no matter fucking what, and she was so fucking glad he was back, even if he was younger and his ass looked hella better than hers now. But, yeah, she leaned, and she let him drag her along, because who the fuck had better fashion sense than the boy in eyeliner? No one, that was who.]

Baby, everything guys do is hella sick. They scratch their balls like 24/7. It's part of the fucking appeal. [As for who.] Yeah, no, some older guy. I don't fuck anyone under thirty.

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

cantbehave
2015-02-01 09:15 am UTC (link)

I know we're disgusting creatures. [Said absently as he looked both was and dragged her across the street and into a shop, a little boutique shop where the women all had angular haircuts. They nodded at the both of them, said hello though they did look at them both a bit strangely there was no sign that there was going to be any trouble.

Casey however. Unable to resist the urge once they said hello.] Hi do you remember me? I was in here yesterday. You wouldn't wait on me. [Such an asshole. But he nudged Sam anyway. She had a line. And there were about a hundred other shops they could harass in a moment.]

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

ladymacbeth
2015-02-01 09:31 am UTC (link)

[She let herself be dragged, her smile turning into laughter when she realized where he was dragging her. Yeah, ok, angular haircuts having to deal with her cultivated homeless look and his gay eyeliner? The only thing missing to make this shit better was Lin, yeah? Suddenly, shopping seemed more distracting than it had a few minutes earlier, because this was going to be some hella entertaining shit.

She wasn't worried about money. She never worried about money. If Neil could hire guards here, it meant he could hook Casey up, and Sam still didn't mind taking money from her ex. She didn't mind taking money from anyone, yeah? But Neil especially, and that shit was just habit, like letting him fork out for guards and her own room at the group home.]

Are we shopping here, baby? [She played along, asshole or not, and she leaned against Casey's side and smiled her best trashy, gap-toothed smile.] It looks kind of cheap, yeah? [Crinkled nose and everything. It was pretending, pretending to be ok, and she could totally do it with someone safe at her side.]

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	Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff cantbehave 2015-02-04 07:39 am UTC (link)
	[Casey looked around like the store smelled bad.] It looks cheap. Unfortunately they seem to disagree with that assessment darling. [he said giving her a lewd wink just for the hell of it.] But if you see anything like you go take it and try it on. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff ladymacbeth 2015-02-04 08:13 am UTC (link)
	[Sam crinkled her nose, and she was really fucking obvious about it. Two could play at this game, and there was a smile around the corner of her mouth. She slid her arm through Casey's again, and she grinned up at him like he was her fucking guiding star.] Let's go somewhere fucking cute instead, yeah? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

cantbehave
2015-02-05 02:21 am UTC (link)

[Casey smirked. The ladies balked and it looked like they wanted to call security. Or Marc Jacobs. Honestly All he'd wanted was to try on some kinky boots. Bitches.] There's a Wal-Mart in Newark that would be cuter than this fucking place, darling. [And he turned on his heel, dragging his little one with him and left. Cracking himself up.

Once they were back outside.] Where too, fishnets?

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

ladymacbeth
2015-02-05 04:21 am UTC (link)

[She pointed across the way, where a little shop was nestled. It was trendy, yeah? A little hipster, and a little old school. Something with closet in the name or whatever, but there were floral Docs in the window, and that was enough for her.]

There. [She pointed, and she tugged, her weight against his side as they dodged traffic or whatever to step into the place, where some Linkin Park shit was playing overhead. Not exactly where some forty-year old dude expected her to shop to look cute or whatever, but she liked the hole-in-the wall.

She went to a sales rack, and she paged through some print tees and smiled at Casey.] So, tell me all about your life now that shit is hella diff.

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Re: Quicklog: Sam and Casey and some stuff

cantbehave
2015-02-07 07:39 am UTC (link)

[They walked into the shop, it was up Casey's alley too. He could dig it, and immediately when she started digging through the rack he sat down on a bench and unlaced his boots and started taking shoes out of boxes.]

I've just left a run on Broadway, darling. I've got a Tony award on my mantle. I'm in a band. Got a grammy nomination I'm missing the awards show for. Groupies anxious to put my cock in their mouth. [He paused.] Groupos? What do we call male groupies? [Important life questions.] I'm just out of rehab, so nothing to worry about there [Pointed look, he didn't know what her situation quite was, and while he wasn't convinced he was on the straight and narrow he wanted to try a little.] Neil is already putting money aside to keep me under lock and key I can tell by his tone of voice. [He chuckled. But he was relieved. Imagine it. Talk about a role reversal.] Met a bloke for some girl scout cookies. Called Blake. Lives in a big house in Gotham know him? [He paused again. What else was there?] Still a rock star in Gotham. Come see me play if you can get away. Bring your Grandpa man who likes to wear fishnets. [And that was how Casey's mind worked.]

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