Bode 'Bishop' Coldiron (minorpiece) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2016-10-11 16:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2019 [10] october, bode coldiron, eliot garcia |
Who: Bishop Coldiron and Pikachu Garcia
Where: Bishop and Bunny’s home
What: Bishop interviews Pikachu about the events on 9/8
When: October 4th, 2019 -- Late Afternoon
[Bishop and Pikachu are seated in chairs in what must have been the study or an office for the previous owner. It sits just off of the living room, a sliding barn door separates the space and it’s been closed -- only because he’s concerned about Mia overhearing some of the things they may end up discussing.] BISHOP: First thanks for doing this interview, brother. [he wants to make sure that Pikachu knows that he appreciates him sitting down to chat about the events of September 8th] I ain’t going to make this too overly formal, but there are a list of questions they want me to ask. Like where were you during the events of September 8th? PIKACHU: No problem. I don’t know what use my story’s gonna be, but I’ll give it. [he stretches his legs out and leans back in the chair, arms folded across his chest.] Let’s see. I took my bike downtown, trying to go to Walker’s, and some of the soldiers made me turn back because of the incident going on down there. BISHOP: Your story might be worth more than you think. They’re treating this like a puzzle and maybe you’ve got some pieces that might help make sense of this whole fucking mess. [pauses, knowing he has more questions he needs to ask.] So you never made it to Walker’s? Where did you end up after the soldiers turned you away? PIKACHU: [he nods, because Bishop’s on the right track] Yeah, I headed home instead, but I hadn’t made it too far before I came across a broke down jeep with two guys from the LBJ in it. They were trying to figure out how to get back to their district without becoming geek chow. You know one of them, I think. Nick. He’s got a busted knee and couldn’t hoof it, so I gave him a lift on my bike. BISHOP: Yeah, I know Nick. [he doesn’t touch on the fact that Nick had that busted knee because of their rogues. If he remembered that detail he was sure Pikachu knew that as well.] Where’d you end up taking him? And did you encounter any geeks after getting further away from Walker’s? PIKACHU: He wanted to go to a house in the UMCB district. I dunno if it was his or someone else's. I didn't ask. [he shrugs.] But yeah. There were a few of them on the street. Small clusters that we could easily pass on the bike. BISHOP: Wasn’t like knowing that was detrimental to you getting him there in one piece. [he remarks with a slight smirk and a shrug.] So since you were able to get around them, you didn’t have any direct contact with shufflers that day? PIKACHU: [shaking his head] Nope, no close calls or anything like that. We were heading away from Walker’s and I think that took us away from the real trouble. Then after I dropped Nick off, I took the long way back around and down to the Greenbelt. [he draws an arc in the air with one hand, as if to demonstrate.] BISHOP: [nods, more than a little relieved again for the fact that Pikachu stayed out of the thick of it all.] Do you think there’s anything that could have been done that might have helped avoid this whole mess? PIKACHU: I don't know, man. [he frowns for a moment, clearly at a loss] All I can figure is Austin’s seen a lot more activity lately. People moving around the city more, convoys coming in from the north -- of course that’d stir up the shufflers. Maybe there wasn't anything we coulda done short of keeping an eye on their numbers and warning people to stay home when they started to get bigger. BISHOP: [sighs.] I ain’t sure there was anything that could have been done either, honestly. Think maybe we all got a little too comfortable with how ‘normal’ things were and we forgot the damn geeks existed. [he’s being more frank than he maybe should be considering it’s an official interview, but it’s Pikachu who’s damn near family and so he doesn’t care what the starched shirts in the government will think of his honesty.] Do you got any other thoughts to add here? PIKACHU: Yeah, we were all just so hungry for normal that it was easy to get distracted. [after a moment of silent, during which he honest-to-god really thinks about whether he has anything else to add:] Nah, bro. I don’t think I do. We’re good? BISHOP: Damn right we were. [he agrees, not ashamed to admit he got sucked into the comfort as easily as anyone else had.] Alright, well, in that case we’re done here. Thanks for being a damn good sport about this, brother. [he switches off the recording device and sets aside his notepad.] I’m also real fucking happy you weren’t anywhere near the fucking mess at Walker’s, I’m damn near sure it was luck that got me out of that place in one piece. PIKACHU: You're not fucking kidding about that. [he shakes his head, with a grimace. despite not seeing much for himself on the 8th, he's heard stories from other people who were there and it didn't sound pretty.] Better be saying some prayers of thanks to whatever angel had your back that day. And, hey, I appreciate it was you talking to me about this and not one of those pencil pushers over at the Capitol. I'm sure they're good at what they do, but I get antsy around anyone wearing a tie, you know? BISHOP: Trust me, whatever angel had my fucking back that day has heard more than enough prayers of thanks. [smirks slightly.] And you know those pencil pushers grow on you after awhile, though don’t go telling ‘em that I said that. I ain’t looking for them to think I’m comfortable walking into the Capitol now or something. PIKACHU: [by his expression, he’s not as sure as Bishop about the Capitol folks] If you say so, man. The fact stands, though. Talking to one of them about shit like this is not too high on my list. [sitting up straight at last, he nods toward the closed doors to the office.] Should we go see what they’re getting up to out there? They’re hardly making a peep, so it must be something really interesting. BISHOP: [chuckles at his friend’s expression.] Oh hell, I wasn’t about to have one of ‘em interview you. When your name came up I made it pretty damn clear your interview was mine, so you didn’t even have a chance of having to sit down with one of ‘em. [pauses as he glances towards the door.] We should. Though more than likely they’re just quiet ‘cause Hazel’s got a way of taming kids that I ain’t ever been able to manage. [he got up from his chair then and made his way towards the door.] And with any luck she’ll have something for us to eat. PIKACHU: [rising to follow Bishop out] Oh, damn, I hope so. All this talking has made me hungry. [he's more than ready, too, to put this discussion behind them and get back out there with their families. after all, that's who they do all this for.] |