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Kimberly Corman hearts nerds (cheatingdeath) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-12-09 12:25:00

Day Thirty, afternoon
Who: Kimberly Corman, Connor Temple, and eventually Andy Gallagher and Elliot Reid
What: Gettin' some grub
When: Day 30, afternoon
Where: The Gym
Rating: PG-13?
Status: Active

This would be the first time Kimberly was willingly leaving the safe haven she and Connor had created in the library. Kimberly was anxious with worry. The fact that the last time she'd left, while it was through no control of her own, she and Connor had ended up in tanks, fighting for their lives and she'd lost the war was enough to deter her. It was cold as hell and Kimberly was freezing just thinking about leaving the barely-there warmth of their Safe Room just to venture into the main room again, never mind outside. But, Connor said there was food and Kimberly hadn't eaten in days. The one day she'd actually had food, the interaction between she, Connor, and Spencer had made her lose her appetite. By the time she'd gotten it back, it was too late.

Wrapping her arms around herself, Kimberly hung back from the door. "I really hope that the thrift store you keep talking about is on the way from here to the gym...I'm gonna freeze," she murmured quietly. Her heart was racing with that familiar panic of knowing she was about to do something that might end up being her last something. Hypothermia. Frost bite. Pneumonia. God she was so screwed...

"What would I have to do to get you to leave me here and bring things back to me?" she asked pathetically, giving him a weak, sheepish smile that said she was only half-joking. By the time Connor managed to bring anything back, even if it had been the theater instead, it would've been ice cold and barely worth eating, anyway, she figured.

There was really no getting out of going with Connor and she did want to spend more time with him. She just kept looking back at the clothes Connor was wearing - with perhaps a touch of jealousy or envy in her eyes - and wishing she'd been taken from someplace other than her bed. Tank top and pajama pants in the winter. Totally unfair.

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brain_ninja
2009-12-14 04:55 am UTC (link)

After all the talk of being able to say no to a gorgeous girl, Andy was taken by surprise once again when Connor admitted having already pictured Kimberly sans clothing. Though, he nodded in agreement with Connor; a get up like the one that his friend described sounded like it left little to the imagination. ...and then Andy's eyes got a far off look to them and he was picturing Elliot in the same outfit. In a pillow fight. With Kimberly.

Shaking his head, Andy looked back at Connor. "Hey, man, I can't even keep track of how many chicks in this place I've pictured naked anymore, so I'm sure as shit not gonna fault you for doing it to one," he laughed, holding his hands up defensively. His grin faded slightly when Connor went on with his ideals. "Yeah, I used to feel that way, too," he admitted, sounding a little nostalgic for those days when he'd held out waiting for Tracy to be ready at the same time he was. The chase had been fun, but by the time the two of them had finally done the deed, it had been perfect. In fact, in retrospect, Andy felt a little badly about not affording Elliot the same opportunity.

Letting out a sigh, Andy stretched his arms over his head and slumped slightly. He groaned and rested a hand lazily on his stomach. "Ugh, when did we start having deep conversation? What ever happened to coloring dinosaurs, playing tag, and fighting the evil Shredder?" he joked.

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leconnortemple
2009-12-14 05:07 am UTC (link)

Connor laughed under his breath, shaking his head. "Unfortunately, we grew up. Literally. In one damn day. That was cheap. I would've been cool with another few days of it." Being a little kid made things easier. No responsibilities. Just run around the gym like crazy and hope to hell Rose didn't let him get himself killed. How many times had he tried? Even at six, Chris had been lecturing him to be more careful. But he didn't know consequences of actions at only six. He didn't know how easy it was for people to die. And even now that he did, most of the time he still threw caution to the wind and did as he wanted.

"Course," he added playfully, "if I were still six, I wouldn't have met her in the first place. She needed someone who knew the place to look out for her. Even the Ninja Turtles couldn't have done it at six years old. They needed more time with Splinter first." Much better. Andy wasn't the only one who wasn't exactly enjoying the tone of serious conversation. Connor was never the type to sit back and enjoy a serious conversation, not one so personal. He could discuss the bone structure of an iguanadon for hours, but not his own personal life.

When he finally glanced back up, he gave a grin. "Seriously, don't worry about it. This place is probably just fucking with all of our heads. They're good at that." That last bit was added with a roll of his eyes. He was so over this place and the idiots running it.

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brain_ninja
2009-12-14 06:20 am UTC (link)

A weak smile tugged at the corners of Andy's mouth. Wasn't that shit the truth? If he'd still be in the childlike mindset when he woke up the next day, he'd have been pretty thoroughly traumatized, he'd wager. "Yeah, no kidding. I wouldn't have hated it. Shit, Elliot gave me a chocolate bar for breakfast and I actually had other Ninja Turtles to play with for a change. You know how friggen lame it is to play that shit solo?" he asked, raising his eyebrows and smirking slightly.

To Connor's added remark, Andy huffed a laugh and gave a facial shrug. "Hey, if I'd stayed six longer, Elliot might've had a heart attack. I think she felt kinda creepy, all things considered, when I was a kid," he said, trying to get in the amusing jab at the conversation he'd had with Elliot the day he'd gone back to normal without giving too much away and embarrassing her unnecessarily.

Feeling the need for some closure on the sex conversation, Andy sat up a little straighter. "One last thing and I'll leave it at that," he prefaced. "You're gonna find out that in this place, Stegs, you get close to people fast. And you'll also see how easy it is to fall into the illusion that you're in love with someone you barely know. So, if you're planning on waiting until it's someone you care about...be careful that you don't blur the lines between that and the illusion; it's very easy here," he warned sincerely. "And that said," he went on, stretching his arms over his head again and dropping them back to his sides, "I need to mellow. I'm gonna head back into the van and fire up Moby Dick. I'm gonna go ahead and assume you're not into that, but if you wanna come with, you're more than welcome," he offered.

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leconnortemple
2009-12-15 03:22 am UTC (link)

Connor had to laugh along, really, remembering being six in this stupid place. What did he care back then whether they were in a life or death scenario? The management hadn't harmed the kids, other than put them in scary new places with people they didn't know. They'd played, had fun, been carefree, and ate all the junkfood they could manage. As far as Connor had been concerned, it was close to perfect. Maybe Andy had been shagging a girl who suddenly thought she was a pedo, but Connor hadn't. Hell, he'd only been there one day when he and Chris found themselves in the gym, waking up as strangers all over again. He'd have been perfectly content to stay that little. No stress, no pressure.

But another glance in Kimberly's direction brought a smile to his face. Which right there told him that being six would've been boring after a while. After all, at six, girls had cooties. Everyone knew that.

A part of him was tempted to tag along after Andy. Connor had never been a drug doer, despite what the young punk appearance might lead some to think. He was a thinker, and had always valued a clear mind. Which was the reason he smiled and shook his head. He needed a clear mind in this place, especially if he was being entrusted with protecting Kimberly. "No thanks, mate," he answered with a shrug. "There's still pizza I haven't touched and I'm sure I could drown myself in mashed potatoes and gravy before the night ends." Getting to his feet, he nodded towards the table but gave Andy a grin. "Seriously, though. Be careful out there. This? Probably the calm before the storm. You know. Again."

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brain_ninja
2009-12-16 04:24 am UTC (link)

Nodding, Andy had figured that Connor would decline his offer. Andy hadn't specified whether he was asking for company or a smoking buddy, so it was only fair for Connor to assume, he thought, based on what he had said. "Fair enough," he replied. "If you change your mind, I'm only parked outside. Promise not to peer pressure you to join in," he only half-joking. There was never any intention on Andy's end to push his recreational habits on others around him, but he didn't hate company when he was stoned. Or anytime, really.

Connor stood and Andy watched him nod toward the table with a grin before the more serious sentiment he imparted. "Yeah, you're talking to someone who's been here for what seems like a year. Believe me I know about calm before the storm. The earthquake was the best example, I think. Right before it, the day was beautiful, everybody was chill. Shit, Sam and I were goofing off earlier the day before and it was like..." his voice trailed off and he shrugged. He'd nearly forgotten about the Asian guy hanging from the clocktower like Lily until just then. "Anyway, yeah, I know," he said. "You too."

At that, Andy got to his feet as well, gave Elliot a nod toward the door to let her know where he was going to be once he caught her eye, and started away from the bleachers. Giving Connor a clap on the shoulder as he went, he tipped his chin at his friend. "You know where to find me, man," he said as a departing offer before heading toward the door and out of the building.

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