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Re: Hacer El Amor - 2a/?
Date: 2012-04-16 06:57 am (UTC)Oh, Hell. Where. She wouldn't in the Lucky 38; once she had found out House was most likely watching or at least listening to every move they made she wouldn't relax anywhere even within sight of the building. He couldn't blame her. Raul didn't like the idea of putting on a peep show for some hotwired pervert even older than him. She wasn't terribly fond of any building that had electricity for that matter. No, the whole Strip was out.
Raul lets go of her hat brim and rolls his eyes skyward. There was really only one option, unless they wanted to go for one heck of long walk. It didn't feel right, it felt shameful, but there was no other place to go. "You can come home with me when you're ready."
"Oh. To your shack?"
"Yeah, boss. To there."
Charlie sniffs, stuffs a handful of wilting leaves into her coat pocket and dusts her hands off on her rear. "Yeah, alright, I could go again. Let's head on over."
A flash of his old sarcasm breaks through. "You really know how to play up the romance of a moment."
She ignores it and starts off towards the east. "Come on if you're coming. Let's get this over with."
"Wait, boss. Hang on."
She cocks an eyebrow, and impatience joins in with edginess. She puts her arms akimbo, hands flat across the tops of her hatchets, fingers drumming against their holstered sides. "What, Raul."
Oh, she is not happy, and suddenly he's mad as all Hell. That's not how it should be. Nothing's how it should be in this fucked up, irradiated armpit of a world, but he can still remember how it was, and that the prospect of this should be a joyful thing, even if she doesn't understand. "It's not going to work like this. I think we need to go back and start from the beginning."
"What? Raul, I'll be damned if I'm walking all the way to Black Mountain."
"That's not what I meant, boss. I'll go get things ready at home. Meet me there, say an hour before sunset." He hesitates slightly, then decides that being on the defensive was overall a lot harder when there wasn't anything around to hide behind. "One more thing. Ditch the coat and hat and wear something nice."
Both eyebrows go up this time, and she nudges the brim of said hat in an angry, sarcastic little salute before turning around again and heading back to the shining pit of New Vegas. Raul watches her go until she's out of earshot, then quietly lets out a long string of Spanish profanities before he turns and starts walking the other way, berating himself as he goes.
"Mierda. Eres tan estúpido como un perro. Well, get on with it, you old fool. You had this idiotic idea, so go be the idiot."
Re: Hacer El Amor - 2a/?
Date: 2012-04-16 08:34 am (UTC)Re: Hacer El Amor - 2a/?
Date: 2012-04-17 01:36 am (UTC)Needless to say I have a little admiration crush going on right now.
Really excited to see where this goes from here and loving it so far! Thank you so much for writing. I love Charlie, how she's kind of blank and disinterested but so fiery and wild. And your Raul is perfect <3
Re: Hacer El Amor - 2a/?
Date: 2012-04-17 04:54 am (UTC)