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itsnotindiana:
Her arms cross as she watches them, attention beig barely pulled to Perrie as she spoke. “It’s not him I worry about. Girls are rough.” She looks ver at her, “3. Almost 4. Already too old.”
Perrie shakes her head. “He’ll be okay. He’s dealt with my brothers; he’ll be fine with your girls.” Her smile softens as she watches the girls. “Four’s a good age,” she whispers. “They’re beautiful.”
judexnolan:
“It looks prettier from afar, I’ll warn you right now,” Jude grinned. “But you know what they say. If you can last a week without complaining about the weather, you’re a true slabber through and through.”
“I lived in Australia for a while - I think I can handle the weather.”
itsnotindiana:
“Oh. I’m plenty funny.” But the women won’t see that for a while. Not until Indiana believes that shes not about to bounce and put those pictures all over social media talking about how weird slabbers are.
She takes a look at the girls, who have been eyeing up the dog since the moment they saw him and she sighs. “Go,” she tells them softly, in a tone Perrie didn’t get at her. “They’ve been around a few dogs. Not for very long.”
Perrie watches the girls approach Kier. “It’s okay; he’s gentle. He won’t hurt you.” She smiles and turns back to their mom, gesturing back at them with her head. “How old are they?”
kiwismoothie:
Kiwi looked at the woman with a frown. Reaching into her pocket to grab her mp3 she quickly clicked off the music before glancing back at her. “Did I seriously ruin the shot or something?”
“No, really. It’s fine. Not a big deal.”
ourladyoftheslabs:
Suza’s smile widened when she saw the dog. “Nice to meet you Perrie. And Kier. Are you moving in then?” She took a step forward, raising a hand as if for a handshake. Instead she reached to pet Kier, the question people asked when meeting new dogs not even crossing her mind: will he bite me if I pet him?
“Yeah, we are.” Perrie doesn’t mind Suza reaching for Kier; he’s well-trained and very well-behaved, and if the woman had any ill intentions, he’d know before Perrie would. “Just be careful - he’s a heartbreaker. He’ll do a trick for you and then you’ll be under his spell.”
“He’s fine, seriously. He’s just playing dead; he’s showing off for you.”
gyohvan:
“Ah, no, it’s fine.” Van’s hand waves the thought away before it even takes root; She, as a general, does not… ‘confide’. “I’m just not used to the heat, yet. It makes the sleeping thing kind of difficult from time to time.”
Van blinks. “How did you…” In a few moments, embarrassment overtakes her features, and her hand flies up to her face. “Oh my god, do I have ink on my nose again?”
She nods in understanding, remembering how jarring going from Boston to Australia had been for her. “You’ll get used to it faster than you think. Where are you from?” She winces. “You don’t have to answer that.”
Perrie can’t not laugh. “No, no, that’s not-. ...No one really talks like that. Only a writer would’ve come up with a sentence like that one about your brain.”
“I, um... I’m Esperanza, by the way. ...Perrie.”
itsnotindiana:
“Then what’s the issue? You got your pictures.” She mutters something angrily about tourists, “All the freaking same.”
Perrie gets up and walks to the driver’s side of her car, shaking her head as she reaches for her camera bag. “There’s no issue, alright, it’s fine. Obviously humor isn’t your thing.”
She puts her camera away carefully before turning back to face the woman. She smiles and waves at the two kids she’s got with her. “I don’t know if your kids like dogs, but Kier likes kids a lot. They’re welcome to pet him if they want.”
judexnolan:
“Oh, it’s juuust over there,” Jude said as he turned in the direction of the library, past a congregation of trailers and RV’s. “It’s huge, and it has more books than most public libraries. You’re gonna be amazed if you love books.”
“Hi Kier,” Jude waved to the dog. “So you just passing through and decided to take a few shots, or…?”
She peers around to look where he’s pointing, though she can’t see past the people parked in the way. “I’ll have to check that out, definitely. Thanks for the tip.”
“Uh, no, we’re, uh.... we’re here for a while. The view just caught my eye.”
kiwismoothie:
Pulling her head phones back to rest around her neck, some weird sort of trance music blasting from them, Kiwi looked over at the woman. Her eyes went to the camera, then over her shoulder at the view. “Oh, I am so sorry.” She said quickly stepping back. Extending her arms she gestured to the the sight before her. “Snap away.”
Perrie waves a hand dismissively. “Nah, it’s cool. Thank you though.”
ourladyoftheslabs:
“No worries, dude.” Suza gave the woman a thumbs up as she took another photo.
“Kind of. I’m not sure if it’s groups or just people coming ‘round with the same bus, but we get a lot of them here to take a look. Or a photo. Are you here by yourself then?”
Perrie shakes her head, laughing under her breath. “No, no group. Just me and Kier back there.”
“I’m Perrie.”
itsnotindiana:
“How is that the point? Retake it. Wow.”
“Well, you’re just sunshine on a cloudy day, aren’t you?”
“The picture’s fine, sunshine, I’ve got plenty.”
itsnotindiana:
Indiana just stares, and the two sets of eyes of her kids just follow suit. “Then what is.” She doesn’t ask, it’s more like an order because she doesn’t understand and knows that she’ll come off as rude. The moment? Did she ruin the moment? It looks like the women wants to smile but she doesn’t commit.
She arches an eyebrow at the woman’s tone. She considers saying something blunt back but decides against it. Instead she shrugs.
“The point is, now I have one small blur and two mini blurs in my picture.”
gyohvan:
“No, I just came out for a walk because-” Van paused, and closed her eyes briefly in embarrassment. “And you meant in Slab City, not this spot in particular.” Her shoulders drooped even as she snorted at herself. Van opened her eyes and tilted her head at the woman. “What can I say, my brain is permanently riding the milky strands of space through the galaxy. Physically, however, I’ve been here about a week.”
Van rises up on her tiptoes, clicking the heels of her shoes together. “I’m Van, by the way.”
“Yes, that’s what I meant, but you can tell me why you needed the walk too if you want.” She smiles, completely unsure of why she’s doing it since she’s screaming at herself not to, and tilts her head to listen. At the girl’s self-deprecation though, her brow creases.
“.....You’re a writer.”
judexnolan:
“She’s amazing. She does these…really heartfelt portraits, you know, you feel it, you feel like you’re there with the people,” Jude said with a smile. “I think we might have a coffeebook of hers back in the bus, or maybe there’s one in the library…” He noticed the dog and a few questions sprung up in his mind.
“It is. This whole place is. Crazytown,” he said with a small chuckle, but decided to explain. “It’s kind of like Slab City’s art gallery, I guess. Though I don’t know too many galleries that let you climb or play on the exhibits. I’m Jude,” he said, and for some strange goddamn reason he knew not, Jude extended his hand for her to shake. He’d never done that.
She perks up when he says one of her favorite words. “Library? Where is that?”
She smiles a little, taking in her surroundings. “Yeah. I’m getting that.” She eyes up Jude’s hand before meeting it, shaking it firmly. “Nice name. I’m Perrie. And he’s Kier,” she says, nodding towards the back seat.
