WHO: ishmael and certain people
WHAT: catchall till the end of the year!!
WHERE: wherever we want, babey
WHEN: november-december
WARNINGS: tba, but there might be typical projectmoon violence and discussion. please check out her
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Not hating them is at least a step up from the reaction SOME outsiders are having to them, elsewhere, COUGH, GODZILLA, COUGHDearka's not entirely thrilled about being put on this sort of duty again either, although in his case it's less that he doesn't care what happens to them and more like... Looking at them is a direct reminder of how shittily that last mission went? And yes, he is placing a LOT of the blame for that on LILITH, for various reasons. Which makes the fact that it's LILITH shoving this responsibility off on the Outsiders as well, even more exhausting.
He glances at Ishmael, very briefly. Stares back at the kids, who are at the moment mostly ignoring them and doing their own thing(s).
Equally deadpan, he replies:]
I dunno; I think my impression of a CPR patient is doomed to get a pretty catastrophically terrible reception with this particular audience.
[These kids need therapy, not first-aid lessons.]
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the kids continue to stare at them. she sighs. ]
I doubt a staring contest with these kids is going to boost morale for both parties. Let's see...
[ she looks to the side, where a bunch of volunteers are already dressed up for the spooky holidays. ]
You think they're gonna like trick-or-treating? Least there's free food and fun to go around.
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He scratches the back of his neck, smile fading again quickly.]
Worth a shot...? I mean, you can't really go wrong with candy.
[One curious little boy has made his way over while they've been talking, a suspicious look in his eye... He seems, uh. Maybe even a little bit hostile? He's giving Dearka the stink-eye, that's for sure. Dearka tries to respond with some friendly energy, meeting that Look with a strained smile.]
Uh... Heyyyy there, little buddy. What's up?
[The kid continues to glare at him. Silently.]
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the kid really wants to throw hands against a trained soldier, huh. it's kind of funny, and if both parties were in higher spirits this would've been really cute to watch. but the kid has all but declared dearka as his enemy and is not budging from where he's standing.
time to deescalate this situation. ishmael isn't going to put on a equally fake smile either as she faces the boy with a cool, neutral expression. ]
We'll go trick-or-treating. Wanna come with? You can go tell the others if they're interested.
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Growing increasingly uncomfortable, Dearka glances over at her, murmuring under his breath:]
You think maybe he can't understand what we're saying? Maybe he only knows, uhh... Hell, I don't remember what the native language in Transylvania is, but. That--?
[And then, while Dearka's not paying attention, the small child seizes his chance. He winds up one tiny little foot, he swings forward, and he fucking nails Dearka with a pretty solid kick to the shins. It makes him break off with a yelp, and while Dearka's hobbling briefly on one leg, the kid blows a raspberry at them both and runs away.]
What the fuck!? The heck was that for, you little sh--!?
[Please stop him from cussing in front of the children. Or don't? Whatever's funniest.]
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Don't come after them, jeez. [ she smirks. ] That kid's going to be dead meat later.
[ HELLO
she clicks her tongue. ]
Guess they wouldn't know what trick-or-treating is in the first place, huh. [ of course. ] There's got to be something we can do to get them out of our hands...
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[Dearka stops hobbling pretty quick because he's a big tough soldier and NOT A LITTLE BABY, but. He still looks and sounds annoyed af.]
I don't know... I still think your idea is the best thing we've come up with so far. It's just, these kids really need a goddamn therapist more than they need candy... And I'm sure as hell not trained in pediatric psychology.
[That said, he'll step forward and start rounding the munchkins up for trick or treat time, unless Ishmael wants to cut in with a different idea. The sooner they deal with this, the sooner they can sit back and catch up.]
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[ which might sound callous, but as someone who came from a world where the top scientists had fucked up the concept of therapy for everyone, she's just saying it like it is.
so while dearka rounds up the kids who are interested enough to try this out, ishmael is going to shift into her witch costume via style upgrade. ]
You guys want candy, right? [ she forces a smile. ] Let's go down the street and knock on every house we come across, then say "trick or treat!"
[ the kids who will be coming with them are easily bribed with candy, so off they run towards the first house they see. ishmael then turns to dearka with a nod before moving along as well. come on, boy, hurry up. ]