( 009 ) video ✶ i can’t help my feelings i’ll go out of my mind

[unparental]

[ jenna could have sworn she was done with being the nearly thirty year old who still gets high in public. but rey had a really big bag. a really. big. bag.

smoking with a vampire is worse for weed hogging than bong hits with michael phelps, news at eleven. at least she's a bit more coherent than her comrades.

the posts starts without ceremony, various limbs belonging to ariadne and rey in the background. ]

All right, we-- [ she flings out an arm, gathering two separate 'oofs' ] have all been here since day one. Day one. And a guy gave Rey a huge bag of weed, and we're not leaving this room until it's all smoked, because this place is the worst second chance invented without the cast of Jersey Shore involved. Seriously--

Wait, what's Jersey Shore? [ that from ariadne. jenna stops, frowning. ]

It's-- Rey, help me out here.

[ rey shakes her head slowly, eyes lidded. ] Can't, I have the same question.

[ jenna wrinkles her nose. ] Okay, it's-- orange people, from New Jersey, who are apparently Italian but really not, and one of them likes pickles and another one peed in a corner of a bar. [ kanye shrug. ] It's classy, appointment TV.

[ after a moment and three equally 'but why' faces, jenna moves on as their self-appointed spokesman. ] Anyway, what happened to boring space? It was like 'oh, I can't find enough hair ties' not 'holy crap, monsters and doom and people leaving'. I liked space better five months ago.

Rey. Rey, Ari. Quick poll-- play along, viewers at home-- did you like space better five months ago.

[ give her a second, what was her point again? ] Right, and people should come help us. And bring food.

Mostly the food, but helping's cool too. Rey's sharing, but only if you come join us in the People's Republic of Berkeley.

[ which would be the common deck on floor one, for the record. ]

Disallowed are: yelling, fighting, non-consensual pantsing, DARE propaganda, and Fig Newtons. Anything else, come on in.


( ooc | SO REY HAS DECREED ALL WEED IS TO BE SMOKED IN THE PARTY ROOM feel free to say your character dropped by, action it out, whatever. all threads viewable to the stoners three by proximity, label it locked otherwise and maybe one of them rolled over or something.

also blue is ari, and green is rey. )

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[circumitus]

[SHE GON WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF YO FACE later.]

I thought that you were trying to imply that I don't listen.

[handelaar]

[Well maybe that's the FUN OF IT if fun means getting socked in the jaw.]

Listen enough t'bitch at me.

[circumitus]

[Fortunately, Rey is almost immune to feeling offended, so socks to jaw are not likely to happen anytime soon.]

Maybe it's because you happen to be a bitch, yourself.

[Sarcasm. Something in which Rey has been picking up on these days.]

[handelaar]

... really.

[Oh wow, look, a legitimate inquiry. Is he?]

[circumitus]

Really.

[--And a legitimate response!]

[handelaar]

[And then it got thrown into the sun.]

So.

[Who cares.]

[circumitus]

So what?

[She pauses a moment, and then, randomly:]

You're strange. [Um. Wait.] Stranger than most that I have spoken to.

[handelaar]

[He shrugs instead of elaborating. Not that there's much to say except "I don't care".]

So're you... [NO U. Except then he blinks at something across the room, gives his head a shake, and finally gets back to her:] Talk to more people, then.

[circumitus]

Sometimes. Though I don't see much point, when the ones I talk to don't seem to last very long.

[Way to be optimistic, Rey.]

[handelaar]

[Is he invited to the pessimist party, because he's crashing the pessimist party.]

Most people don't, here... [Shrug.] Guess it's better not t'bother, unless they're useful.



[...

And then he looks kind of annoyed that he actually said that out loud.]

[circumitus]

If they're useful?

[Rey doesn't seem judgmental or anything, if she's even capable of such things. It just sounds like something that she would think. Actually, it made sense.]

[handelaar]

Mm. No other reason to, right. [Total hypocrite right now and he knows it.] Or else -

[He glances over and wonders how hard she'd shut down "or else it's too damn easy to get attached". Or maybe she wouldn't and he'd be surprised. Hm. After some blinking he shrugs and shoots for halfway.]

...it kinda sucks when they're gone.

[circumitus]

I think it's unfortunate when some people are gone. [Which is strange to hear, especially coming from someone like Rey, who doesn't seem to care about much of anything. To consider someone's absence to be an unfortunate event is a far cry from her usual behavior.

[Must be drugs.

[But even then, she's more pensive than she usually allows herself to be.] It's strange. So many people have gone -- but we're still here.

[handelaar]

...really.

[Score one for surprise. He quirks a brow and waits to see if she'll go on, and huh, she does. Two in one. Except with the way she goes on he thinks that she's still referring to people as commodities and skillsets, instead wondering what they have to offer that those who have left didn't.

Sadly, he might've jumped to that conclusion while sober.]

Then what do ya think they want out of us... Uh. Whoever it is.

[Jump, take a giant leap five steps ahead, same thing.]

[circumitus]

Yes.

[The way Rey tends to view people is more complicated than she'd ever care to admit. Mostly because she herself doesn't know what to make of them. A piece of her finds that a certain level of fondness that she has for some of them to be a useful asset in itself.

[Right now she kind of just tethers on the edge of lucidity and something else. Deep thinking isn't her thing.

[She then shrugs.] It isn't my place to question why. Doesn't mean that I don't notice, however.

[handelaar]

[He'll take the "yes" at face value. Of anyone else he's met, she seems the least prone to lying, and now is no different.]

Notice what...

[Yeah he realizes she's probably just talking about, well, what she's mentioned earlier, but for some reason his elbows are on the table and he's leaning forward to see if she elaborates, anyway.]

[circumitus]

What happens around here. The way people act when some things happen...

[Just because she "doesn't care", as she has claimed, doesn't mean that some things don't stick out to her, like they don't matter.

[She's tried. Watching the way others behave, maybe even try to mimic their mannerisms. But she can't literally be them, or become anything like them. It's a sad truth that she's surrendered to at this juncture.

[...Maybe she's just tired.]

[handelaar]

[Hufffff. Here he got nosy for nothing. He crosses his arms and rolls his eyes.]

Vague.

[circumitus]

[She almost makes something that resembles a laugh as she takes in another drag:]

You're one to talk.

[handelaar]

[The corner of his mouth twitches down, because he doesn't really agree with that, but then he's busy slowblinking at her as he wonders if he's hearing things.]

Fine... Y'can have cryptic.

[circumitus]

[Goodness, is that a slight smile we see there?]

...Fair.