it's a Red Fish Mingle

[searingedgelord]

Who: Red Fish crew and visitors!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: on the Red Fish
When: All month long

[What's the Murder Fish crew doing in the aftermath of the holidays? Let's find out.]

Comments

[outstandingbalance]

Cool? [Okay, kid. Okay.] I'll have to tell him it takes more than that to impress you.

[postocular]

I mean, I'd have to see for myself, you know! You could be fibbing.

[outstandingbalance]

Could be. I am an accomplished fibber.

[postocular]

How deep does this go? Do you even like coffee, or is that a fib, too?

[outstandingbalance]

A good fib is a lifestyle. You might never know.

[postocular]

No? I bet somebody here's knows some of your secrets. You have people from home around.

[ Carl Grimes: Super Sleuth. ]

[outstandingbalance]

You going to investigate me, kid?

[postocular]

I could always ask the Starstruck. [ And then he smirks like a little shit. ] Or your boyfriend.

[ Yeah, lady. He saw your network post! ]

[outstandingbalance]

Oh, go ahead and ask him. Let me know what he says. [Natasha is confident in her friends, but Bucky in particular she trusts not to have loose lips.] See how much any of them know.

[postocular]

[ First, he'd have to figure out who it even was, though he can rule out a good number of people. Or snoop through the log, but that's neither here nor there. ]

Oh come on! [ He flops down in the chair across from her. ] You can't always be an impenetrable fortress.

[outstandingbalance]

Maybe not, but it's worked so far.

[postocular]

Tell me something that you like. Outside of all this stuff.

We can even go back and forth if you want.

[outstandingbalance]

You really want to know that much, huh? [A pause, then a shrug.] All right. I like to dance.

[postocular]

Yeah? [ It's a little surprising, but it makes sense, he thinks. ] What kind of dancing?

[outstandingbalance]

Ballet. I learned as a kid. [One of the few good things she learned.] Your turn.

[postocular]

I never learned to dance. Didn't really have much of a reason to.

[ His head tilts to the side, arms resting over each other on the table. ]

What do you want to know?

[outstandingbalance]

Why not keep it simple. What do you like? Outside of comic books and pudding.

[postocular]

I like reading in general? The library's got some pretty good books I hadn't read before. I don't mind the engineering? It keeps me busy.

[outstandingbalance]

Reading is good. There's a lot of things to learn.

[postocular]

So, what about something you don't like.

[outstandingbalance]

Hm. Good question. I don't know...

[She can think of plenty of things, but most of them get too real too quickly. She's not going to drop "mind control" on him as an answer.]

Cold weather?

[postocular]

Cold weather is a good one. I can go with that, too.

[outstandingbalance]

Not a fan? Where you're from, Carl?

[postocular]

Georgia. We lived in King County, which was pretty close to Atlanta.

When everything started happening, we moved around. We're somewhere in Virginia now, I think?

[outstandingbalance]

So you don't get cold weather too often. At least you have that going for you?