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[grigio]

Stuck in a weird, weird state of blah. Staying home is doing exactly dick for it.


Help? I'll paint a small mural in your honor on my wall. Just get me out of this weird mood.

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[olduvai]

[ to be honest, he really couldn't care less about people thinking of he's awesome or not. however - ]

You know where the shooting range is?

[grigio]

[Julie thinks he's awesome. That's something, right?]

I can be there in twenty.

[olduvai]

I'll see you, then.

[ he'll be in the indoor gun range, waiting so they can shoot some cardboard targets together. if he asks for him to the receptionist, she'll immediately be taken inside. ]

[grigio]

[She shows up some time later. She has her gun, which she's been taking care of, and she finds John after signing in and asking if he's here yet. When she spots him, she grins and heads over.]

Thanks for this, by the way.

[olduvai]

Don't worry about it. My shift's over, anyway. I thought you could use some fresh air.

[ it's always nice to have a shooting buddy, anyway. ]

[grigio]

Yeah, I kinda could.

[She was concerned it was starting to get unhealthy how much time she was spending by herself. Not to mention the ticking.]

Any time you want someone to shoot with, let me know.

[Her gun is set on the counter, a box of bullets set beside it. She's quiet while she loads her gun, a faint frown on her face.]

I have a question for you, and maybe you can help me figure something out.

[olduvai]

[ He's already loading his gun, when the she says that. ]

Ask.

[ He doesn't promise that he can. ]

[grigio]

If you had someone from home show up here, a friend or whatever, and they started behaving very differently from the version you know...what would you do?

[The R here is different from the R she has at home. It's weirding her out entirely.]

[olduvai]

That depends. [ a pause, as he glances at julie from the corner of his eyes. ] Does this hypothetically have to do with the fact that you went home?

[grigio]

Yep. [A few quick rounds are fired off as she thinks on how to phrase the next part.]

I have a friend from home here, but he seems pretty different from the him I know from home. Almost uncomfortably so.

[olduvai]

Do they know more or less than you do?

[ he fires, then pauses. ]

Knowledge always changes things.