pc catchall for roxana.

[agleam]

she has a permit your honor

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w0, sunday 1.0

[agleam]

[here we are in the relaxation area... for now he's just looking out the window, thoughtful, porridge curled up by his feet. when he notices someone else come in, though, he glances her way before speaking up.]

...About what you expected?

[disingenuous]

[ she's seated in one of the massage chairs, but it's not on. she glances over at porridge to see how well behaved this dragon is. ]

They're more upfront than expected.

[agleam]

Yeah, that's true... And that's a good thing. I mean, assuming they're telling the truth.

[he doesn't think they're definitely sus or anything, but you never know. meanwhile, porridge is a very well behaved dragon!! he looks over at her curiously, and he might approach curiously, but if she seems like she doesn't want to say hello he'll hang back.]

[disingenuous]

A little suspicion is healthy. It keeps you alive.

[ she will hold out her hand towards him if he approaches. ]

We'll find out soon enough once or if we're all sorted into those teams.

[agleam]

[as she holds out her hand, he lightly headbutts it to see if he can con her into pets, the ultimate goal.

with a little bit of humor:]

Gonna be trying for the trip to Australia?

week 0, monday

[disingenuous]

[ roxana is standing outside those curtains of the baggage claim, peering through into the hallway.

it's not obvious in how she carries herself or in her expression, but she's debating if she wants to go through or not. ]

[agleam]

[glances her way as she looks in, tilting his head slightly.]

Looking for something?

[disingenuous]

It looks like this is new. I haven't gone through yet. Have you?

[agleam]

No, not yet. Wanna explore together?

[offering her an arm since it's affection week]

[disingenuous]

[ she takes his arm because it's affection week. ]

I don't see why not. It's better to know what's here than not.

[ usually. ]

w0 friday

[agleam]

[he's somewhere near a screen, looking up at it with a frown.]

...I guess we'll find out what happened tomorrow.

[disingenuous]

[ she glances from the screen to him. ]

Do you think it'll go smoothly?

[agleam]

[he thinks about that for a moment.]

Depends how you're defining smoothly, I guess.

[disingenuous]

That it'll be solved. I expect people to behave as people do in tense situations.

[agleam]

Then... Yeah, I do think it'll go smoothly by your definition, at least.

w2 monday

[agleam]

[wandering around homophonic... when he happens to come across the house in dysturbia:]

Is there just a creepy house in every place...

[disingenuous]

It suits what we're here for, doesn't it?

[ creepy houses go hand in hand with murder in atmosphere. ]

[agleam]

I guess so, yeah. At least it's easy enough to avoid.

[disingenuous]

You don't want to try to go in?

[agleam]

Do you?

w2 saturday

[agleam]

[heading into the security room]

Roxana?

[disingenuous]

[ she's seated on the bed, expression placid as it usually. ]

Good evening, Rupert.

[agleam]

Good might be an overstatement...

[comes closer to the bars, though]

Is there anything I can bring you?

[disingenuous]

It's an evening.

[ she isn't the type to shrug, but she shakes her head. ]

It's not necessary.

[agleam]

Alright.

[after a moment:]

Do you mind if I ask you something?