Log: This Place Was A Shelter

[spectre_de_la_mort]

Who: Agent Louisiana, Agent Texas, and Agent Florida
What: Making good on a promise after returning.
Where: Safe house given to L by Florida
When: 6/21 Sunday Evening
Warnings: Cursing, Florida being on drugs and weirder than usual


Louisiana hasn't been in this safe house in a couple of days. She comes in to make sure it's stocked with the proper supplies. At least now there were towels. One of the kitchen cabinets was filled with different varieties of teas. A lower one packed with medical supplies after everything that transpired here.

Those were some fun memories. Not really. Rather bloody though it had placed them on this weird path of theirs. Her hand going down to rub where the new scar lay. Setting up a kettle of water, she tries to figure out what to do next.

She rests her helmet on the counter and pulls up a chair. A toothpick in her mouth to prevent her from biting her nails. The psych exams had left behind a deep impression. Passing them was great but not what they had dredged up. All of those fears forced to the surface and confronted. It didn't help that people were there to record and watch. Made her feel less of an employee and more test subject.

Pulling over her holopad, she flicks through the apps. There was still some time before company would arrive. So Louisiana selects the keyboard to play whatever she can manage to remember. Anything to keep her mind off of what followed her from Armonia.

Comments

[the_informant]

"Tex is a very sore loser," Florida giggles. "So am I. I'm going to find some terribly innocent little prank to play on those terrible men who won over us."

[spectre_de_la_mort]

"The rivalry is strong I'm guessing. I'm glad we don't play monopoly at the base anymore," she sighs in relief. "Hey don't go after the honorary sharks. They might call in reinforcements."

[soldierinblack]

"This is between us and them," she tells Lou. "And if you want help pranking them... I might help."

[the_informant]

"More like guppies," Florida giggles before looking to Tex. Here he is, with the two most important people in the world. He doesn't think he's ever been so happy. Maybe it's the drugs.

"I love you both so much."

[spectre_de_la_mort]

"Je t'aime aussi."

It was almost a reflex to say that now. She looks away from them both. He cared. He trusted her. The examiner was a lie but god he had been able to get under her skin easily. Louisiana faintly hums to herself. Just trying to remain relaxed at this point.

[soldierinblack]

"Yeah, I've noticed," she teases. That isn't a word she says lightly and she's not about to drop it while he's still high on his medicine nor in front of Louisiana. Hasn't seemed to bother him yet that she hasn't leapt to say it in return.

[the_informant]

"I'm a bundle of love," Florida coos. "And you are the women of my heart."

[spectre_de_la_mort]

"You know, it's really easy to tell you're on prescription painkillers now," Louisiana muses. She leans back and glances over to Tex. these two were good for each other. Maybe she should try to cut this short.

[soldierinblack]

"Yeah, he's been like this since the surgery. It's been a trip." Women of his heart? Really? She shakes her head.

[the_informant]

Florida pouts. "I'm right here and I do understand the meaning of words," he informs them both. "I can tell when I'm being teased. You're terrible people. Like Jimmy from up the street."

[spectre_de_la_mort]

Louisiana laughs some, pressing in closer briefly. "Well what did you expect? We're mercs. Terrible is in the description," she teases. "Are we not allowed to? Though even if you said no, we'd still do it."

[soldierinblack]

"When don't I tease you?" she asks and gives him a look. "If you aren't expecting it by now, I don't know what to tell you."

[the_informant]

"Terrible people," he laughs. "You're all wonderful. But you're also terrible."

[spectre_de_la_mort]

"I'll live with being called that," Louisiana shrugs. "Not even near the worst ever."

[soldierinblack]

"If we're wonderfully terrible, what does that make you? A devious asshole?" It's fitting in her book.

[the_informant]

"Yes," he grins widely. So absolute wonderful that they can agree on this. His daughter, his girlfriend, they are his world.

[spectre_de_la_mort]

She sighs softly, smirking. "Certainly fits him."

"Désolé for being so distant though," Louisiana says, dropping her voice some. She shifts slightly in her seat. "I've been worried over work and assessments."

[soldierinblack]

Hey, at least he isn't arguing about it.

"Have things been tense?" she asks as she watches Louisiana out of the corner of her eyes. "I didn't think you were planning on staying with them for much longer."

[the_informant]

This was a topic that was not only near and dear to Florida's heart, but one he needed to stay out of he thought. So he stays silent and lets Tex ask.

[spectre_de_la_mort]

"Here in Gulch, no. Things have been relatively normal and all. Do jobs and watch over the team. But Armonia..."

Louisiana looks away, feeling the doubts stir in her mind. All of the questions. The what ifs. Her hand clenching into a fist. "I can't simply vanish and call it done. I want to leave but I can't."

[soldierinblack]

"Can't? Or won't?" she asks bluntly. "Contracts end, kid, and there are ways to get out of them if you don't want to be in one anymore. It's up to you, not them."

Whatever Louisiana wants to do is her business, but as far as Tex is concerned, she needs to look at this in a different light if she thinks she can't leave.

[the_informant]

Clearly Lou doesn't want to leave, so Florida pushes himself up to sitting fully, on his own, not touching her. "Leave it be, Tex. If Control is what she wants, then it is what she wants. We tried. Stop fighting."

Which felt like he was betraying York, but, yeah.

[spectre_de_la_mort]

"Why do you automatically assume that's what I want," she growls out. The insinuation that she would gladly stay with them makes her tense up. "I am trying to leave but I can't right this instant."

Florida wanted nothing to do with her now. He's allegiance was to the For Hires and Tex. What the interrogator had said... "They were right," she mutters under her breath. She gets off of the couch and moves away.

[soldierinblack]

She manages to resist the urge to roll her eyes. "Sounds like Control has your balls in a vice. What's holding you back then?"

[the_informant]

"I don't understand why it's not as simple as walking away if you want to," Florida tells Louisiana. "I don't understand this Control. I wish I could make this easier, but it seems like all I do is complicate this for you. I... never should have involved myself in your business. For that I am deeply apologetic. I just want you to be free to do what you want to do, Lou, which I don't think Control will allow for."

Which bothers him. She's more than family to him. Not that he has any family. Okay, so she is family to him. Just like Tex.