aphanon_meme | part 335 summer nights (tell me more tell me more)

part 335 summer nights (tell me more tell me more)

Like did he have a car? Dodo--dodo--dodo... yeah! How is your July going so far, meme? Good? Bad? Okay? Scrumtrulescent? ... Question mark? This is a very rambling post today, I'm sorry, I'm in a tired rush. A tired tired summer rush. Which, in my professional opinion, is the most annoying kind of rush. I prefer a crisp winter rush! But oh well.

Enjoy part 335!

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I'd think it strange if the blasted things were not everywhere these days. Even in Wien, it is a travesty.

[Rejoins her at the table, sipping his coffee, also known as liquid sugar]

Ugh. Have you seen much of this death and mayhem? I cannot say I have.

I have not either, though I can't say I've been seeking it out. It seems boring and messy. There are other things I would much rather do... like sip bad coffee with you.

/or find out where a certain someone tramped off to/

/sips her drink/

I have hardly seen anyone else since we arrived, I have been looking for civilisation.

[He's been lost, lost as can be]

It seems even here this establishment draws a crowd. I can hardly believe it.

[Just look at all those people getting coffee- what is this, the designated neutral zone?]

Everyone's likely tired of roaming around.

/sigh/

A brief respite before our heads are blown off.

Well, there is no need to be pessimistic. I should think it is possible to avoid trouble if one is cautious and minds one's own business.

[Someone else will surely sort all this out while he lies low]

It is a brief inconvenience, in any event.

[There's also the fact that he's pretty sure he's coming back, whoops]

Oh dear, that's not how this works! If someone doesn't kill you, the explosion will.

/she's... not so sure/

An "inconvenience" is an understatement, I think.

/another miserable sigh/

I really should get busy if I intend to have some fun before death. /pause/ You wouldn't be interested, would you~?

Then it's a matter of removing the collar somehow. I admit exploding is something I am not keen to experience-

Busy with what, precisely?

[What recreational activities could they possibly engage in on this island]

Some more physical, yet less violent, things~

/idly slides her toes up his leg under the table/

Oh and you can't remove the collars. Unless of course you want to commit suicide.

[

chokes on his muffin]

Madam, please, we have only just met- [cough cough] a-and there must be a way- could you [cough] not do that-

/laughs and removes her foot since he asked/

Having just met means little to me. It can make it more interesting, I think~

/hm, he is choking a lot/
/rests her chin on her hands/

Are you all right?

I am [cough] fine- [TAKES A SWIG OF COFFEE, there]

As to that, I- there is a time and a place, you know, I simply don't think that is appropriate at the moment. Under the circumstances. Here.

Here? Of course not, it would be obscene. Though I can't help the other two criteria. Still, what else is there to do? I think it would be preferable to enjoy yourself in what's possibly your last few days or hours. You seem like a man who's good with his hands.

/She knows of Austria's reputation. She sips her drink, intent on keeping her seat unless he asks her to leave, or he does so himself./

[Why does everyone know that?!]

Then where else? [No, never mind that- ] I am a pianist, I should hope that is the case. Hmph...

[...She's not wrong about there being nothing to do around here, except get murdered]

What do you do? Besides proposition strangers. You're not a nation, evidently.

/shrug/

I do whatever I like. I suppose you could call me a professional hedonist.

/basically she just propositions strangers/

/and takes the occasional photograph or two/

/not necessarily at the same time/

That seems fairly profitless. Unless-

[No it's rude to ask people if they're prostitutes]

And how are you faring here? Are you much of an outdoors [shudder] person?

/At that she can't help but laugh. She can tell what he was thinking./

I'm fairing just fine! And no, not at all. Though if you were insinuating that you would find me on a street corner somewhere, that's a little insulting for someone you've just met, hmm?

I do what I want for myself, no one else. My needs are already met, so why would I worry about earning more money?

/How she made a living is a long story that she doesn't know if she wants to share./

Though if you're really curious, I am a freelance photographer in my spare time. Will you be asking me whether my subject matter is clothes next?

I said nothing of the sort. But- excuse me.

[There's no shame in it, if the price is right]

Then you live a pleasant lifestyle. I suppose I could say the same. And- no, I am sure your photography is- well- what is it?

/Hey if he's willing to give her money for it, then fine. But she won't be asking, and she won't be taking commands./

Special events, famous people, celebrations. An occasional wedding or two.

/Those are the worst./

Ah... a rare wedding or two. Do you have any idea just how demanding a bride and the groom's family can be?! If you ever want to see the worst in people, work in the wedding industry. Ah, but I'm getting off on a tangent.

What about yourself? What do you do besides be a nation? I've always wondered this.

[Pay? For that? Please]

Ah...I am familiar with that.

[Just a bit.]

Hm? Being a nation is quite a time-consuming position. Matters of state and trade, establishing relations...aside from that, I am a musician, of course. I live day to day just as others do.

[Well, with some perks, obviously]

So you could say you live a pleasant lifestyle too, then?

/She thought governments took care of things like that. Hm. Ah well governments and law and legalities are not things that interest her so much./

There are a great many tiresome things that trouble me, but I suppose that is true. Things have settled down somewhat since I was young.

[It's pleasant now, sure]

I have not had to put up with this sort of thing in a long while. It's really asking too much of me.

Ah. So you're old?

/Just throwing that jab in there for the earlier insinuation./

I would ask you what you're doing in a game such as this, but since I cannot answer that myself, I assume you are in the same situation.

I am very old.

[Stares at her over his glasses, who do you think you're dealing with, mortal]

No, I'm afraid I have no idea what happened. I certainly did not choose to come here. The facilities are dreadful.

/Ah darn, the jab didn't work. So she'll just nod along./

Yes, I promised myself I would avoid this after last year but it... slipped my mind again.

/sigh/

I could be in the Caribbean soaking up the sun right no! But nooo, I'm stuck on this dreadful island with terrified game participants who are hell bent on either killing each other or waiting for death in the most boring ways imaginable.

/She rests her chin on her hand and taps her fingers on the table./

If I read one more magazine about outdoor hunting I believe I may become homicidal myself.

Is this a regular occurrence? Something odd happened last year but no one would tell me a thing. Completely unreliable, all of them.

[He sort of slept through it]

And what will you do, aside from look for your- fun? I cannot help but think that's an inadvisable course of action. If they're behaving as you say, you will get yourself caught up in it.

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