[ ooc; i'm good to continue here even with capcha AND/OR move this to an overflow log AND/OR fade and handwave the rest of this for something else, whichever you prefer! c: ]
[ to be fair to both of them, karen is also the type to wear everything on her face. she's an easy read, for anyone who is looking, which is a blessing as much as it is a curse. a blessing, in many ways, because sometimes all it does take is that catch of eyes, an affirmation that she's not alone, and he can see the barest hint of relaxing in her eyes. he might not have to say much, but she does appreciate it. she gets it.
and this is easy. they're talking about something normal. even if he seems to struggle a bit with the word. as if he was...what. unfamiliar? interesting.
she smiles a little and nods when he does answer. ] Jeeps are nice. A friend of mine had one in high school. They can flip if you get going too fast, but... yeah. [ she shrugs. she doesn't quite pick up on the why, but she has a feeling there's a little more to his tone that just being unfamiliar with car makes and models. something she might have to keep in the back of her mind as they keep talking.
that's when she notices the way he's looking out into the darkness, and she squints, pressing her face to the glass a bit like his. ]
Hey- [ it's quiet, more to each other, but then she sees it, something else moving in the rain. the urgency is back, surging up into her and breaking whatever tense quiet they'd be sharing as she bangs on the glass with her open palm, feeling the dull pain shoot up her arm. but it's fine- it's fine, because someone's out there. ] Hey! Hey- we're in here!
[ she hasn't figured out yet that it's soundproof. she will, soon enough, as long as the figures continues towards them like she thinks it is. ]
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[ to be fair to both of them, karen is also the type to wear everything on her face. she's an easy read, for anyone who is looking, which is a blessing as much as it is a curse. a blessing, in many ways, because sometimes all it does take is that catch of eyes, an affirmation that she's not alone, and he can see the barest hint of relaxing in her eyes. he might not have to say much, but she does appreciate it. she gets it.
and this is easy. they're talking about something normal. even if he seems to struggle a bit with the word. as if he was...what. unfamiliar? interesting.
she smiles a little and nods when he does answer. ] Jeeps are nice. A friend of mine had one in high school. They can flip if you get going too fast, but... yeah. [ she shrugs. she doesn't quite pick up on the why, but she has a feeling there's a little more to his tone that just being unfamiliar with car makes and models. something she might have to keep in the back of her mind as they keep talking.
that's when she notices the way he's looking out into the darkness, and she squints, pressing her face to the glass a bit like his. ]
Hey- [ it's quiet, more to each other, but then she sees it, something else moving in the rain. the urgency is back, surging up into her and breaking whatever tense quiet they'd be sharing as she bangs on the glass with her open palm, feeling the dull pain shoot up her arm. but it's fine- it's fine, because someone's out there. ] Hey! Hey- we're in here!
[ she hasn't figured out yet that it's soundproof. she will, soon enough, as long as the figures continues towards them like she thinks it is. ]