After conferring with the apprentice chef, whose name was apparently Chantelle. Micah made his way to a known abandoned apartment on the 5th floor. To clean out the fucking fridge like some apprentice chef. He outranked her and it annoyed him that she was in charge.
Micah will half-heartedly clean out the fridges. If there is anything chocolate-like he will nick a bit. He will also look for any alcohol which he will attempt to hide in the pocket of those damn skinny jeans
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 15, 2012 15:04:16 GMT -8
Micah dug through what seemed to be the fridge of a group of college students. Mostly, nothing but takeout boxes and two cans of the cheapest beer possible. He tossed out box after box of dried out teriyaki, bored out of his skull until he heard some quiet but excited chatter in the hall.
Lilla- "So WHO is the cutest? C'mon..."
Ione- "Hmm that Indian kid, or maybe he's Mexican? I can't tell, anyway, what a hottie!"
Lilla- "Oh yeah! For sure. He's like, my son's age though, so I'm more into the hunky doctor."
Ione- "I think he looks like that guy from that old vampire show.. that big jaw guy."
Lilla- "The Twilight guy?"
Ione- "No no, the old show, on TV..."
Chantelle walked by.
Chantelle- "David Boreanaz from Buffy? They're probably the same age too."
Ione- "Yeah! That's the one. Yeah, too old. Who do you like, Chan?"
Chantelle- "Oh I dunno yet... Seth is such a sweetie, but I dunno really..."
Chantelle politely excused herself to go back to work on her project, and the other women continued their gossip.
Lilla- "If you want someone with more of a classy look, it'd be that Thierry. I can tell he's got a rockin' bod!"
Ione- "Ughhh! He's bald!"
Lilla- "Oh you're not into the brothers? It's okay, it's just a preference."
Ione- "Yeah, I just don't see myself getting with a brother. "
(She sounded exceptionally white.)
Lilla- "Hmmm.. Oh oh, how about Jackson? He's even the right age for me. So fine!"
Ione- "I think he's already hooked up with that weird little barbarian."
Lilla- "Oh the bullring? I'm sure she's a doll."
Ione- "I guess it takes all kinds... but a man that fine should be with a winner."
Micah paused from pouring another soured milk carton into the toliet, when he heard the gossiping outside. He grinned, thankful to be distracted from the mind numbing task he had found himself signed up for. He grabbed the cheap arse beer and cracked it open. Taking a sip, he wandered closer to the door to eavesdrop on the conversation.
Alex, a Mexican? he sniggered. He didn't quite see the comparison between Angel and the doctor. Angel was such an over-emotional wimp, Micah had always been more of a Spike person. Spike had a sense of humour and who could go past that accent or those cheekbones or that body. Of course they ruined it all when they gave him a soul and he fell for Buffy.
The Americanisms amused him, brother? doll? Seriously? Americans thought his slang was strange. The beer was cheap but it was nice enough, though not his typical thing. The thought of not getting any booze in while also made it taste that much better.
He leaned closer to the door trying not to be heard or seen by the gaggle of women.
Last Edit: Oct 15, 2012 15:48:55 GMT -8 by ∆§Indea§∆
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 15, 2012 18:51:02 GMT -8
Sarah had been doing some work in the hall, and passed by the women.
Lilla- "Hey, what was your name again?"
Sarah- "Sarah. How's it going?"
Lilla- "Oh fine, fine. I was just wondering, that little fella you're going around with. How long have you been going out? You're adorable."
Sarah- "Oh, haha... we're not really going out. Um, haha..."
Lilla- "Oh. Well, who might you like? You're also hanging out with that big strong guy."
Sarah- "Wait... 'girl talk'? Really? We're supposed to be working. We've got a lot to do here!"
Ione- "Oh we're just taking a break..."
Sarah- "Man, I don't know... Oh hell."
(she leaned against the wall.)
"--Nat is really just my friend, but I have to admit. He's adorable, if he asked me I'd say yes. But.. I dunno. I guess I don't really have a type, but Alex, that's the big guy. Oh man."
Ione- "I KNOW!"
Lilla- "I REALLY KNOW! Hey, who's that weird guy. He's pretty tight y'know, pretty buff but slim... not very good hygiene?"
Sarah- You mean, the Australian?
Lilla- Yeah him, what'd you think of him? I think he's pretty hot. Too young for me obviously, but y'know...
Sarah- Ugh, so rude! He acts like everyone in Australia is like that or something, but maybe that's just an excuse to be a raging asshole.
Ione- I don't like that he cusses. He looks too feminine too. I don't like that type.
Lilla- I dunno, he's got kind of a... brooding romantic... alcoholic quality to him. He just looks out of control, like he'd be.. exciting.
Sarah- Yeah, if you're into wifebeaters!
Ione- Oh it's like that one book! The old time book with the Victorian people! He's sooo like that. Ugh, I don't like old time people.
Lilla- "What about Snake? Ooh... He's skinny, but I saw him flexin' once and he has INSANE ABS! Insane."
Sarah- "That's our new president right? He's pretty cute yeah. That's weird that we have a hot president..."
Lilla- I guess it's not too weird.
Ione- Oh you mean Obama? Ugh, he's kinda funny lookin'... I dunno.
Lilla- Remember, some people like the brothers Ione. Anyway, Snake, what'd you think? I wonder if he's into anybody... Haha, too young for me, well... maybe not? Hmm... That nickname, I wonder if it means what I THINK it means! HEY O!"
Ione- "OH! You're so DIRTY! Hahaha!"
Sarah- "That's too far! Uh, Lilla? Lilla."
Lilla- "What? But seriously, did anybody seeee anything? Sittin' at a funny angle or...?"
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's skeletons.
Nat had been busying himself gathering up stuff from one of the empty apartments. He had an armful of blankets, clothing, and pillows stacked nearly up to his eyes. He just needed to get it over to the piles Peg had laid out. As he came out into the hall, he saw that Sarah and a couple other women were standing around, talking - he needed to go that way anyway, so he smiled a bit shyly as he meandered up, leaning a bit to the side to peer around his armful of bedding.
"Um. H-Hi. Hey Sarah? There's um, there's more stuff in that room. Mostly, um, mostly clothes. And I didn't check the kitchen or bathrooms yet..." He trailed off, blinking at the other two women who were giggling like a pair of high-school girls. "Um, did, um, did I interrupt some-something?"
Last Edit: Oct 15, 2012 20:32:32 GMT -8 by kilnarak
Micah leaned back enjoying the beer. He hoped the five o'clock rule didn't count in a apocalypse.
He listened with interest as Sarah joined the conversation, admitting her crush on Nat. Those two didn't stand a chance, unless one of them got the guts to make a move. Alex certainly was a popular one...
The weird guy? Who were they talking about now? Not very good hygiene? Australian? Him!
He put his arm up sniffing his armpit, it smelt okay to him. A bit rich, considering that Sarah chick was still wearing the same clothes as fucking yesterday. He'd changed clothing three fucking times. He'd showered.
He nearly choked on the beer, making a small Fzzt sound. A raging arse hole, where did that come from? Someone clearly wanted pubic hair in their dinner tonight.
As he fought back the coughing, he heard further gossiping ensue. Feminine? Brooding?
Alcoholic? He glanced down guiltily at his beer. That was his uncle not him, he wasn't like Frank, anything but that. He only drank twice a week usually, and rarely got totally pissed. There was that one time of course but it had been his twenty-first birthday. The taste of the beer soured on his tongue and he felt sick.
W-wifebeater? Did he really seem like he could do that? Maybe he was his uncle, and he'd just been kidding himself all this fucking time. He looked down at his hands, the beer sloshing onto the floor as he spread his palms upward. They were shaking. He slumped onto the floor, missing the spilled beer by inches. He tried not to think about his mum, or the bruises they'd shared. Memories poured in like water through a broken cup. He wallowed in the memories for a few minutes before standing up.
He had to distract himself, somehow. He went over to the kitchen again to find a tea towel or sponge to wipe up the spill he'd made. When there was no trace of it left, he moved to the bathroom. It was a bit of a mess, dried half-used toothpaste lay at the sink and bits of hair carpeted the floor. The only things remotely clean were the sink and bathtub, where the others had obviously cleaned up earlier to save water.
Using his fingernail, he began scraping out bits of old toothpaste until he reached the more liquid part of the paste. It would have to do.
He squirted some onto his finger and began cleaning his mouth out to get rid of the beer flavour. He used the water in the sink, let it out afterwards with a gurgle. He refilled the sink with water, splashing some of it on his face and ran his fingers through his hair. Bad hygiene? How did that work?
He wandered out into the hall to find the two women still milling around. The older blonde woman who had thought he was sexy, the younger one who had called him feminine and Victorian agey.
"Ladies, have either of you seen Chantelle? We probably should begin discussing what to cook for dinner or lunch, which ever comes fricken f-first right?"
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 18, 2012 14:02:31 GMT -8
Ben was instructed to go to apartment 501 to work on chargers with Stevie and Sonya. It was a large empty apartment, but they'd dragged in a folding table, and opened the blinds to use natural light as much as they could. The table was scattered with tools, including battery operated soldering irons. There was an exercise bike with its innards pulled out and rearranged, and little bits of wire and metal everywhere. There were also a couple bags of Doritos on the floor, and a warm 2 liter of Pepsi and mismatched cups. Sonya was wearing a new top, a plain blue tank top, and her bare arms were tattooed with colorful flowers. She still had her ornately decorated nails, and was carefully wrapping wire, avoiding scratching them.
She smiled warmly at Ben when he entered.
Sonya- "Ben! You help us with our work? It's fun, but hard. Stevie is funny guy."
Stevie- "I aim to please."
Sonya- "Maybe you help us look for parts? We can take bits out of other appliance to use. Or what do you think?"
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's skeletons.
tab Ben returned Sonya's smile, and nodded to both her and Stevie. Those sure were some pretty tattoos she had. But was he being sent out to go through apartments once again? He could see a slight problem with that, as he had hoped to be able to watch and learn for a while.
tab "I don't really have any practical experience with electric engineering, so I'm not really sure what to look for," he explained. "But perhaps I could just go get all the appliances that no one seems likely to use? Well, at least the ones that look like they contain useful bits... Anything in particular I should look for?"
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 18, 2012 17:40:17 GMT -8
Sonya- "Oh sure! Let's see... Sometimes hard to find the right part, but anything for charges, like camera, phone... I know when they go through apartment, electrics are useless so they leave them. Maybe you bring some here and we can sort through and find something good!"
Stevie- "Yeah, and like... iphones and ipods. They got some use too, laptops... Seems like all these little gadgets go to shit over time even if we can get juice in 'em, but maybe we can figure out some ways to get around that. Get one of you computer dudes on it since they're never comin' out with a new one now..."
Sonya- "Aw Stevie, that's depressing thought. Ben I think we get a laptop charged soon, you do computer work right? I wonder if we can make new computer someday that take less power. I want to play games again, haha..."
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's skeletons.
(Out of curiosity I looked up how much power an exercise bike could generate, and apparently an average person can generate 200W, which could actually power a laptop. But Ben doesn't know that, because that's not really something he's considered before, and now he has no internet, so he can't look it up. And who knows how efficient generators Sonya and Stevie managed to make? The DCU people didn't seem to quite get 200W, and in most photos significantly less.)
tab "Oh, I don't think I'd be able to make a computer use less energy, or make batteries retain charges. Not unless that's all done on purpose according to some 'planned obsolescence' thing, and it just needs to be reprogrammed. And I've never heard that. But we should be able to keep our existing computers going. Just not with the internet, I guess. I'm sure going to miss that."
tab "So, things with charges and batteries then? No kitchen appliances that connects directly to the wall?"