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[curseshit]

Moss, moss, everywhere. Luckily the terrain is getting smoother, no more sharp rocks underneath the green moss, waiting to break your ankles. The forest looks like no one has been here for ages. No B&B for you. The good news is that the animals don't fear humans and you should have no problem catching yourself some dinner.

[ mission: camp, try not to die, etc. ]

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[onsanityfair]

[ winces and sits up straighter, posture defensive like she's bracing for the avalanche of bullshit about to get dumped on her. ]

[ congratulations on completely distracting her from wondering what the hell bo means about survivor because it's had, like, two episodes. ]

Figures you would. This posse, it's pretty tight. [ what. ] Missing some faces from what I remember, but given present company they musta been pretty easy to replace.

[foodporn]

[let me tell u a thing about tight posse]

I think they're missing faces because your boss sacrificed them.

[just to set that straight. you know, among other things. shit happens. she's not exactly coming on strong with the accusey, at least she's not about to tie her to a horse and have her drawn and quartered anyway. more like, she's giving her a chance to explain a thing]

[onsanityfair]

[ doesn't matter that her accusey face is only set to stun. only hears the sanctimonious main character whose name starts with B part. ]

And what you want me to say about it? He's not my boss anymore. Says enough, far as I'm concerned, because it's really none of your damn business why I went freelance.

[foodporn]

[well so much for diplomacy. she sits up straighter at the defensive and crooks a knee in case she has to, you know, get up fast. maybe cut a bitch. who knows.]

It's not any of my business that you had a hand in getting people in our group killed?

[onsanityfair]

Old man never said anything about sacrifices, but you know what? There was a group of us, too, and far as I know, I'm last of the mohicans, girlfriend, so maybe dial down the righteous anger.

[ on edge because bo's posture is changing, and she hasn't been out of those dark woods for long enough yet. ]

We weren't close, but they were my group, and not a single one of them ever ate anybody's heart, or sacrificed anyone so their baby bro could peace back to home base.

[foodporn]

You mean the satan nun or the psychopath that put a sword through Hel's chest? Yeah, they seemed like really stand up citizens. I can see how you fit right in.

[well that just hangs in the air all vitriolic and definitely accusier. she waits a beat before sighing and settling back down, because despite how it's gone so far she didn't actually come over here to start shit with the teenager. she makes an impatient noise in her throat and adds grudgingly]

...So why don't you work for him anymore?

[onsanityfair]

[ mutters while bo's still talking-- ] didn't say they were brady bunch material-- [ but then closes her mouth, because she definitely didn't like them enough to be defending them so hard. really, it's mostly that they accepted her among them, that not a one among them shamed her for the things she's done. no casting of stones. no judgement, so long as you could get the job done. none of the gut-twisty black void she felt when all of buffy's little friends would look at her with disgust. ]

Why do you wanna know? What-- what's in it for you, why are you even talking to me, asking questions? Digging for information, you trying to get me to rat on the old man, is that it?

[foodporn]

Is everything about an ulterior motive with you?

[wonders at her, shaking her head like she's second guessing this trying to make nice business. i mean all they've ever done is butt heads, and there was the whole trying to kill her debacle. still she kinda feels sorry for her, so she just holds a hand up]

Nevermind, forget I asked.

[onsanityfair]

I'm bad.

[ blurts it out, like a verbal swat at bo's Done hand. ]

[ doesn't really have a follow up, either, so just sits there awkwardly while her fire sizzles when some bunny fuzz falls in. ]

[foodporn]

[that is awkward. stares at her like she's not sure she just heard her right. this would usually be where she makes inappropo innuendo. drops her hands to her lap. it reminds her she's just a kid, obviously with some serious issues, and it's just a little bit enough like herself before she found kenzi to be comfortable]

Who told you that?

[onsanityfair]

[ sitting. surly sitting. is this stupid rabbit at a food service safe internal temperature yet. ]

[ picks at the end of the stick, peeling bark with her thumbnail. ]

Dunno. Me. [ flicks some of the bark away. ] Everybody else. I just. You think so too, right, and I mean why not. I'm not in the Hapless Heroes club these days. Haven't exactly been paying my dues.