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“ Hey, it's me. Wait for the thing. ”
“ Hey, it's me. Wait for the thing. ”
( There is a hand written invitation addressed to Master Pinkman inviting them to a potluck dinner among friends on November 22nd, at Apartment 403. They're asked to RSVP at their earliest convenience, though the phrasing is more along the lines of, "If there's anyone else you'd really like to have come along, go ahead and bring them! This is super informal and I thought a kind of Thanksgiving could be nice."
Probably the only surprising part of this entire invitation (past it's arrival in the first place) is the neat, flowing cursive handwriting it's been authored with. Collette has a bold, big way of writing... or something. )
Probably the only surprising part of this entire invitation (past it's arrival in the first place) is the neat, flowing cursive handwriting it's been authored with. Collette has a bold, big way of writing... or something. )
Can I send you a picture? It's kind of an upsetting picture, so you shouldn't look if you don't want to get upset. I mean there's some innards. It's not so bad to me when they're not alive in the first place I guess.
Still kind of gross though. don't look if you think you will get upset.
Still kind of gross though. don't look if you think you will get upset.
[Attached: deadmonster.png]
See, it's all kind of liquified inside. You know in one of the worlds I was in between I forgot I put a banana in my backpack one time and it got lost in there in one of the pockets and then I found it again when it started to smell and when I touched it I almost screamed because I thought something crawled into my bag and died, but it was just a banana. The insides had gone all kind of liquid inside the peel and there was this firmer banana core that I could feel kind of slipping around in there when I squeezed it.
This is kind of like that.
See, it's all kind of liquified inside. You know in one of the worlds I was in between I forgot I put a banana in my backpack one time and it got lost in there in one of the pockets and then I found it again when it started to smell and when I touched it I almost screamed because I thought something crawled into my bag and died, but it was just a banana. The insides had gone all kind of liquid inside the peel and there was this firmer banana core that I could feel kind of slipping around in there when I squeezed it.
This is kind of like that.
Are you okay? I just feel kind of alone doing this you know. Its kind of awkward but it would be more so if I didn't feel like I was probably doing the general populace a service by getting rid of these things for them. I am trying to avoid the people-like ones.
Are you there?
Are you there?
[She tries to call a few more times. JESSE IT'S NOT NICE TO IGNORE PEOPLE TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH YOU.
Finding out where he lives is a bit of an endeavor. But she's Rin and she can still bring it, so she manages. Of course, next is the hours-long process of dithering whether or not to actually try and bother him. Eventually she decides that a tap on the door isn't too much of an imposition. Hence comes a tapping upon his chamber door. But it's NOT JUST THE WIND.]
Finding out where he lives is a bit of an endeavor. But she's Rin and she can still bring it, so she manages. Of course, next is the hours-long process of dithering whether or not to actually try and bother him. Eventually she decides that a tap on the door isn't too much of an imposition. Hence comes a tapping upon his chamber door. But it's NOT JUST THE WIND.]
[She hammers on the door for - nearing ten minutes. How fortunate no one else is in.
After that, well. Even her persistence has its limits. She's getting freaked out. Should she just leave? What if no one's in the apartment? But what if there's something? She tries the door. Did you conveniently leave it unlocked, Jesse?]
After that, well. Even her persistence has its limits. She's getting freaked out. Should she just leave? What if no one's in the apartment? But what if there's something? She tries the door. Did you conveniently leave it unlocked, Jesse?]
[No, he did not. Given the zombie apocalypse, he made sure to lock the door before tranquilizing himself - even if he'd heard that all the zombies were gone by then. Because really, can anyone ever trust that every zombie is gone? This tweaker can't.]
[What to do. This is such a nuisance. Rin looks furtively back and forth down the hall.
There's... no one around.
Maybe this is stupid. Maybe there's no one here. But she draws her blade, which is not exactly a thing you can do sneakily - though she tries.
Courtesy of the Initiative, this thing has some impressive cutting power. Maybe under the normal course of things Rin could not saw through a whole door, but the sword in her hands responds to her needs and becomes a weapon that is actually pretty intimidating in its ability to slice and slash.
It was definitely not meant to be used as a saw, but it will serve. Rin inserts it perpendicular to the doorframe above the lock. She'll just try cutting out around the lock and pushing it open...]
There's... no one around.
Maybe this is stupid. Maybe there's no one here. But she draws her blade, which is not exactly a thing you can do sneakily - though she tries.
Courtesy of the Initiative, this thing has some impressive cutting power. Maybe under the normal course of things Rin could not saw through a whole door, but the sword in her hands responds to her needs and becomes a weapon that is actually pretty intimidating in its ability to slice and slash.
It was definitely not meant to be used as a saw, but it will serve. Rin inserts it perpendicular to the doorframe above the lock. She'll just try cutting out around the lock and pushing it open...]
[There's nothing special about the door, so it's easy to saw through. Meanwhile, inside the bedroom, Jesse is still totally unaware that anything is going on at all. Around him, the room is a filthy mess. He's hardly left it since the outbreak, and he clearly decided at some point that stacking furniture and clothes and random items could somehow protect him, so there's a pile of stuff all around the door. There's surprisingly little evidence of food leftovers - because he hasn't been eating - but a whole lot of drugs. The meth that Rin will recognize is in a bag beside his pipe, on the floor next to the bed. There are also various pills scattered around, some of them ground into powder. And then there's the tranquilizer, a bunch of syringes all within arm's reach.]
[Rin pussyfoots into the apartment. It's laid out much like hers; no surprises here. She noses around a little bit anyway, though only on a superficial level. She doesn't need to pry into anyone's life, she thinks, hypocritically. The other bedrooms get checked through with merely a nudge on the door to reveal their emptiness before she moves on. Jesse is last. And then she stares in disgust. What a... what a man room. And it's full of all this horrific crap.
At least he's not dead. She considers just leaving, and then doesn't. Cats over his layers of crap to crouch down by his bed and inspect.
Oh my God, is that a needle in him? She squints. That's a needle in him. Jesse, you are literally disgusting. Disgusting enough that she doesn't waffle much before reaching out, pinching the needle and pulling it out of his arm. Blood wells up from the puncture but she's not touching that.]
At least he's not dead. She considers just leaving, and then doesn't. Cats over his layers of crap to crouch down by his bed and inspect.
Oh my God, is that a needle in him? She squints. That's a needle in him. Jesse, you are literally disgusting. Disgusting enough that she doesn't waffle much before reaching out, pinching the needle and pulling it out of his arm. Blood wells up from the puncture but she's not touching that.]
[If you're going to be like that, Jesse, she'll snoop around looking for his communicator and open it when she gets it.
Not for a total invasion of privacy. Just deleting some of the messages she sent him, which doesn't count as an invasion of privacy at all, right? He doesn't need to know about the banana story. Or about those photos. She resists the urge to delete the whole chain, and she can't stop looking at the pile of empty hypoes as she does. This is bringing back bad memories, and it's disgusting besides.]
Not for a total invasion of privacy. Just deleting some of the messages she sent him, which doesn't count as an invasion of privacy at all, right? He doesn't need to know about the banana story. Or about those photos. She resists the urge to delete the whole chain, and she can't stop looking at the pile of empty hypoes as she does. This is bringing back bad memories, and it's disgusting besides.]
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