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𝕕𝕒𝕣π•ͺ𝕝 π••π•šπ•©π• π•Ÿ ([personal profile] dadyl) wrote2023-05-27 07:10 pm
poleaxed: joke (now death is gonna hold us up)

[personal profile] poleaxed 2024-07-01 01:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Daryl will find the jug is filled with sweet tea and lemon slices-- not the best, even Joan will admit that, but she thinks it's about as good as they can get without Lipton packets.]

Yeah, I kinda assume you're not trying to emotionally entrap me. [It's gentle ribbing. It probably comes on too strong. She always does.] Reckon it's the least I can do... considering. Always put my fucking foot in my mouth with you.

[It's not really always, but it feels like it to Joan, someone whose guilt is as overactive as her rage.]
poleaxed: joke (now death is gonna hold us up)

[personal profile] poleaxed 2024-07-06 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks at him with his greasy hair and grey beard, the sweat on his neck and the motor oil on his hands. She wants to touch him. She wonders if he fucks hard.]

[(The aphrodisiacs she doesn't know are in the tea and starting to kick in.)]


Nah. Didn't wanna go back in. Hey, d'you wanna, uh. Go out some time?

[She is trying to be gentle.]
poleaxed: smile; gent; static (do what it did)

[personal profile] poleaxed 2024-07-07 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[As much as Joan enjoys assertive, commanding presences, Rubilykskoye has opened her eyes to the appeal of shy bashfulness. She wonders how shy he'd be while she was touching him. She's sure, in this moment, that she could give him a good time. It would be a kindness. (A selfish kindness. It would be incredibly erotic, she is also sure.)]

[So she gives him space. Lets him take his time.]
I'm not great, either. Shocker, I know. [She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear.] But I like you, and you're very fucking nice to look at.

[And very much in her league, and kind, empathetic, knows his way around an engine, and-] I wouldn't mind giving you a good time. However you wanna do it.
poleaxed: static ; hands (you might be harboring a heartache.)

[personal profile] poleaxed 2024-07-20 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[If Joan were pretty, she's sure this wouldn't happen. It's not that Daryl thinks she's ugly, exactly, but it wouldn't be so easy to reject her if she looked like a model, like everybody else here does. At this point, it's absurd to take it personally. It doesn't mean anything. It's just how life is.]

Yeah, well, I'm pretty cheap.

[That was pure bitterness, entirely unworthy of the kindness Daryl has shown her, unrelentingly if stubbornly applied. She shakes her head.]

Look, it's whatever. Just an offer, you know. [She looks away, frowning.] All I'm saying is-... thanks. For checking on me. That's all.

[She takes a step back, clearly preparing to turn tail and leave.]
poleaxed: static; angry; hand; fight (Default)

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[personal profile] poleaxed 2024-07-22 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
You look like a normal guy, Daryl.

[And maybe that's the problem. She feels too comfortable with that normalcy, and it's causing her to expect more of Daryl than he ever signed up to give. Is she taking advantage of him? It feels likely. She takes advantage of everything in this place. Ruins everything good.]

[Mavis' image flashes through Joan's mind. Self pity. She needs to get over herself. She needs to leave.]


Yeah. I get that. Stay safe, Daryl. And if you find an ethanol car- [She makes the old-fashioned sign for 'phone' with her hand, thumb and pinky extended-] Call me.