Kenzi [005] Video

[onteamdyson]

[Oh hey, it's Kenzi! She appears to be sitting on a bench... outside... with the sun setting and snow falling softly. Is she crazy?! At least she's bundled up and in layers, even if her bunny hat looks really stupid. There's some statue or something behind her, looks like a lady. She's definitely sitting in the cemetery, just chillin']

Hey biatches! So... not that I'm being totally nostalgic or homesick or anything, because that shit is for pussies, but-- [She winces, adjusting her position so she's supporting her right arm with her left. It tilts the video a bit.]

Which of you crazy freaks has never seen snow before? Anyone? Just remember that in a pinch, socks CAN be used as mittens. I'm willing to field any basic questions about this poor, misguided imitation of Canadian weather.



((ooc: She's literally just sitting around in the cemetery thinking about dark junk. Feel free to go up and bug her.))

Comments

[beenunmade]

See...once again, horrible fuckin' liar. I'll give you lessons when 'm less concerned. [ Of it biting him in the ass. He smiles a bit before leaning back into the bench a little. ]

You're important too, Kenz. [ He held out his hands. ] Lemme see it.

[onteamdyson]

What's the point? There's nothing anyone can do about it until I get back to my peeps. [If she gets back. She's just tired of showing people and having them react with fear or pity or whatever. Plus it's cold! She keeps her arm to herself but slides a bit closer, leaning her head on his shoulder.]

It's as fine as it can be, Clint. Trust me.

[beenunmade]

[ He grows quiet for a brief moment, tilting his head to the side. ] You know...I know a dude who can work some voodoo. Can't hurt to ask, right? [ He leans his head against hers, running his hands up his arms.

Fuck yes it was cold. Why hadn't Clint invested in shirts with sleeves yet? Oh right...sleeves are for pussies. Asking Loki for a favor wouldn't really bother him too much. ]

I trust you, Kenz.

[onteamdyson]

Is this the same dude I tried to shoot in the face with a crossbow? Because I don't think he's gonna want to help me.

[Yeah, why the hell not? Sleeves are not for pussies. Kenzi is an expert on stuff that is awesome. She's also just now decided Clint needs a hideous Christmas sweater before he dies of cold.

She sighs and wraps her arms around him as best she can, even though one of them really hurts.]

Maybe you should be inside.

[beenunmade]

[ Clint let out a loud laugh. ] It might be. It might not be. Depends a lil, Kenz. [ He smiles, scooting a little closer to her. ]

Mind over matter...or weather, whatever.