Kenzi || Day 88 || Video

[onteamdyson]

 Sooooo ... Unless she joined the witness protection program or something, Ruby's kinda missing. Haven't even invaded any of her dreams, qu'est-ce que le hell? And I mean, like I'm seriously worried about her and shit, but-- Fuck it. We gotta eat. 

Hey, all my hunting peeps! Hi! How ya doin'. My name is Kenzi, I'll be your wildlife murdering consultant from now on. This shit is gonna get organised and we are gonna go out there and shoot stuff and then bring it home and then eat it! Who's with me? Not... not now. I'm just saying. If no one else is gonna step up, I can totally do this. So who's metaphorically with me?

[Private to Jesse Pinkman]

So you're totes coming over for dinner, dude. Not a question. You better get your ass over here later, I'm serious.

Comments

[intelligently]

Other than the fact that it doesn't sound hopeful? [ Because that point is still valid ] There's a few problems.

[onteamdyson]

What about this isn't hopeful? I am filled to the brim with hope. I have so much hope I've run out of space in my closet and I don't even know what to do with the rest of all this hope! I've been getting food for my peeps for months now, so you can just take your hope and sh-- ... what kind of problems?

[intelligently]

[ Oh. Another Stiles-type (the non-shutty up type). But look, Lydia made a helpful list ]

Hunting peeps, murdering consultant, shoot stuff, and the lack of organisation. Plus you don't sound confident that you can do this. [ Even if Kenzi does in her tone it's the word choices that Lydia means, even if she is confident ]

[onteamdyson]

[Funny you should mention her totally awesome, totally missing, barely-younger-than-her surrogate son who she is totally worried about.]

Yeah, sorry, my bad. Kind of hard to organize fuck all when your leader suddenly vanishes off the face of the freakin' planet. Also, do you want me to change my entire vocab, speech patterns, and way of life just to make you feel a little more confident in my ability to shoot things in the freaking head so you can eat them? Because, honey, I would be glad to. Hey, maybe you could give me a makeover while you're at it! Pink everything. Let's do it. Yay besties!

[...Lyds, you're smart enough to know that was sarcasm, right? Heh. Okay, good.]

[intelligently]

[ She is, although if you ever ask her for a makeover again you'll probably get it ]

Look. I didn't say you had to change everything but if you want people to follow you you might want them to believe in you. [ And her abilities, too. Lydia doesn't know if she has any, but if she wants to take charge then she's hoping they're there ]

And you'd think organisation would be the first thing a group would set up. [ She'd have thought that would have made it easier, or better, to sort out hunting and getting food ]

[onteamdyson]

I really don't give a shit if they follow me or not. I can get enough for my house just fine without them. It's their choice. I'm not changing anything. They're all more than welcome to go out in the woods on their own. Not my problem.

And we had organisation until Ruby disappeared and all the dream shit happened. I'm just trying to get things back on track.

[intelligently]

Well that sounds like a great leader, not caring. [ Why was she trying to lead anything if it sounded like she was just in it for herself? ]

If you're their leader keeping them safe is your problem.

[onteamdyson]

It's only my problem if they're following me. That's the whole incentive. Do you see anyone else stepping the fuck up, dragon lady? And last I checked, you weren't even in this club, so how about you sit the hell down and close your prefectly glossed mouth, mmmmkay?

[That might just be some leftover hostility from when Lydia was here before... even if she doesn't remember, doesn't mean Kenz has changed her mind about her dead-bff's ex-gf.]