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Jacob Frye ([personal profile] assassin_daddy) wrote2001-10-04 02:32 pm

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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-27 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine, keep your secrets. I like flattery as much as the next girl." Its the second or third time since the contract has come out that Jacob has politely declined to answer a question or not comment on a topic, and she understands, she's not angry in the least, but she hasn't failed to notice either.

He can have his British spellings, too, but she watches him a moment anyway before finally taking a bite of her cake.

She hasn't had a cake like this before, she doesn't know what to expect, but - it's good. It's really good, and she pushes another piece of it around her plate a moment before taking another bite and chewing thoughtfully.

"I get it and all," she says, and the humor is gone from her voice. How many times has she said outright that she doesn't trust anyone? But he brought her cake, which she told him she dreams about from the old world, and they're in a strange situation, and she can let it slide. She clears her throat. "Before my group found the community we finally settled in, we moved around, just trying to stay alive. We'd meet people out on the road, and we'd have to make a call about whether to trust them or not. Whether to take them with us and hope they didn't steal from us or try to kill us - or leave them knowing they'd probably die."
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-27 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't mind," she tells him. She means it. "Some things have to be earned, or built, or both. The best things." She shrugs with her good shoulder.

It doesn't mean she'll tolerate lying in some situations, but it does mean she doesn't think she's owed anything at this point. It does mean she pays attention when he answers anyway.

And she wasn't expecting assassin to come out of his mouth.

"So if you weren't hired, what - why?"
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-27 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)
She listens, but she wonders if this is how others feel when she starts talking about walkers: she knows these words, she understands these concepts, but she can't really imagine it. She has to work hard to imagine it.

She chews on another mouthful of cake while she does, brow furrowing with the effort; she's helped plan small battles, worked out small skirmishes with big groups of walkers, but never anything on the scale he seems to be talking about.

"So - what? How ancient are we talking? In London?"
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-27 02:52 pm (UTC)(link)
She hesitates, filling in this new information, watching Jacob's face to take in as much of the context his having lived it can tell her; she shakes her head at the offer, none for her thanks, and makes a dismissive motion with her hand.

"Actually, I was just thinking how very controlling a wildly contagious virus would be," she comments - not because she thinks that's what happened, but because yeah, she knows. Just because she's struggling with it doesn't mean it didn't happen.

"So - you're just going back and forth killing each other, trying to get the one up?"
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-28 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I never get that, but then, people will believe what they want." This is not as dismissive as it might be in someone else - she's seen it, after all. People will do anything to rationalize what they want to be true, and ignoring worsening symptoms to focus on one thing that might improve? Not the worst way Rosita has seen people lie to themselves.

"So you two really cleaned house?" she prompts, saving how two native Londoners can arrive there for if the answers don't come on their own.
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-28 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
She's seen that, so Rosita just nods. Hope is a brutally dangerous thing - the presence of only a sliver of it makes people do insane things to try to save it, and the absence of it makes them do worse things because what is the point? It's easy to judge when she's outside of it. She finishes her cake, reminds herself to be grateful, and listens to the story he has to tell.

She barely remembers any of her high school history, and it's been years since any other part of the world - England or India or, shit, Mexico or Canada - seemed like even the same planet for all that they could reach it physically or by radio of any kind. She does eye the way he's dressed as he speaks - he talks about gangs and she remembers they're different from the American version, though maybe not so much as everyone would wish - and finally, she nods.

"I probably would have clutched my pearls once upon a time, but - " That Rosita Espinosa might as well be as dead as the rest, so she only adds, "I can think of a few times we could have used someone willing and able to do that. I'm sorry your family raised you up into it though. Did you ever get a choice not to, if you wanted?"
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-28 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Jacob laughs, and Rosita smiles tolerantly, a dry, understated expression that isn't exactly disingenuine but isn't her most sincere, either. "I'm not who I used to be," she answers simply. If he can't understand that - and she thinks maybe he can, with everything going on now - she can't explain it any better.

Besides, this is more important just now. She's not surprised, not with comments she's already heard, but she also has to be careful which questions she chooses from here.

So, watchful: "Boys? How many kids do you have?"
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-28 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Kids die first and hard these days. It's difficult enough to get through a full term pregnancy, to get through a birth with minimal complications, but winters are hard, food is scarce, and walkers are everywhere. Of all the women she's seen start to swell, of all the babies she's seen born, she's seen maybe two handfuls make it to learning to walk, barely more than half of those making it to double digits. It used to just be depressing, mostly, to hear someone has lost their child; but now something seizes in her that feels more like fear.

She barely manages not to look down, and to delay moving her good arm across her own stomach protectively until she's already answered, until it's on a delay.

"I'm sorry," she says, not pity, but sincere. And, a subtle edge that might be anger on his behalf: "However they make choices for this program, they're certainly not doing you any favors."
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-28 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Kindness is a harder sell than basic decency for Rosita, who does not consider herself a kind person, who does not expect anyone to show her the same; it's part of why she values Jesus so much just for his sheer existence. She thinks it's only sensible not to expect it from anyone, because she's certainly not extending it as a matter of course.

And people can judge her for it if they want - she knows why she is the way she is, and she's not ashamed of or for it. But she can be decent. She can not dig into things that don't pertain to what they're trying to do here.

"The man who lead the group mine joined - his name was Rick Grimes," she says after a moment. "When we were trying to figure out how to decide who to let join us and who to leave, he would ask them three questions. Everyone got the same three questions, everyone had the same three chances. After we'd settled into a community for a while it became more obsolete, but - it was important, for a while." She picks up her water, takes a small drink, considers it while she holds it. "Would you mind if I asked you? I'll answer too, if you want. Just for old time's sake." For ritual, which was once a matter of potential life and death for her and everyone she cared about left in the world.
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-29 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes and no," she answers, running her fingertip along the top edge of the glass. It was a test, once, but Jacob has people here who won't let him die if they have any say in it. He has resources, and they don't revolve around whether or not Rosita lets him stay near her. But its important to her nonetheless.

"And it's not a right or wrong thing. It's -" She shakes her head. He'll see.

"First one doesn't really apply here, but. Well. How many walkers have you killed?" She lets it hang anyway so it can be ridiculous for him, and obsolete for her.
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-29 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
She meets his eyes squarely while he answers - on the road, it was important to watch for tells, for lies, for uncertainty or infirmness. She meant what she said though: the communities make it a bit obsolete. She knows he's not insane. She doesn't know him well enough to know for sure if he's lying to her.

But she does believe that answer, and doesn't correct his definition of what walkers are; if that's what it translates for him as, then that's as important as the number. Besides, there are those who define them as exactly that.

The corner of her mouth quirks. "That's the second question: how many people have you killed?" Because they are, indeed, two different questions where she's from. They tell two different stories, and this is where the lies usually show up.
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[personal profile] handleyourshit 2022-10-29 08:27 am (UTC)(link)
Scavenging can be learned, and also there's a certain merit to someone simply surviving long enough to be discovered by a larger group; their physical condition is telling, too. Training can't be changed, and who a person was in the old world rarely matters in the new. Not enough not to be able to find a way to be useful, anyway.

But character? Honesty? Real desire to be a part of the group rather than taking advantage of them? These matter. Rosita nods, accepting the answer. It's not about the numbers, really.

"Why?" He's already told her once. She asks anyway, calm and even rather than accusing, straightforward and simple rather than an obvious trap.

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