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Zoe Torres ([personal profile] sniperslilgirl) wrote2013-05-11 06:09 pm

Test Thread.

They were at the waterfront, and Zoe was skipping rocks. As a city girl, she wasn't the most informed on how it was generally done, but once she'd found the right rocks, she'd managed it every time.
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[personal profile] goodbad_imthguywiththgun 2013-05-12 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Not 'til I have to report to France to work for Manchester Black's sis," Floyd replied, all too relieved. "Don't worry, Zo. We have enough cash to hold us over for the next few months."

Floyd would make sure of it; if he couldn't make this check see them through that time, he'd sell one of Deadshot's old suits and some of his arsenal if he'd have to. Vera would probably reconsider his contract if Deadshot went back to play too soon, and the kid didn't need that. The kid deserved some illusion of stability and Floyd was going to keep that up for her.

He tried to change the topic. "You wanna pick a cd?"
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[personal profile] goodbad_imthguywiththgun 2013-05-12 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Floyd was more of a classic rock fan, but he wouldn't deny her the right to play anything so long as it wasn't Timberlake.

And he could never find it in him to deny her that CD.

The Lawtons said nothing as the light guitar washed over them and singer almost whispered what old Georgie's tongue had told her about hatred, fear, tears.

"For what it's worth," Floyd quietly began. "I'm real sorry about Star City."

It was what a two year old's tactic--apologizing--and he knew well enough it never counted for a thing. All the pretty apologies could never bring back the dead.