*Have you missed seeing this gal falling asleep just about everywhere? No?
Then if you’re planning to sit on the couch, I have bad news for you.*
….
-Observes from the lounging chair off to the side for a few moments before searching the kitchen for a sharpie-
… Hmm…
-And then attempts to slowly scribble a moustache on her lip from as far away as he possibly can-
Liam lets out a giddy little laugh as the larger man plays with the radio. So long as the two of them don’t injure themselves, Liam is pretty content letting them do whatever they wanted. It’s pretty damn funny listening to them gush over baby things as they drive along.
“Well, I’m sure it’ll be cute no mattah what. Unless it turns out to be like a half baby half reptile or somethin. Not that I’m sayin it WILL but..that’d be wild.” The goofiness of his companions is rubbing off on the Scout. “Those two’re married now right? Or gonna be? Think they’ll invite all us nutjobs to the weddin? I’d be down for a Hawaii vacation.”
“You’re beautiful Willie.”
Isaak reaches out for Liam’s hair and rubs it fondly.
“You’re beautiful too—Oh my god.” Isaak’s eyes widen at Liam’s proposition. Which, of course, is quite preposterous. But in his current state of being it seems like a fairly reasonable possibility… especially considering all the weaponry they surround themselves with. Hopefully, though, there won’t be a mutation.
“Vell… hopefully zhat’s not zhe case… but, no, zhey’re not married yet. I zhink zhey’ve been more concerned about zhe baby… and getting zhings for it” he plays with the radio again, “Of course zhey vill! But zhey might have it in Boston vhere Gino’s family is… you’re from Boston too, zhough, aren’t you Liam? You could see your family too.”
He glances at Willie.
“I hope Marshall comes.”
“Whaaaat? No. Nooo the baby isn’t gonna be mutated that’s just silly.” Willie pouts a bit. Dumb boys, ruining her thoughts of beautiful babies with talk of mutation.
“Ooooh, that would be lovely.” The Engineer is quite taken at the idea of an island holiday. “Can you imagine? Oh, but Boston would be fun too! Never been to Boston…
“Heh, of course you do.” She leans over the back of Isaak’s seat and plays with his curls. She should probably put her seat belt on but she doesn’t really think it’s important. “Marshall is adorable.”
“Aw shit, I forgot Gino was from Boston. That’s pretty damn slick, if they invite me. Would be nice to see home again. C’mon big guy, pick a station, jeez!” Liam’s tone is teasing, but Isaak is passing some good tunes flipping the knobs like a two year old. Ah well, their conversation was more interesting anyways.
Liam pumps the brake as the car approaches the city and the traffic starts to slow. He starts checking street names, trying to recall where the turn is for the baby store; he’s been here enough days to know there was one nearby. “Who’s Marshall? One a’ Gino’s brothahs? That guy’s relatives must be giants. Him an Alex are like..crazy huge.”
“Bahhh… zhere’s nozhing I like…”
But Isaak eventually does settle on something, if only because it’s becoming too much of a hassle to keep looking. Which leaves them with some rock band he’s unfamiliar with. To this day he’s still quite unfamiliar with American music.
“Marshall is Miriam’s sexy little brozher, actually, he vorks for Builders League United as ve do… But zhey seem to enjoy transferring him around,” Isaak casts Liam another meaningful look as he leans back to appreciate Willie’s fingers, “He’s more zhen adorable—vhat did I say Villie…. ? I vanted to put him in my pocket, hahaha! Ahh…
…nobody in here is allowed to tell Dimitri I said zhat.”
Suddenly, the Heavy’s eyes cast to the left and he points out a particular shopping center.
“Isn’t it in zhere?”
Liam lets out a giddy little laugh as the larger man plays with the radio. So long as the two of them don’t injure themselves, Liam is pretty content letting them do whatever they wanted. It’s pretty damn funny listening to them gush over baby things as they drive along.
“Well, I’m sure it’ll be cute no mattah what. Unless it turns out to be like a half baby half reptile or somethin. Not that I’m sayin it WILL but..that’d be wild.” The goofiness of his companions is rubbing off on the Scout. “Those two’re married now right? Or gonna be? Think they’ll invite all us nutjobs to the weddin? I’d be down for a Hawaii vacation.”
“You’re beautiful Willie.”
Isaak reaches out for Liam’s hair and rubs it fondly.
“You’re beautiful too—Oh my god.” Isaak’s eyes widen at Liam’s proposition. Which, of course, is quite preposterous. But in his current state of being it seems like a fairly reasonable possibility… especially considering all the weaponry they surround themselves with. Hopefully, though, there won’t be a mutation.
“Vell… hopefully zhat’s not zhe case… but, no, zhey’re not married yet. I zhink zhey’ve been more concerned about zhe baby… and getting zhings for it” he plays with the radio again, “Of course zhey vill! But zhey might have it in Boston vhere Gino’s family is… you’re from Boston too, zhough, aren’t you Liam? You could see your family too.”
He glances at Willie.
“I hope Marshall comes.”
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Liam can’t help but laugh at the pair of them, because holy fuck, these two are totally baked. He doesn’t completely expect them to hold up their promises, but the prospect of another cheap tattoo and free weed was nice. Plus Willie and Isaak are his good friends, and he could use a break from study! A drive to the baby store together would be just fine!
He returns the Engineer’s hug and pats her gently on the back. “Aw no worries, you guys. I’ll drive ya. Can’t have two stonahs on the road. You wanna leave now, just gimme a sec to grab my shoes.”
With that, Liam leads the way to the garage and hopefully his giddy companions make it into the vehicle with no trouble, while he climbs into the driver’s seat. “So you guys know if it’s a boy or a girl yet?”
Though it’s a difficult and trying journey Isaak manages to follow after Liam to the vehicle intact, clinging to Willie as they follow along in hopes that she too shall be safe. Because it’s dangerous to go alone! But once they’re close enough to the vehicle she’s lightly shoved in favor of him climbing into the front seat.
“Shot gun!”
A tall man like him needs the extra leg room, is his justification. Also he can play with the radio.
“I have not an idea of zhis. For all I know it’s a potato.”
That was a lot funnier in Isaak’s head but that doesn’t stop him from laughing, turning his head to the side and pushing it against the cushion.
“But Gino seems convinced it’s a boy. He vas all, like, Isaak Sokolov don’t you dare turn my son into a little faggot,” The Heavy stares at Liam, suddenly, intensely, “It’s funny because I’m… really, really into zhe boys.”
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-Heinrich has himself a hearty laugh, far beyond bothering to “save” his friend. So Isaak wasn’t religious. It was an accepted fact, and even at a distance Heinz had no interest in getting on the big fella’s bad side.-
You keep it up, Lucifer himself will be crying from lay offs.
-Of course he was only joking, it was clear from his jovial tone. Isaak was a good man. Hearing about the location, he was instantly jealous. Sure, Vegas was close, but at Upward he was still stuck out in the wilderness. Plenty of driving to get to civilization.-
Yeah, the party town. All casinos and bullshit. I haven’t been yet, but I pray for my sake there is good shopping. Justine may lose her temper if she spends too much time out here in the desert and cliffs.
-Heinrich shook his head, even though Isaak couldn’t see it. He was the type to gesticulate during conversation. It was true though, he’d be feeling the wrath of his wife if she couldn’t find something to satisfy her spoiled French tastes. However, the medic was just as bad.-
Hey, I miss the deer. I’m still not sure what I have to hunt here, besides taking potshots at vultures. Maybe some fishing.
-Heinrich clucks his tongue, sucking his teeth.- You know, I haven’t really thought of it yet. I just know I want more work done, you know? I have the feeling it’s time.
I vonder if he’s cute.
-Isaak can’t say he envies Heinrich’s current position (minus the Vegas aspect). Though Refinery has proven itself to be a respectably hot location at least it’s close enough to civilization and the coast. So he imagines it’s at least slightly cooler than where his friend has shacked up-
Mmm… aren’t zhere vild dogs in zhe desert? I can’t remember vhat zhey’re called zhough…
-There’s a pause as the Heavy lazily reaches for his bong from his nightstand and drags it over, then his lighter. The phone is tucked in between his shoulder and ear-
… Coyotes. You could hunt coyotes, zhough I cannot say I recommend it. Zhey’re vicious and I don’t believe zhey’re edible. It vould just be murder.
-He lights up and takes a hit-
Mmmm…. I’m at your service… you could alvays let me help you vith zhe design. I’ve done designs for plenty of people! And you know most of mine I sketched out for zhe artist… Heh… I promise not to, like, sneak a dick in zhere.
But zhere’s zhe matter of vhere it’s to be done. Your base or mine.
*By the way Willie snorts with laughter, it’s apparent that she thinks it was plenty funny.
So the two of them stand there, hugging and giggling like idiots for a few minutes. It’s very productive.*
Ehehehehe… y-yeah uh… hmm. Maybe… Liam could drive us? Liam’s a good boy.
…or we could take the bus?
-At some point Isaak picks the Engineer up by the waist and holds her up from the ground, swaying her back and forth not unlike a child. Because that’ll contribute to their productivity at the present moment-
Mmmm~ If he vaaaants too?
You. You should ask. Because you’re, like, his mama.
I’m fine vith zhe bus eizher vay.
… can he even drive?
*This is acceptable to Willie. She just wraps her arms around the big man’s neck and enjoys the ride.*
Yes he can drive! He’s a big boy. Now put me down, I’ll go ask him.
*The Engineer baps Isaak repetedly on the arm till he complies, then takes him by the hands and drags him down the hall towards Liam’s room. Once there, she knocks on the door, quickly and continuously.*
Liam! Liiiiiiam! Liiiiiiiiiiiiiam~!
Liam’s been studying his Spanish book diligently, when he hears company outside his room. Sounds like Willie, a very pleased Willie. He jumps from his chair and opens the door to find both her and Isaak, accompanied by a familiarly sweet fragrance. Liam grins. This should be fun.
“Hey guys! What’s up?”
Isaak is leaning against Liam’s doorframe when the young man opens the door, having abandoned Willie’s hands to run his fingers through her hair. Because he’s certain he saw something in there, a leaf or something… but now he just wants to play with it a little. He gives Liam as much attention as he can, his eyes glazed and blood shot.
“We’re… ve vant to go to zhe baby store! Our friend Miriam—you know Miriam, you know her right? She’s going to be giving birth soon! And… and VE—,” he hugs his arm around Willie’s shoulders, “—Are zhe God parents. And so ve need to make sure zhe child has everyzhing it needs… and most of her zhings vere destroyed in zhe fire. So ve need to, to go to zhe store.
For babies.
But zhen ve got high…. can you drive us? I’ll do your next tattoo very, very cheap. And ve can pay for gas.”
Hopefully Willie doesn’t mind him signing her up for that responsibility.
“It’ll be fun! Little baby clothes.”
I’m going off to dumpster dive :3 see ya’ll later! Sorry I logged off of skype quickly but I’m just gonna head out now.
Pfff, we won’t die…
*Probably. Maybe. Willie’s becoming less sure of that by the moment. Dying on the way to town would put a damper on the whole day.*
Okay okay, fine. I won’t drive. But Isaaaaak!
*She steps forward to wrap her arms around his waist. Because that’ll give her concern more weight, somehow.*
How are we gonna get to the baby store?!
Girl you’re so high you could pee rain—zhat vas a lot funnier in my head… it vas also not in English.
-Isaak laughs at her efforts to increase the gravity of the situation and hugs her back, suddenly feeling particularly cuddly. Yes, this is good, this is going to solve their problem—wait no it’s not god damn it-
Um….
-He just starts laughing for, like, a minute straight-
Uhhhh—hahaha—Ve can… get somebody to drive us…..?
Not your boyfriend.
*By the way Willie snorts with laughter, it’s apparent that she thinks it was plenty funny.
So the two of them stand there, hugging and giggling like idiots for a few minutes. It’s very productive.*
Ehehehehe… y-yeah uh… hmm. Maybe… Liam could drive us? Liam’s a good boy.
…or we could take the bus?
-At some point Isaak picks the Engineer up by the waist and holds her up from the ground, swaying her back and forth not unlike a child. Because that’ll contribute to their productivity at the present moment-
Mmmm~ If he vaaaants too?
You. You should ask. Because you’re, like, his mama.
I’m fine vith zhe bus eizher vay.
… can he even drive?
*Willie, for her part, had had a rather stressful day on the battlefield (one of the RED Scouts seemed to have a grudge against Amir, but no ability to tell their buildings apart) and had gone straight to her room afterwards to unwind. Which meant smoking massive quantities of weed.
When she hears the knock on her door, though, she pulls herself up and goes to answer it.*
Heey honey!
*Oh. Right. The trip into town. She’s pretty much forgotten.*
…oh… heh yeah I’m not… exactly sober either… but I can still drive! It’ll be fine.
-The dank, cloudy smoke that spews from her room upon opening the door suggests to Isaak that she’s perhaps indulging herself. Which doesn’t sit well with him. As much as he loves and trusts Willie… he trusts her a whole lot less when she’s high.
And he’ll love her a whole lot less if she drives them off the road and fucking kills him-
Zhat’s an idea…
But vhat if—and zhis is just an idea—ve don’t die?
Pfff, we won’t die…
*Probably. Maybe. Willie’s becoming less sure of that by the moment. Dying on the way to town would put a damper on the whole day.*
Okay okay, fine. I won’t drive. But Isaaaaak!
*She steps forward to wrap her arms around his waist. Because that’ll give her concern more weight, somehow.*
How are we gonna get to the baby store?!
Girl you’re so high you could pee rain—zhat vas a lot funnier in my head… it vas also not in English.
-Isaak laughs at her efforts to increase the gravity of the situation and hugs her back, suddenly feeling particularly cuddly. Yes, this is good, this is going to solve their problem—wait no it’s not god damn it-
Um….
-He just starts laughing for, like, a minute straight-
Uhhhh—hahaha—Ve can… get somebody to drive us…..?
Not your boyfriend.
