gimmethemap | 147 - [Carnival Filter]

Goddamnit.

Looks like that storm that hit us back in Stoolbend did a number on our tapestries. Girls, when you're done with rehearsals, take a break and get to mending them. We're not starting the show tonight looking like we've never made money doing this before.

Tents up, but there's only one guy building the stage -- so I need a few more rousties in here helping him and one to fix a few of the lights.

Cooch don't sell in the dark.

Leia, where is your brother?

(ooc: Morgan, one of a husband/wife barker duo for the Cooch Dancers -- one of which is their daughter, Laura, the rest of which are Leia (her husband's sister) and Leia's daughters. This was not uncommon back in the old days. For added effect (and why she's not in the show herself) she has a brace on one of her legs from taking a bullet to the knee and can't actually dance anymore. She...is also kinda bossy no matter what her form. And annoyed at setbacks -- noting that when she's annoyed that Jim Kirk stops being her husband and becomes her sister-in-law's brother instead.)

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I would never dare.

[Though since mid-afternoon is not really a specific time period, he wanders in sometime in that vicinity but it's totally cool to say that he was way late.]

[She kind of expects it by this point and is sitting on their bed and unlacing her boots. Her right leg lays at an odd angle, laying straight instead of bent at the knee, the metal and leather bindings over her pant leg keeping it in place. She glances up, smiles knowingly.]

Don't usually entertain before a show. Y'ain't even seen me dance yet.

I've just got a feeling about you. My heart's a-fluttering. It's like a sign. [Jim approaches her, smiling, and leans over to give her a kiss.] "Besides, I think you might be the mother of my child. So, I'm wooed."

Well then -- [She catches the front of his shirt with a hand to keep him there a moment] -- y'got proof of that? [Smiling, just barely a breath away]

[He tips his head to the side slightly, bracing his arms against the bed on either side of her.]

There's five dollars in my pocket.

[She raises an eyebrow] Sawbuck gets you a toss. Not a fiver. [Smirk.] But y'know, I think I might cut you a deal.

Even without a teeny tiny mustache? My lucky day.

I know. Serious charity I'm giving you here. [glance] But I figure -- hey, he's got a cute tush. Can't be too bad, can he?

I knew that's why you married me. [Jim pushed another kiss to her mouth, nudging her back on the bed.]

[She lay back, a laugh rising up in her throat. She wasn't quick to let go of the front of his shirt, bringing him down with her.]

[He let her pull him down with her, settling his knees on the bed, careful to position himself around her busted knee. It's kind of like second nature at this point to work around it.

AAAND fading to black for this afternoon delight.]

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