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Sergeant-Major Adrian Shephard ([personal profile] hecu_marine) wrote2013-08-22 10:10 am

The Next Day

It's the day after arriving in the village. The trolls' hunt was successful, the reaction spectacular. Jecinaldo met with each of the Americans separately and then had an extended sit-down with Mari, of which Mari does not particularly intend to speak. Other discussions were had and other things were handled, and ultimately everything was set up to happen the next day.

When you have the better part of a Satere-Mawe village gathered around the town's common meeting area to see five young men pass the ant rite for the twenty-fourth time, there's a certain anticipatory atmosphere to the event. It's only mildly disrupted by the pointing and murmuring caused by two non-Brazilian white people and two Alternian trolls making their way up to the place.

This is gonna get interesting.
donthidemycigs: (Dr Grace Augustine)

[personal profile] donthidemycigs 2013-08-23 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Village life starts early. It's a routine Dr. Grace Augustine is already conditioned to, so during the hours leading up to the ant rite she's making the best use of her time by interacting with the rest of the village. It's been a long time since she was a bright-eyed college kid soaking in everything about the Kaingang, Sateré-Mawé, and Baniwa (longer than she'd ever admit; Grace is just a particularly mature thirty years of age, and anyone who contests that deserves the lesson in self-preservation they'll get). There's a lot she's let slip her mind, and things are different in this Earth and time than in hers. It's all worth studying.

But there's only so much she can collect samples of, and as interesting as the stories the elders are relating are, there's no way in hell she's going to miss the chance to support Shephard. By "support", of course we mean sit and laugh while he gets the shit stung out of him. She'll keep the sarcastic comments to a minimum, but only because she wouldn't want to disrespect the Mawe or their customs, and the boys who are going through the rite with him deserve her consideration.

Still, she beams a "Good luck" at him. If she were younger (than a very mature thirty years old), she'd be right there beside him. But her hands are too precious to her right now to risk the ill effects of the bullet ant poison.

Let's face it, she's more up for partaking in the local narcotic than any public flagellation.
donthidemycigs: (Avatar: Grinning like a mad scientist)

[personal profile] donthidemycigs 2013-08-24 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Grace heartily agrees. "There's a song from Earth history that I damn well wish I could play for the occasion."

Which song? It should be noted that she hasn't stopped sniggering since first meeting back up with Shephard and seeing those denim cutoffs. Further clues present themselves when she shouts, "Hey, Shephard! Don't forget to do your little turn on the catwalk."

This may be the only time in history you can see Grace Augustine shake her tush. Unless Shep brings those cutoffs back to the bar with him. Then it will become customary, along with every playing of I'm Too Sexy. Wouldn't Trudy be amused.
donthidemycigs: (Trudy and Grace)

[personal profile] donthidemycigs 2013-08-24 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Still, you could have gone with shorts," she says. "But I respect your fashion choices. It says there's a man who doesn't give a fuck what anybody thinks. And it just emphasizes how damn old you are compared to me."

He could remark on the college tee she's wearing, but chances are high she'd just ignore him.
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[personal profile] nepetaleijon 2013-08-25 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
"We're good!" Nepeta beams, waving from where she's sitting with Kanaya. "Just waiting to s33 the fun."

Yes. Fun.
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[personal profile] bloodyvirgo 2013-08-25 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Kanaya shoots Shephard an encouraging smile.

"We're Sure You'll Do Wonderfully, Shephard."
donthidemycigs: (Avatar: Grinning like a mad scientist)

[personal profile] donthidemycigs 2013-08-25 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Grace puts that toothy grin away just long enough to hold up her hands in surrender, and zip her mouth shut. Judging by the glint in her eye, that zipper won't stay shut very long, but it's the thought that counts.

Hey, after they start, he'll probably need something to focus on. The jackass must have silver balls, too.