hostage: (weary ☣)
Jesse Pinkman ([personal profile] hostage) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2014-06-23 04:38 pm

Bad habits make for good memories.

WHO: Jesse Pinkman & OPEN
WHERE: Heropa & Maurtia Falls
WHEN: June
WHAT: It's a catch-all for everyday situations involving Jesse.
WARNINGS: ...Drugs. Like. Obviously.

HEROPA - YOUTH CENTER
[As soon as the kids' painting class lets out, Jesse hops outside for a cigarette. It's more out of habit than need, these days. Nicotine does nothing for him. Nothing does anything for him. But he likes it: the smoke in his lungs combined with the sweet summer air around him, salt on the breeze and the sun on his skin. He keeps away from the building's entrance - doesn't want to make the children breathe second-hand smoke, of course - and wanders the grounds instead. It's a good chance to survey the area for any creeps lurking around, too. The place doesn't have much in the way of security, and if there's one "heroic" job he's willing to do, it's protecting these kids.]
MAURTIA FALLS - RED BRANCH
[It's funny. He's been living in Pennsylvania for over a month, but he couldn't be assed to explore the place very much. Honestly, he doesn't like Pennsylvania. There's not nearly as much sun as he's used to and it just isn't his scene. Downright gloomy, sometimes. But he's slowly getting used to it, and his leisurely exploration finally leads him to the imPort pub on the outskirts of town. It's cool-looking, at least. Not a place to hang out on the regular, but definitely a place to look at. He snaps a few photos as he hops up the steps, and does the same when he walks in. That's going on his instagram, for sure.]
HEROPA - THE STREETS
[It's about time for dinner. Jesse never cooks for himself - he doesn't need to save the money and it's lonely as hell eating in his apartment by himself - so he heads straight from work into town to scope out the options. Sometimes he'll choose pizza. Sometimes tacos or a burger. Sometimes he just grabs ice cream, because he's a responsible adult. Anyway, he parks his stupid banana-yellow convertible off the street and hops out to look around. There's probably someplace he hasn't tried yet. He'll just walk until he finds a good one.]
MAURTIA FALLS #001 - CLOSED TO GREED
[It's the worst time of night, when Jesse has to come back to this place. Half the time, he doesn't even bother. It's often hotels for him, wherever he happened to just be partying. But since he couldn't land a girl for tonight, Jesse comes shuffling into his government-sponsored apartment as soon as the bars close. He smells strongly of liquor but he isn't remotely drunk, which is his curse, really. No one should have to be this sober. He tosses his jacket over the nearest chair and opens the fridge to grab a beer, not quite ready to sleep yet. He rummages around for some leftovers, too, but they're all gone. That's great. The roommate probably ate them again. He heaves a mildly irritated sigh and wanders out of the kitchen, chugging his beer.]
AT THE DRIVE-IN - CLOSED TO SKYE
[Okay... So he was honestly only half-paying attention to the movie, if that. He's been mostly focused on Skye, because he's a teenage boy at heart, and who really goes to a drive-in to watch the movie? But now the credits are rolling and the engines of the cars around them are starting up. Jesse sits back and looks up at the starry sky over their heads, letting out a quiet laugh.]

Over already, huh.
hoboagogo: (I'm ready for it (Come on bring it))

YOUTH CENTER aw yeah

[personal profile] hoboagogo 2014-06-24 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
[He'd seen Jesse around the place, talked to him on the network maybe twice- Enough to get a feel for the guy being cynical and suspicious as shit, but not a whole lot else. The way he looked and spoke over the communicator was reminiscent of the punks and thugs out behind the station at night... but when he usually saw him at work, it was surrounded by kids and seeming to support the fuck out of them.

Needless to say? He's curious.

So he steps out from the center and into the heat, inwardly cursing the damn sun here (Florida was too damn hot--) and following Jesse's trail, up into the grounds. He pulls a hand from his dark pants in casual greeting as he approaches, slate eyes flickering from the man's face to cigarette, to the center, and back.]


Hey. Can I bum a smoke off you?

[With a faint nod to the cigarette. He's never been much of a smoker, didn't like the acrid feeling quite so much: but it's a way to start the conversation, a way to give him a reason to stand out here in the fucking sun away from the center, a reason to spend a few minutes sating his curiosity.]

Are you done for today?
vaccination: (morning.)

the streets

[personal profile] vaccination 2014-06-24 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Ellie doesn't wander too far from Joel. He doesn't like it, and she doesn't like it. Sometimes, though, she needs some air. Teenage girl and all--and Ellie's sure he's secretly grateful for an hour of his own time. So she promises to keep her communicator close, not go past certain landmarks, and be careful. Very careful. She's not as worried as she once was walking around, but she's still armed. A gun in her backpack and a knife in her pocket.

She's more subtle than Joel.

Speaking of subtle... she knows that totally unsubtle car. Jesse. A few moments of scanning the streets leads her to spotting him on the opposite side.

At least she looks both ways before darting across the street.]


Hey!
nestingdevil: ➥ mewtube@dreamwidth (♠ } the wretched blood runs through)

➥ Maurtia Falls #001

[personal profile] nestingdevil 2014-06-24 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[He's halfway down the stairs when he hears the door open. Truth is, the government-sanctioned digs serve a similar purpose for him. As a place to go to when he's got no other options, or when he needs something else to snatch. Tonight's more leaning on the first. The bar's closed and there's still the matter of a file he has to take care of.]

[Of which, Greed has snatched up in his fingers the moment a flash of yellow comes pouring out the fridge. He pauses on the step, listening to it groan. The irritated sigh isn't a voice he knows, but it doesn't sound too much like a threat.]


Ah-? [The Sin takes one more step and his smile brims. Practically slithering out of the dark and the shadows on the wall move as a stray car or two passes by just outside. They sink him in muted blacks and grays before passing on.]

[Greed lowers himself down another step, firmly blocking the rest of the hike up. And he coils around the bend of the staircase; dipping his shoulder, easing into his spine. An uncomfortable position for anyone that wasn't him.]

[A slow ease out of the ankle as him pushing his heel into the next stair, letting that curved-tip of his boot sway out. The kid doesn't look too old; a middle ground, even with his mouth half shoved into the bottle.]
You must be the other one. [The Sin finally says. As if he wasn't just creeping out of the dark. A reach behind and he's shoving the folder into the back waist-line of his leather pants.]

Sorry - I don't plan on staying here very long.
Edited 2014-06-24 02:28 (UTC)
hackitude: smile, grin, laughing (watching the storm passing)

[personal profile] hackitude 2014-06-24 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Seems like. Good movie, though. I really liked the bit with the explosions.

[That's a joke; the whole movie was explosions. Skye had ended up deciding on seeing a cheesy action flick after all, rather than a cheesy rom-com. She worried at first that it might have hit too close to home, but she used to love action movies and she didn't want to have to swear off them just because she joined SHIELD. That was stupid. In the end, the whole movie turned out to be so ridiculous, she needn't have have worried.]

... You sound surprised, though. It's not like they've been telegraphing the end of the movie for the last ten minutes, or anything.
Edited 2014-06-24 06:08 (UTC)
vaccination: (civilization.)

[personal profile] vaccination 2014-06-24 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
What are you doing here?

[Their last conversation was a little heavy, and so she feels a little bad about maybe making Jesse do things he didn't want to. She greets him with a smile. See? No ulterior motive here, and no Joels lurking about.]
hackitude: laughing, happy (there is a house built out of stone)

[personal profile] hackitude 2014-06-24 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
Uh-huh. [Skye just grins and gives him a little eyebrow-raise, like she knows exactly where his attention has been.]

So-- what do people usually do on a traditional first date after this part, anyway? I mean... this is going to sound weird, but I've never actually been on one. Wow, that sounded way less lame in my head. Please don't laugh-- I swear I've been on dates! Just ... not like this.

[Not where you have sex first and then have your first date later, she means. And her ex she knew long before they started dating.]

I think we're supposed to go for ice cream? Or something.
vaccination: (travels.)

[personal profile] vaccination 2014-06-24 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
Can I? [She's not particularly hungry, but she figures Jesse could show her something cool.]
vaccination: (loot.)

[personal profile] vaccination 2014-06-24 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Ellie gives him a look. This is better than him leaving money for her to find, at least.]

I don't know. What should a girl born into a world without fast food or even restaurants in general experience?
hackitude: impressed (credits roll over the edge of horizons)

[personal profile] hackitude 2014-06-24 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
Okay then. I'm going to propose something really radical, so don't have a heart attack. How about... ice cream and walking?

I like to live dangerously.
vaccination: (fleeting.)

[personal profile] vaccination 2014-06-24 07:36 am (UTC)(link)
Never had a taco. Seen pictures, so I think I get some credit.

[She folds her arms over her chest as she pretends to consider. Certainly not a motion she's picked up from Joel.]

Sell it to me. What's so good about a taco?
hackitude: disbelief (how could I ever wish away?)

[personal profile] hackitude 2014-06-24 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh my gosh. You're totally right. [And then in a right Texan accent:] We're goin' too fast-- I'm a proper Southern girl, you'll make me untidy.
hackitude: smiling, laughing (we are the lions)

[personal profile] hackitude 2014-06-24 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[That gets a laugh.]

Of course. What was I thinking? [As she shakes her head:] Of course that also means absolutely no sex before marriage. Oh-- wait.
Edited 2014-06-24 16:10 (UTC)
hoboagogo: (Know I could be more clever)

[personal profile] hoboagogo 2014-06-24 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[A nod of thanks, but his hand pauses for a second before taking the cigarette- It's not too hard to notice the hand-rolled black sheep in the otherwise-unremarkable carton. His brows lift up behind his bangs, lips quirking on either side mirthlessly.]

Those just for special occasions? [It's a half-hearted, light comment- not terribly prying, but curious. But he takes what he's been offered, bringing filter to lips and flame to tip, one hand shielding from the breeze as he takes the first drag, and hands the lighter back.]

My last appointment was a no-show, so I'll be outta here soon. [Casual, dumb work conversation, sure, but the curious glances are more than enough to show his interest in learning more (or figuring out) the other imPort.]
Edited 2014-06-24 17:40 (UTC)
vaccination: (overhear.)

[personal profile] vaccination 2014-06-24 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[No, she doesn't know, and it's clear by the puzzled expression on her face. Crunchy... shell? Gauc? Sour cream? What the hell is Christmas-style?]

I'm already up to like, four questions. Should I save them or ask them now?

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