to cold climes comes springtime — open & closed

[pacificator]

Who: Wynonna Earp & others
What: May–June catchall
When: May through June
Where: Milton, Lakeside

Content Warnings: Usual Wynonna warnings including themes of alcohol & violence; others marked as needed.

open & closed starters posted here throughout May & June! pwm @ repeatandfade

Comments

[pacificator]

[ She could posture and bitch at him and eventually he'd let her go just so he wouldn't have to deal with her anymore, but she thinks about how he'd probably saved her either from murdering Logan or getting killed herself and opts, instead, to sit heavily back in the chair. She's sore, and she's tired, and her nerves are still a jangling mess. Everything about the way she'd reacted disturbs her.

But this house is quiet, and she's just with March, which means she doesn't have to pretend shit if she doesn't want to. ]

Don't try to take him. He's got knives in his hands. Which seems excessive.

[ Which is maybe her way of saying I shouldn't have tried to take him, either<>/i>. She reaches for the water he gives her and makes a face, but sips at it anyway. ]

Yeah, well, it helps that you're taller than me, Stretch Armstrong.

[questioningmermaids]

[ Wait--no--go back. March's whole face sours, disbelief bubbling to the surface. ]

The fuck do you mean, 'he's got knives in his hands?'

[pacificator]

Like freaking Edward Scissorhands —

[ Nope. March won't get that reference. She lifts her own hands, exasperated. ]

I mean he's got knives that come out of his fists. Metal. Sharp. Filet-you-like-a-fish knives. Like he saw a switchblade and decided 'that's cute, I think I'll get five more and stick them in my hands.'

[questioningmermaids]

Why would he have them in his hands, what kind of idiot would do that? What kind of purpose would that even serve? Knives for hands?

[pacificator]

Well, I don't know! Maybe I'll ask him, when I'm not busy trying to keep from getting stabbed in the face!

[ You think she has answers, Holland? ]

[questioningmermaids]

Well I'm not gonna ask him!

[pacificator]

Good! Nobody needs you to get turned into March kabobs.