soul_logs | [OPEN] Love Shack

Characters: OPEN
Location: Nocturne Bazaar
Rating: Gen… Maybe. Don't do anything you wouldn't tell your mother about!
Time: April 3rd, April 4th
Description: The "attraction" was quite the hit last time. Who will you find yourself shacked up with now?

The island the Bazaar sits on is certainly big, but who thought they'd be able to fit an entire river on top of it? The line for the ride is just as large as you'd think it'd be, and it's been split in two with a tall screen to prevent people in both sides from seeing the other.

The staffers operating the line don't seem to care about making it grow; they're literally pulling people unlucky enough to wander too close and shoving them in a line before they can protest. You could try to get away, but the rest of the crowd's pushing impatiently forward and before long, you're up.

You might as well just get it over with. Hopefully the company's nice.

((ooc; this log takes place over both the first day and the second day. please use the subject line indicator [ NAME | DATE | OPEN/CLOSED ] and keep in mind that during the second day, characters will likely be under the effects of growing madness!))

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"The jobs that went wrong had a tendency of going horribly wrong," Six noted. "Murphy's Law would run amok."

"What kind of person were you two after," she chuckled again, "Or is that something that I shouldn't know about?"

"Classified," Six said simply. "But let's just say it was one of the targets that most people weren't sorry to see go."

Classified, even here. She's not surprised. "Good. Those are the ones I like to hear about."

She was so thankful that this ride had mostly been forgotten. It's not so bad.

Sorry, Holiday. Six would carry his secrets to the grave if possible. Just because a contract was finished didn't mean he didn't remain true to the various secrecy clauses contained in it even afterwards.

The boat ride was rather relaxing if one ignored the obnoxious decorations. At least the music wasn't too invasive...or sound like it belonged in movies rated NC-17.

However, he threw her a teasing smirk. "I didn't think you were the type to approve of such vigilante justice."

The boat ride was actually nice. Though, she knew what it was meant for and what went on in these boats and that didn't help anything, but the actual ride itself... It was kind of sweet, even with their topic of conversation.

"Maybe not Rex's version sometimes, considering he breaks more things then he should, but I wouldn't say no to your kind."

She doubted that she knew the people that Six used to take down, but she knew their kind well enough. Well, at least, the ones that no one would miss... She ignored the rest.

Six gave a soft chuckle at that. "You surprise me sometimes."

Holiday raised an eyebrow. "Still?"

She's surprised he doesn't expect that kind of stuff from her more often.

He nodded. "Just when I think I've figured you out, you'll do something that makes me have to reassess you."

Because he'd doubted that she would see even someone who deserved death despite slipping through the court system's fingers like the target he'd told her about as deserving to die without a trial.

Well, no. But there were those people that controlled the government and justice systems with fear and money. It was those types that abused the system and the people in it to critical levels that resulted in only death, slavery, or war that deserved what came to them.

Though, as stated before, she ignored the others that went on Six's list. As much as she disagreed with some of his past--and boy did she disagree with it--he had to make a living somehow. ~~Lucky she loves you.~~

"Well, good," she smirked, "It'll keep you on your toes, at least." She hoped he didn't think of her as worse, but the truth is still the truth.

Six gave a noncommittal hum at that, mulling it over.

Then he looked ahead. "Looks like we're reaching the end."

Yes, Six. Go ahead and mull that over.

Holiday gives a sigh of relief. Finally, it's over. They can go about their lives and forget about the terrible and suggestive decorations and-

"Does that say kiss cam?"

"Yes, it--"

And there was a bright flash of light as the flash went off, capturing not a kiss but two baffled adults. Six was glad for his shades or it would've been blinding after the dark tunnel.

"--does."

And now she's embarrassed and blushing as if she were on fire and blind and and-

And she starts to laugh. It might have been her nerves coming back to haunt her, but she just couldn't handle how funny a picture of Six in the tunnel of love was bound to look.

Six looked at Holiday in confusion, surprised at her laughing. Rather than question it, he relaxed waited for the boat to stop before climbing out and offering her a hand.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Holiday tried to apologize a bit, but it seemed halfhearted since she was still chuckling.

Though, she had been surprised enough at the offered hand to stop her giggles for a second, but the smile didn't leave her face. Ah well, must be the whole weapon/meister thing that makes him seem a bit more open to that sort of contact.

She took his hand and stepped out with him. "We have got to get that picture."

Having your soul in close proximity to someone else's and resonating with it did give you a certain amount of perspective. Six could trust her not to use him offering his hand as an opening to jab a knife between his ribs though he'd be hesitant to do the same for anyone else.

"If you really want one," Six said with a shrug. He wasn't going to object to it at least.

"Oh," she chuckled, "I do."

You should be more wary, Six. If she met Hughes, that picture will suddenly be plastered all over the city.

Considering that Six made the foolish mistake of introducing Hughes to the internet, "all over the city" would be a good thing.

He followed after her to the booth where photos could be purchased.

As soon as she reached the booth, Holiday cracked up again. Their picture, being a new one, was on display until they picked it up.

And WOW were they picture perfect or what? She looked like a deer in headlights and he looked so disgruntled and clueless.

"...Somehow not the worst picture I've ever seen of me," he noted, studying the photograph.

"Me either," she laughed. Oh, she hopes that they give each of them one. That would be fantastic.

They have to pay but Six had the money for them. He slipped one copy into his pocket before handing her the other. "Here."

She didn't think it would cost!... but she took it with a big smile. "Thank you."

She'll treasure it. Bahahaha.

~~Probably should keep it on your person, Holiday, since the apartment building's going to go down.~~

"You're welcome. Though it does look pretty ridiculous."

There was a slightly amused smirk on his face though.

[OPEN] Love Shack

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