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There's always work to be done!
At least in Hit girl's mind, that was the way things rolled.
And for Mindy, if you wanted to take the two separately, that idea carried over. Sure, there was plenty of training to do, and god knows she had several sparring partners by now, but maintaining her civilian identity was just as important. As it so happened though, there was just as much stuff for Mindy to do as Hit Girl. Specifically, this house took a LOT of care and cleaning, something that Ruffnut was more than happy to let Mindy spearhead. So inside work had involved mopping, sweeping, dusting, window washing and all the while contending with the ghosts. With Ruffnut doing whatever she was doing at this time, Mindy was more than happy to carry on conversations with the house ghouls and was now, in fact, quite used to them being there. Sure, they were a bit cold with her right now because Hana was a fall out with Ruffnut (for some fucking reason or another) but there was no pranking at her, and likewise she was respectful of them.
They were ghosts, for Christsake. Did you really want to piss them off?
Right now Mindy was hard at work, painting the front of the building after making sure she had piled up some leftover debris from the latest piece of shit falling apart, and was wiping her forehead a moment. She was dressed in a plain short sleeve shirt and work pants, her hair in a ponytail, looking a little tired.
God, she wasn't even done with most of her work today.
And for Mindy, if you wanted to take the two separately, that idea carried over. Sure, there was plenty of training to do, and god knows she had several sparring partners by now, but maintaining her civilian identity was just as important. As it so happened though, there was just as much stuff for Mindy to do as Hit Girl. Specifically, this house took a LOT of care and cleaning, something that Ruffnut was more than happy to let Mindy spearhead. So inside work had involved mopping, sweeping, dusting, window washing and all the while contending with the ghosts. With Ruffnut doing whatever she was doing at this time, Mindy was more than happy to carry on conversations with the house ghouls and was now, in fact, quite used to them being there. Sure, they were a bit cold with her right now because Hana was a fall out with Ruffnut (for some fucking reason or another) but there was no pranking at her, and likewise she was respectful of them.
They were ghosts, for Christsake. Did you really want to piss them off?
Right now Mindy was hard at work, painting the front of the building after making sure she had piled up some leftover debris from the latest piece of shit falling apart, and was wiping her forehead a moment. She was dressed in a plain short sleeve shirt and work pants, her hair in a ponytail, looking a little tired.
God, she wasn't even done with most of her work today.
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"Probably more accurate to say I'm sensible, but I'll take what I can get," she replied. Smart. She liked that. "But since there's no way to really accurately track him much time passes on the ship, I couldn't tell you. I'm pretty sure I've been here long enough to have aged at least a year though. Been through enough stuff to know you have to do something to keep you from going crazy."
Which brought her to the new girl. "So what's your story?"
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"What makes you think I have a story?" She pulled a look of interest, her eyes twinkling with something hidden. "Is that a requirement you have to meet to been beamed onto the ship?"
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She snickered. "Just about everyone does. When's the last time Stacy went and saved, like, a sandwich maker, or someone who worked at the patent office? Everyone has some kind of contribution. Hell, my dad was a cop and handled weapons: I'ms sure Stacy has some purpose for me."
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That was the truth...abridged, but still truth!
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"Well, if that's the goal I guess I can manage that."
HOLY SHIT I JUST REALIZED SHE'S FROM GONE
Ha. A few weapons or two, sure.
"So what about you?"
*literally lols*
Re: *literally lols*
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She stared at the girl a moment. "Well, we're here now. How do you rate your chances of survival here?"
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No matter what, she would continue on. But that isn't how she replied. "Oh, I'm gonna stay pretty optimistic and say I think I'll be okay."
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Diana extended her hand. "Do I get to know your name?"
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She nodded. "Yeah, sorry about that. It's Mindy, Mindy Macready."
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"Diana Ladris." Diana kept her hand out, looking at Mindy expectantly.
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She shook the girl's hand. "Where are you from anyway? You from earth?"
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"Yep. Guess that's not so exciting compared to a few of the people around here. Is it, Mindy?" She kept a sly smile. "Cute name."
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"Hey, its plenty exciting to me, it's why I asked. Thanks: you have a pretty cool name yourself. Where are you from anyway? I'm a New York girl myself."
She had points so far.
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"No wonder you can look after yourself." Diana chuckled a little. "I was in California until recently." She'd not really lived there too long, she'd just ended up there once her parents had shipped her off to Coates.
And they all still weren't sure that FAYZ was even in California anymore.
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She grinned. "Well, you have to in a place like that. Cali huh? I hear its nice over there, obviously a little different though. Mind telling me about it?"
She was curious, and who else was around that could talk about Earth? She felt like she was forgetting it somehow.
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"And it was pretty much normal Cali. Beaches. Sunshine. Waves. Alot of boys walking around saying the word 'brah' like it's going out of style despite it being about a decade out of style already." Not that she really spent much time with the locals of Cali, being cooped up in Coates, but Mindy didn't need to kow that.
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Actually, that last part was exactly what she was talking about, "Yeah, that was what I mean. Change out the beaches for buildings and smog and people, and the word 'brah' with 'playa' and you get New York. Kinda nice though, to think about the beach and waves and stuff. Kinda have to go out and find that."
Like go to Jones Beach (Orchard if you wanted to punish yourself), although really, Mindy hadn't exactly been "out" much either.
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