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pineslog2017-04-04 03:28 pm
onteamdyson) wrote in pineslog2017-04-04 03:28 pm
I can't help it, man! I'm all about stupid!
Who: Kenzi Malikov and EVERYONE?!
Where: The nail salon, Rumlow's gym, Steve/Nat/Bucky's house, Main Street
When: April 1st to 5th
What: Catch all log for shenanigans, bonding, mischief, and conspiracy theories
Warnings: Will update as needed.
[Open]
I will match your tag style, prose or action! Either is fine!
Getcho nails did
Work for a living? Does she look like a chump?
...Apparently the answer is yes, because she DOES have a job. She doesn't remember ever applying, but she also definitely remembers working here and doing peoples nails and actually having fun most of the time. It's a creative outlet and it gets her off the couch and out of the house. Working doesn't give her time to mourn the loss of video games she thought she had and ... a person she just can't quite remember. Plus, she's got actual bills to pay now. She's not squatting in a crack shack with--... SOMEONE! Who is it?
It's fine. It's probably not important. She's got a life to worry about. A fresh start. Who needs to steal and con when you can apply rhinestones to peoples fingernails for eight hours a day? Hard work. Honest... work.
Whatever. It's fine. Come on in, sit down at her station, and let her rescue your cuticles. Damn.
He's never coming out.
Kenzi is starting to think she married a workaholic. Which is honestly hilarious considering she is the exact opposite. Of course, it's not all work for Rumlow. He gets to do pretty much his favourite thing ever, which for some reason is lifting weights and getting sweaty and teaching other people how to lift weights and get sweaty until everyone is just lifting things for HOURS! It smells like gym class in there. Probably because... it's a gym. A gym that is open FOREVER which means he leaves the house early and doesn't come back until late.
Eventually, it occurs to Kenzi that she actually misses her husband when he's not home, and that leads to her either visiting him while he's at work and she's on lunch or waiting outside until he's done work so they can head home together.
Watching people get buff gets boring after a while. Seriously, there's only so much ogling a girl can do before she starts to get antsy. Rumlow's busy. There's no way she's gonna touch the equipment when she could just be sitting around instead. The railing out front is a good a spot as any. Fresh air, peace and quiet, lot's of-- UGH, it's boring out here TOO! Someone please talk to her before her eyes roll out of her skull.
How do you even neighbour?
Knock Knock! Now that everyone's no longer dying, Kenzi finally got to bake a fresh batch of cookies to deliver to her neighbours. Okay, mostly they're for Steve, but she knows Bucky's probably going to inhale a few and she'd be super stoked if Nat had some. She hasn't actually talked to Steve since the "accident" and she hasn't seen Bucky or Nat since the party.
Enough of her memory is back that she's... conflicted... about things. Some stuff just doesn't add up, some stuff feels too real to not be true! It's hard to sort out. Kinda makes her head hurt. What she does know is that Steve was super freaking nice to her and she didn't even recognize him and she needs to do something nice to apologize/pay him back. She also knows that she really does care about Bucky, even if he's mad at her for a stupid reason.
Even if he might not actually... be...
No. Nope. Don't go there. Shake it off, Kenzi. Smile.
She continues to wait patiently with the container of cookies in her hands.
Choose your own adventure!
Not feeling any of the above? Hit me up with something else!
Where: The nail salon, Rumlow's gym, Steve/Nat/Bucky's house, Main Street
When: April 1st to 5th
What: Catch all log for shenanigans, bonding, mischief, and conspiracy theories
Warnings: Will update as needed.
[Open]
I will match your tag style, prose or action! Either is fine!
Getcho nails did
Work for a living? Does she look like a chump?
...Apparently the answer is yes, because she DOES have a job. She doesn't remember ever applying, but she also definitely remembers working here and doing peoples nails and actually having fun most of the time. It's a creative outlet and it gets her off the couch and out of the house. Working doesn't give her time to mourn the loss of video games she thought she had and ... a person she just can't quite remember. Plus, she's got actual bills to pay now. She's not squatting in a crack shack with--... SOMEONE! Who is it?
It's fine. It's probably not important. She's got a life to worry about. A fresh start. Who needs to steal and con when you can apply rhinestones to peoples fingernails for eight hours a day? Hard work. Honest... work.
Whatever. It's fine. Come on in, sit down at her station, and let her rescue your cuticles. Damn.
He's never coming out.
Kenzi is starting to think she married a workaholic. Which is honestly hilarious considering she is the exact opposite. Of course, it's not all work for Rumlow. He gets to do pretty much his favourite thing ever, which for some reason is lifting weights and getting sweaty and teaching other people how to lift weights and get sweaty until everyone is just lifting things for HOURS! It smells like gym class in there. Probably because... it's a gym. A gym that is open FOREVER which means he leaves the house early and doesn't come back until late.
Eventually, it occurs to Kenzi that she actually misses her husband when he's not home, and that leads to her either visiting him while he's at work and she's on lunch or waiting outside until he's done work so they can head home together.
Watching people get buff gets boring after a while. Seriously, there's only so much ogling a girl can do before she starts to get antsy. Rumlow's busy. There's no way she's gonna touch the equipment when she could just be sitting around instead. The railing out front is a good a spot as any. Fresh air, peace and quiet, lot's of-- UGH, it's boring out here TOO! Someone please talk to her before her eyes roll out of her skull.
How do you even neighbour?
Knock Knock! Now that everyone's no longer dying, Kenzi finally got to bake a fresh batch of cookies to deliver to her neighbours. Okay, mostly they're for Steve, but she knows Bucky's probably going to inhale a few and she'd be super stoked if Nat had some. She hasn't actually talked to Steve since the "accident" and she hasn't seen Bucky or Nat since the party.
Enough of her memory is back that she's... conflicted... about things. Some stuff just doesn't add up, some stuff feels too real to not be true! It's hard to sort out. Kinda makes her head hurt. What she does know is that Steve was super freaking nice to her and she didn't even recognize him and she needs to do something nice to apologize/pay him back. She also knows that she really does care about Bucky, even if he's mad at her for a stupid reason.
Even if he might not actually... be...
No. Nope. Don't go there. Shake it off, Kenzi. Smile.
She continues to wait patiently with the container of cookies in her hands.
Choose your own adventure!
Not feeling any of the above? Hit me up with something else!
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She's pretty sure she could still do nails drunk. The level of excellence could PROBABLY still be upheld. She'll have to try it out on Rumlow sometime just to make sure. Right now, she's got a potential customer and that means cash monies and also a brief end to her constant boredom.
"If you want, I could get you some orange juice from the back and add rubbing alcohol to it but you have to promise not to sue me when your insides melt."
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Getting his nails done while both he and the artist were drunk sounded incredibly fun, but the offer of rubbing alcohol makes his nose scrunch up with distaste. He offered a hand to shake and replaced the grimace on his face with a smile. "Magnus Bane. I'll keep my internal organs intact and go for the standard manicure, then. I wouldn't be fit to sue, but my husband might go wild trying to avenge me."
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Kenzi takes the offered hand and shakes it firmly, approving entirely of this interaction and fighting the urge to steal any wrist adornments or rings. "Kenzi Malikov-Rumlow. Good choice." She snorts, nodding sympathetically, "Oh, you've got one of those, too? Our dudes would get along like an entire city block on fire." Typical house-on-fire does not convey the depth to which her her husband would LITERALLY wildly avenger her. With fists and blood and gore and stuff.
Cooooool.
"Have a seat, Magnus. You tell me what colour you want and I'll tell you all the gossip I hear from dissatisfied housewives and raging soccer moms."
no subject
Humming as he looked over the display of nail polish, Magnus shrugged. "Surprise me with your favorite shade of blue."
Sorry this is so late!
"Oooooh, congrats! Mine, too. Also don't worry about the whole forgetting things bit, that's common around here." Memory is tricky when you can't trust what's real and what's been put there by some shady-ass conspiracy bullshit.
SURPRISES? Kenzi grins and rubs her hands together. Blue seems to be popular with the superfab menfolk lately. She'd had a customer earlier that was down for some blue glitter! But she'd rather switch it up, even when constricted to the same hue. Chase had gotten more of an indigo. For Magnus? She's thinking something a little more electric! She pulls the blue and sets it in front of Magnus before grabbing a fine grit file to buff him with.
"You have great cuticles."