What even is my life anymore?

[onteamdyson]

Who: Kenzi Malikov-Rumlow, Matt Miller, Poe Dameron
Where: Bucky's room, and then around town!
When: Matt's thread is on May 4th after this. Poe's thread is May 14TH
What: Kenzi "borrows" her "cousin's" room to talk to her "ex-boyfriend" about what the shit is going on. Later, Kenzi sees a very advanced roomba rolling around the street and NEEDS TO INVESTIGATE!
Warnings: Probably strong language. Some heavy topics? Mostly stupidity. Will update as needed.
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May 4th - Matt

So Jefferson hadn't been at the tea shop Kenz had sent Matt to, that's fine. Probably better, actually, considering she doesn't want people to know about them. Not that any of it actually HAPPENED! Except... it might have happened? But probably didn't. Whatever. Either way, she doesn't want to go spreading the news that she was associated with this giant nerd that barely knows how to talk to girls and somehow managed to get into her pants for what proved to be an UNDERWHELMING ENCOUNTER! How the hell did that lead to a brief relationship? Who knows. The less people it gets around to, the better.

Kenzi drags Matt from main street, all the way to a house. Not her house where she lives with her husband, though. That would be STUPID! Seriously, really dumb. Especially when there are cameras everywhere. No thanks. Instead, she brings him to her cousin's house. Specifically, his bedroom. A place they can talk without being ratted out to the popo and locked up for disturbing some shit! Because that is a thing that keeps happening and Kenzi is way too cute to go to prison. Again. Shut up.

Tugging Matt by his wrist the entire way, she pulls him into Bucky's bedroom and shuts the door behind them with a huff. She doesn't want Steve or Nat to see this guy. It's bad enough she had to tell Bucky! He gave her that stupid half smile he does with his stupid face and she wanted to punch him. It's not LIKE that. God.

At least now they could talk.

"Okay, spill. What do you remember? Let's start there." Because it's probably not much and she needs to know which blanks need to be filled.


May 14th - Poe

Whaaaat the FUUUUUCK is that thing? It looks like a rice cooker sitting on top of a beach ball. Seriously, what IS that? Just rolling down the street-- is this some kid's science fair project? Kenzi has to investigate. She's gotta see this thing up close.

Of course, when it's like... almost a block away and on the other side of the street, she ends up looking like a crazy person chasing after this WEIRD CONTRAPTION, but that's fine, probably. It's cool. Someone's gotta be around here with a remote control for it, right? Maybe if she just... gets up behind it and shouts--

"HEY! WHOSE THINGY IS THIS?"

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[notblayde]

Matt's still reeling from the whole thing. He knew from the beginning that there was something wrong with the town, with the people, with the memories, with the whole ordeal, but that didn't make it any easier to determine reality from fabrication. There's so little of his past left to grasp onto that he can't even understand who he's supposed to be, and the false memories and insistence on belonging here certainly don't help.

It definitely doesn't help that this woman that he swears he knows, God he knows her, and the more they talk and the more she holds onto his hand and drags him around the more real it feels. He also knows this place, knows that it's where her all too intimidating cousin lives, but he can't for the life of him place why he knows all this. The incongruity of it settles rocky on his stomach like a tidal wave.

"I remember you," The words pour out of his mouth along with his nausea. It's not what she means and he takes a deep breathe through his nose.

"I remember a big city, bright neon lights. I remember," He trails off, worrying about her perception of him if he continues. Stupid. It's stupid! "Are you sure it's safe to talk in here?" He shuffles uncomfortably around, his eyes focusing on everything except Kenzi's.

[volitaunt]

That's about when Poe returns to the street carrying two bags of groceries. He hears her shout, hears BB-8 scolding her for it, and meanders his way over to join them with a tiny smile on his face.

He is more entertained by 'whose thingy is this' than the droid.

"He's with me."