I'm Just Following Orders 1X1

[breezey]

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xxxxxthe girl had paid for her produce, in the line behind her target. the line was relatively short that day, so leigh didn't have a chance to speak to olivia, but she persisted anyway, placing the plastic basket that she had grabbed originally back into the pile of them. she walked outside, humming the tune of one of the tracks she would be playing and conducting in at the theatre in a few days. she was really excited about the occasion, it would be her first time as a conductor in a musical, which was advertised all over town, apparently, some people were coming from different cities just to see it. the actors themselves had impressive vocal ranges and were so dramatic. every day when leigh was not present, they were acting as if she was dead. not what she wanted. the girl shook her head, remembering her target was still on site and she couldn't lose her in the middle of the town. leigh knew where the other girl's car was parked, which was nearby a newer ice cream shop. she could ask for a bit of ice for her probably melting ice cream once she was there, and headed to the place.

xxxxxleigh was walking in the direction of the ice cream shop, swinging her paper bag of green foods back and forth. the girl noticed her target was also heading towards the ice cream shop and started waving at olivia's little brother, her hand at hip level, a vulnerable position, but she doubted any harm would come to her, a shy smile on her face again. she hoped the boy's older sister would see the interaction and perhaps talk to her. it would have been harder to make her notice leigh otherwise.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Olivia Manard
|21|Female|Gang Member|Location;; Ice Cream Parlor|Tags;; Analeigh|
Olive had been watching the people around them as they walked, but failed to notice that one was the same girl from earlier. That was, until, Charlie saw the girl wave and almost headed towards her. “Don’t.” she hissed in a low tone. “You know better than that.” she told him quietly, sending a stern look down at the boy before peering over at the girl and sending her a tiny smile. She didn’t necessarily believe that she was up to no good, but you never know. Especially since she had already seen her once that day and now she was also going for ice cream? Odd. She shoved the distrusting thoughts from her mind, thinking maybe she was just overreacting. It could just be a coincidence.

Once they had gotten into the parking lot, the siblings dropped their groceries off at their car. Parking there and walking was easier than battling for a parking spot at the supermarket since it had a small parking lot. She then took the boy’s hand and walked towards the ice cream shop “She was only waving.” Charlie whispered as he looked up at Olive. She shook her head with a small frown “I’m not saying she’s a bad person, I’m just saying that you never know. And, you shouldn’t talk to strangers. Dad told you that we don’t talk to strangers.” she murmured. It bothered her to try and teach him not to trust people, the boy was so kind and trusting, it was a trait she wished she possessed. The two walked into the little parlor and read over the menu for a little as they tried to decide on flavors.

[breezey]

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xxxxxleigh noticed the younger lecturing her little brother and sighed in defeat slightly. it was also a good sign that olivia was well aware of everything around her. that was not a good sign for leigh, it seemed like the girl would have to try harder than just making small appearances here and there, maybe if she just sniped the younger, it would all be ok, and she could continue to the next job. she made it to the ice cream shop. as she waited in line, she could tell the ice cream was already slightly more like the slushy feeling of a soft serve and she groaned to herself. why did she even buy these things in the first place? mint ice cream was tasty and all, but it may not have been worth the risk of it going completely liquid. her mind was still all over, remembering the finger placements for the piano piece she was to play, the beats in the song, where they fell and all the dynamics. soon enough, she reached the head of the line. "i'm so sorry, but may i get a pound of ice? i'll pay... uh, two dollars for it?" leigh said, an apologetic look on her face as she nervously spoke.

xxxxxthe person at the cashier nodded, writing down the special request. after a few minutes of waiting at the glass of ice cream that looked similar to the one in her grocery bag. a man motioned for the girl, holding the bag of ice. she paid the two dollars for it and went back outside, grabbing a spoon from the communal cup of utensils. she walked outside, leaning on the wall of the ice cream shop and ate her soft serve with ice.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Olivia Manard
|21|Female|Gang Member|Location;; Ice Cream Parlor|Tags;; Analeigh|
Olive glanced over at the girl as she left, feeling more relaxed when she walked out the door. She still didn’t necessarily feel threatened by her presence, but she certainly didn’t want her brother wandering to talk to her, they didn’t even know her. She didn’t even notice she was lost in thought until she felt her brother tug at her shirt “Livvy, I know what I want. But, I want to tell him.” he told her quietly, talking about the guy standing behind the counter. She nodded and lifted him up onto her shoulder as she neared the counter “Okay, tell him what you want.” she told him, watching him with a little smile. The boy ordered chocolate with sprinkles and she ordered herself a cookies and creme milkshake.

She took a booth near the counter with Charlie to eat the ice cream after it had been given to them. She made sure he had a napkin tucked into his shirt and resting on his lap because, of course, he had a habit of making a mess with ice cream. But, he seemed to eat his serving this time with not much of an incident. Which was nice. He then went on to tell Olive a story that honestly didn’t make any sense and she was pretty sure that it wasn’t a real thing.

[breezey]

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xxxxxthe girl stood outside, not very sure what she was going to do next. olivia didn't want anything to do with her, and because of it, the situation was only going downhill, leigh did not want to go to her last resort: shooting. her aim was horrible, even with the good sniping weapons she had received from her boss time to time. her ratio of hits to total shots was not very high, 8:10. she would miss twice. too much. leigh shuddered at the thought of sniping and put the thought aside. instead, the girl thought of her schooling. her masters in music theory wouldn't earn itself. the girl didn't really know what she was going to do for her thesis, the thought of it also made her flinch. why didn't olivia want to confront her? this thought had been floating around her head for a while, she had placed herself on a dangerous thin line between getting identified and befriending the other. was it because leigh was just that cold and unapproachable?

it didn't matter however, she started walking back home, knowing the rest of the time she spent here would be time wasted, and it would probably just make the younger unnerved with her presence. leigh didn't want olivia to feel uncomfortable while she was around the area, she probably just wanted to spend some time running errands with her brother without anyone bothering her. the female plugged in her earbuds and started playing some pop music, ignoring the world around her, focusing on getting home.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Olivia Manard
|21|Female|Gang Member|Location;; Ice Cream Parlor|Tags;; -|
After a little bit, the ice cream was gone. Olive through away their disposable bowls and silverware before cleaning Charlie’s face up. He was starting to get better about not making a mess, it had been a huge improvement since last year and that made her proud. “Ready to go, bub?” she asked, playing moving his hair. He nodded and she led him back out to the car. She lifted him into his car seat and buckled him in before climbing into her own seat and starting the car. She then put the car in gear and started for their home.

As she pulled into her driveway, she noticed her father’s car was there as well. The pair of siblings carried their groceries inside and set them on the counter, and were greeted by their father who gave her a kiss on the head and lifted Charlie up off the ground. “Livvy got me ice cream,” the boy told him happily. She smiled lightly to herself as she put the groceries away, watching the two interact.

[breezey]

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xxxxxthe girl walked through the town, leigh's tinted sunglasses giving her a blueish black view of the world. after a few more crosswalks and red, green, yellow lights, she reached the small apartment block. once she got inside, she placed her groceries into the refrigerator, the leftover ice cream and the ice into the freezer. the girl sat herself down at the piano. the emotions rushing through her head starting to surface out, the notes flowing through her head coming through. Leigh forgot about practicing, starting to do improv. an a-minor chord played. the sad tone set the mood for the day, unsuccessful and slow paced. leigh kept on playing, the melody playing was dramatic, a few arpeggios here and there to make it sound playful.

xxxxxthat was when her father walked into the house, the smell of coffee and a tint of oxidising metal. the two smelled similar so leigh wasn’t sure what her father had gone through that day, but it was clear he was tired. leigh kept on playing her improv, in hopes she would lighten up her father’s mood, to which it did, the man had sat down on the recliner in the great room, listening intently to her playing.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Olivia Manard
|21|Female|Gang Member|Location;; Home|Tags;; -|
Olive finished putting away the groceries, making sure that everything was organized before she moved into the living room. Her father had quickly fallen asleep in his recliner while Charlie sat on the floor coloring in a child’s coloring book. She could tell he was going to be good at art, he was already pretty good at coloring inside the lines for his age.

She relaxed on the couch that was placed next to the recliner and quietly flipped through the channels to find something good to watch. After settling on the movie Mean Girls, she kicked her feet up onto the coffee table and leaned back to watch the movie.

[breezey]

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xxxxxthe apartment block was quite small, so leigh wasn't surprised when her neighbour knocked on the door, a sharp three thumps against the wooden door. her father sighed, standing up from his seat to answer the person at the door. leigh's father looked through the peephole before opening the door, smiling his fake, welcoming smile. leigh didn't stop playing her piano, merely not looking at her fingers and rather, at her father. they started speaking, and leigh turned her attention back at her piano playing, not wanting to hear her neighbour calling her out for playing too loud. when the door shut, her father sat back down, continuing to listen to the relaxing sound of the notes being played. a few minutes later when leigh didn't have any more muse for playing, she stopped the music.

xxxxx"ash said your music is good." her father said, sighing. leigh's eyes furrowed. normally, their neighbour would ask for them to lower the volume or to just plain stop playing the piano for the night. for ash to say that leigh's music was good, that was strange. the girl nodded and wonder what their neighbour was trying to say. five minutes after, and nothing came to her mind, so she pulled out her sheet music from the musical and started plucking out the tune of the song. the piece was mysterious, in the play itself, there was a thin veil of mist that would start appearing, the main character disappearing. it felt like her life.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

(Ugh, Sorry, total writers block also sorry for being slow, school is kicking my butt right now)

Olivia Manard
|21|Female|Gang Member|Location;; Home|Tags;; -|
It wasn’t long into the movie before Olive had managed to doze off. The girl hadn’t been sleeping well the past few nights since she had been plagued with a few scattered bad dreams, so thankfully her younger brother was under her dad’s watchful eye. She slept soundly on the couch, her head leaned back against the back of the couch. Her sleep was relatively dreamless, surrounded by a blanket of black. She couldn’t decide if the darkness and the silence were necessarily more comforting.

Her father moved to tuck a throw blanket around his daughter’s shoulders before changing the channel to something he actually wanted to watch.