#ask juliesback

[juliesback]

" . . . "

[frontierdavinci]

Hey, lass @juliesback

Max an' I made a batch o' moonshine, ask yer posse if they want a bottle.

[juliesback]

" Try that shit again, asshole. "

[juliesback]

"Stay safe out there, fuckers. Or don't, I'm not here to tell ya what to do."

[juliesback]

"I've only ever gone back to tag the outside where I know the trench-coat guy won't be lookin' much."

"Pretty sure he hates my guts for it."

[juliesback]

"No idea, maybe you left it somewhere?"

@franks-mixtape

[juliesback]

"Rage Against The Machine, Rammstein, Shinedown, Flyleaf, Halestorm-"

"-Frank got me into Metallica and Slipknot. Stuff like that."

"And bands like Marianas Trench are also alright I guess."

[juliesback]

"Shit is disorienting as hell, and the fuckers are able to hide in the dumbest fucking spots.

I like the more open ones better."

[juliesback]

You've left her confused, but she wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth. She'd pocket the two candies to save for later, if not for herself then for the other members of the Legion.

She'd return to lounging after that, not thinking too much of what had occurred even if she had more questions than answers. It certainly wouldn't be the first time this realm had left her in such a state, though. Perhaps it was just another one of those things that she'd never learn more of and would just have to come to terms with its existence.

@ask-simon-the-shadow

[juliesback]

"You know what I fucking meant."

[juliesback]

"Would've been cool to meet Nick Cage before this, though."

[juliesback]

Something had arrived at the Ormond Resort if the tingle down her spine was anything to go off of but, for the life of her, she could not find who. It was a feeling she had grown acquainted with, a chill that would encompass her body as an alert that someone had arrived in the Legion's home turf; a perk of having your own place. Usually, the lack of other bodies (besides her friends) made locating the intruding force relatively easy but, today seemed to be an outlier.

She had searched around the outside of the resort building for almost twenty minutes to no avail, only finding undisturbed snow and the howling winds. If she hadn't had felt the shiver, she almost would've believed she was just imagining things- but she knew better. For a moment, she considered trying to find Susie and recruiting her to the search when a loud 'BANG!' echoed from inside.

"Joey, did you run into something?" Her voice would shout over the storm, though when met with silence she would approach the source. Eyes narrowed beneath her mask, walking into the old 'guest locker' area on high alert.

"Susie?" She knew Frank was preoccupied with a trial, leaving only her pink haired friend as the only other option...

Though, she supposed she wasn't that upset by the scene she was greeted by.

Old ski equipment lay scattered on the rotting floor, the source of the sound, but what caught her attention was the two cats that stood perched nearby. A white one and a grey one with antlers; seemingly the cause of what had happened and, if she had to guess, the Legion's visitors. For a moment the blonde would just stare, hands crossed under her chest as she considered her options. She could make them leave, but she didn't want to find out how willing the cats were to use their claws, so instead she opted for a safer option.

She crouched, her hand extended outwards in offering for the two felines to approach. For incentive, she mimicked the sound she recalled her mother making towards some of the stray kittens that wandered around the residential area of Ormond.

"pspspspspsps, c'mere kitty kitty."

@the-wolves-and-the-sheep

[juliesback]

"I'll let ya know if he does somethin', though."

@ask-the-entity-lovecraften-god

( I look forward to it and thank you!! )

[juliesback]

"Ya fuckin' ask me things, anything you can put your mind to, really.

's long as it's not any really weird shit, I'll probably respond.

Fucker."