and if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones [CLOSED-ISH]

[punkisntdead]

WHO: Chloe, Ann, Subaru, maybe others?
WHAT: One surly punk's arrival and adjustment in the days leading up to Shit Going Down between factions
WHEN: Vaguely early February/mid-Emru
WHERE: Tree of Life, Highstorm, maybe other locations

Closed starters here for stuff Chloe's getting up to before the event. If you want a thread with her, wildcard something here or let me know and I'll toss a starter up!

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[punkisntdead]

[Look, nothing Chloe ever says could possibly be wrong, so of course that look of amusement of his only prompts her own expression to sour further. She’s nearly bristling enough that she’s tempted to snap at him about it, but manages to bite her tongue long enough for her gaze to follow that gesture to the indicated sign.

Okay, that’s something to work with at least. And it makes that vague as hell advice she’d been given by the one she’d pestered directions to get down here from to “find the eye” make a whole lot more sense. She looks back his way, dropping the agitation from her tone just a tad.]

Well, you’re just Mr. Know-It-All, aren’t you?

[She’s going to frown so deeply when she realizes who owns the place. Connect those dots, girl!!]

Like I said, I’m more than capable of handling it. [A beat in which she crosses her arms over her chest, and then with the flippancy of totally not asking for real, totally:] Got any other unsolicited advice, since you’re feeling so charitable?

[God, she needs to get her hands on a gun or something asap.]

[zauneyete]

[ There's almost a derisive tip of his head. Alright, so for one: it was insulting that she wasn't Jinx, but the fact that she hadn't immediately put things together meant she wasn't as intelligent as his daughter either — because Silco was a wholly logical man who did not hold Jinx up as the standard that everyone fell short of (😬) — which left him mostly... disgusted and annoyed that the tree had wasted the effort to bring someone yet again, and it wasn't even someone who could meet the standard.

Silco really just. Needs to be a slightly calmer person, and he clearly isn't doing it. ]

Just one small, little tip.

[ His lips twitched, before they turned back down into his usual, derisive sneer. ]

A place like this requires observational skills. [ One of his eyes blinked, the other, stared up at her with distinct malice. It wasn't even personal, Silco just looked at everyone like that. ]

I would brush up on them, before you happen to... annoy someone with enough power to make your life difficult. Particularly if you're looking for goods.

[ A shrug. ] Ah, but what do I know? I'm only an old man, hm?

[ The sarcastic tip of his head was, perhaps, the death knell. ]