The Mount, Ex-Los Angeles

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The last time anyone from Fandom had been in Kathy's LA, the heroes had been living inside the walls that surrounded Paramount Studios, with the exes and the South Seventeens laying claim to everything else. Since then, they'd expanded; the Big Wall pushing the borders out almost a mile in all four directions. In some spots, it was hard to tell that there had ever been a zombocalypse; the streets were clean, the buildings repaired, the blood all scrubbed away. There was a proper school, lots of farms and gardens, several churches, and even a small library. The studio was still the heart of the community, but people had started to spread out and settle. It was still a tight fit, several thousand people into one square mile, but honestly not much worse than Los Angeles used to be, back before the world died and reanimated again.

Life had fallen back into a rhythm again. People got up, got ready for the day. Kids were sent off to school, adults took themselves to various jobs, though there were fewer sales people, baristas, and aspiring actors and a lot more guards, scavengers, and farmers these days. There was a brewery down on Larchmont and a still over on Monroe. Burns Park let people enjoy a bit of nature where the kids could run around and burn off steam and a Gold's Gym practically against the Big Wall. That was where the Unbreakables spent most of their free time, with curious gawkers watching them put more and more weight onto the machines.

It was a bustling little community of survivors, as safe as a place could be, surrounded on all sides by millions of undead waiting to find a way inside to devour them all.

[For them that are there! NFB, and please wait for the OCD is up! Previous entry Next Entry]

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Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

It was one of those tins that were supposed to hold cookies but inevitably just held sewing supplies, or, in this case, small ornaments. The decorative layer had melted away and the whole thing was malformed, like it had gotten incredibly hot and then left to cool. If Dante hadn't been stronger than he had any right to be, the lid probably never would have gotten pried off.

Inside were the remnants of a bunch of different ornaments, mostly homemade. There were a few charred wooden ones, the kind you bought and painted yourself, and wisps of fabric that had once been bows or angels or god only knew what.

There were only two ornaments that had survived relatively unscathed: a glittery, green vaguely-triangular blob that was blackened on one side and a collection of delicate little fans that had somehow escaped being warped by the heat. They were lying loose now, but all of them had small holes at the base where a string would tie them. They looked very old and worked by hand.

"This one, one of the girls made in school I bet," Max said, pointing to the green blob. "I made something like that myself when I was a kid. It's meant to be a little Christmas tree. And these ones...they look old. Probably came over from Korea with them."

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante pressed the tin back shut. "Good," he said, raising to his feet. "I don't know shit about Christmas stuff."

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

Max shrugged. "It's not really my bag, either, but I remember enough about the trappings to fake it. Ready to go then?"

He was.

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"My parents weren't big on it," Dante said, not sure why he felt like explaining it. "And after that, well, demons aren't big on Christmas, go figure."

He shrugged. "But yeah, let's go."

Back to the hall.

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

And angels probably didn't appreciate the commercialization, not that Max knew about that part.

"Finally," Max sighed and flicked his fingers a few times. The air in the living room shimmered for a moment as he headed for the door and the symbol on the table glowed.

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante caught something from the corner of his eye and turned his head, blinking. "What's that?"

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"Nothing bad," Max said defensively.

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"I didn't say it was bad, I just asked what it was," Dante retorted, and jumped across to Kathy's bedroom.

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"Just a spell," Max said, still sounding defensive as he inched across the remaining floor. "Some random shit's gotten into the house. Seeds. Think I even spotted an acorn. From birds and carried on the wind and whatever. I'm just...encouraging shit to grow if it lands in there."

He looked supremely uncomfortable to be admitting this.

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"Making a few Li family trees happen, huh," Dante said. He was mildly surprised his first instinct wasn't to think Max was lying, but he tried to keep that under wraps.

He walked up to the back of the room and got ready to climb back onto the balcony.

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

Honestly, Max might be more comfortable if Dante did.

"You're taking care of the living Li sister," Max mumbled, coming into the room. "Thought someone should do the--look, just shut up."

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"I said nothing," Dante said, holding both of his hands up as he clambered onto the railing. "You can go back to 'sleazy tough guy' any time you want."

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"Fuck you," Max said, crawling out the window right behind him. He almost sounded a little relieved when he said it though. "Also, you ass looks awesome when you bend over that way in those pants."

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"And there we go," Dante said. "Now we just gotta get your ass back down."

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"You want my ass to go down, you just gotta say so," Max told him. Sentimentality? What sentimentality?

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante rolled his eyes and hoisted him back up without bothering to ask permission. He'd earned that.

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"Dick," Max said, barely keeping himself from gasping aloud in surprise. "Seriously, romance is fucking dead with you."

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"What, were you hoping for flowers?" Dante asked, and stepped off the balcony.

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"I've put out for less," Max mused.

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"I don't question that," Dante said, landing on the ground. "Too bad for you, I'm taken."

And set Max back down again, a little more gently than he'd picked him up.

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"Always a dibs thing," Max sighed, his feet back on solid ground. "And, pretty sure in this instance, it's too bad for you."

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"Yeah, sure, you're a real catch," Dante snarked, securing the tin in one of his pockets. It still peeked out from the side; he really needed bigger pockets.

He glanced at Max and added, "You think they have a liquor store or something nearby that hasn't been looted to shit yet?"

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

"I dunno if the Mount would have bothered searching this deep into Koreatown yet," Max said. "But this was Seventeen territory first, so they might have. And the fire would have shattered most of the bottles. But there might be a few somewhere?" He shrugged. "I know of one liquor store in the area, but if it's empty, we're SOL."

Re: Thursday

[rebelseekspizza]

"You wanna go find it?" Dante said, with a casual shrug.

He could personally take it or leave it. But after all that shit with Kathy, he figured Max should probably get something out of this deal.

Plus, booze.

Re: Thursday

[hollywoodex_tras]

Max looked up at the sky and reluctantly shook his head. "I'm not sure how much longer my spell hiding us from Cairax is going to last. A bottle of brandy isn't worth getting caught outside the wards when it fails."