[OPEN ] ► Central Commons | New Arrival

[hartless_cowboy]

WHO| Lindsey and OPEN
WHAT| New arrival appears.
WHEN| Sometime during Arena Day 6, after Eliot's bidding talk-to
WHERE| Central Commons, right through the front door
WARNINGS/NOTES| Mistaken identities, possible rudeness, you know, general pleasantries.

Hell was a lot more pleasant than Lindsey first anticipated it to be, at least, this one he landed into. Aside from the whole fight to the death and possibly die repeatedly for the entertainment of Hell's —Panem, need to get the dimension name right— denizens, it really wasn't that bad. Could've been worse, like get tortured to death for their entertainment instead.

Looking at the grandeur of the 'jail' he landed himself in, blue eyes traveling over the colorful decor of new age interior design, he decided he could definitely learn to relax here. It sure beat brimstone and fire, and frankly, he kind of liked the chic design.

"But could use a little less gaudy colors," he commented out loud as he continued his exploration of the large ground floor.

Comments

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey shrugged his shoulders easily. "You wouldn't do it, I get it. That's why I said I wouldn't either, okay?" Except he made a career out of being a flawless liar.

[retrieverchef]

"You still have a tell, Linds," the longer haired twin replied with a quiet sigh.

[hartless_cowboy]

Lindsey's eyebrow twitched and he glared at his brother. "I do not have a tell."

[retrieverchef]

"Yes," the younger twin retorted with a smirk. "You do. Ya never lost it."

[hartless_cowboy]

That may be so, but Lindsey was smarter than to give himself up like that. "How can I have a tell if I wasn't even lying?"

[retrieverchef]

"Easy," Eliot retorted. "You were lying. You know I've always been able to tell. That ain't changed."

[hartless_cowboy]

That was going to get annoying very quickly. "Fine, if you insist I'm lying, prove it. What's my tell?"

[retrieverchef]

"You get this look in your eyes," Eliot retorted. "Every time, without fail, ya get that same look in your eyes. Have since we could talk."

[hartless_cowboy]

"I don't have a look," Lindsey retorted with a frown. "If I did, I'd never have made it as a lawyer." At least this temporarily distracted him from thinking about the other district floors.

[retrieverchef]

Eliot just rolled his eyes. "Whatever helps ya sleep at night, Linds."