BLU's Happy Place

[bye_to_yer_head]

Who: BLU Sniper bye_to_yer_head and YOU!
Where: Welcome t' Australia mate! And you didn't even have to get up.
Rating: PG at the most. (shockingly)
Summary: BLU may be a miserable alcoholic, but somewhere, locked away in his mind, is something far, far better. The man he used to be.

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[prpl_assistant]

She wasn't very surprised when she found herself out in the middle of nowhere, long used to the nightly wanderings she had in the minds of Paradises' citizens. Half resigned, yet half curious, she takes a moment to admire the lake in front of her before she noticed the trees and a somewhat familiar man sitting underneath them.

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Nah. It's just a hobby. Thought I guess I could if things got rough." He'd be glad for the experience later on in life. It didn't just give him something to do in his off time, something he actually enjoyed even, but it would serve as his source of income in Paradise.

"What about you? Plannin' t' work for the Administrator forever?"

[prpl_assistant]

"No, not forever."

She keeps her gaze focused on the pond. Talking about her job and the Administrator were difficult topics indeed, and ones that she tried to avoid. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to lie to him in his Dreamscape; it just wouldn't be right.

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Good on ya. I can't imagine all that stress is good fer anyone." He glanced up at the sun, now noticibly lower in the horizon than it had been before.

"I oughtta get goin' soon. Want me t' clean th' one you caught fer you? You can take it home, have it fer dinner."

[prpl_assistant]

"Thank you, but I'm fine

[bye_to_yer_head]

"If ya say so. More fer me." He stands and reels his line back in, sliding the rod apart into several pieces and carefully tying them into a tidy bundle. The fish went into a bucket that he carried over to the back of the pick-up, stowing his gear and securing the fish to the side with a cord.

"Ya need a ride back t' town?"

[prpl_assistant]

Why not? She nods and follows him towards his truck.

"What's the name of the town? Unfortunately, it's slipped my mind."

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Adelaide mate. Ya been out in th' sun too long?" He opened the door for her, retaining his gentlemanly ways.

"Anywhere ya wanna go?"

[prpl_assistant]

She stepped into the truck and smiled at him.

"Just the town would be fine. Thank you Sniper. I do hope it isn't too out of your way though."

[bye_to_yer_head]

"Nah. Gotta pick some things up anyway."

Starting the truck he headed down a dirt path, buildings becoming visible on the horizon through the cracked windshield.

"Ya don't gotta be so accommodating ya know. People don't mind doin' things fer ya."

[prpl_assistant]

"Not everyone does. I prefer to err on the side of caution."

Peering out the window, she takes notes of the skyline. She hasn't been down to Australia before what with work taking up most of her time. Curious as she is, as more buildings come into view she was to wonder how accurate this 'Adelaide' in the Sniper's mind is, or whether it'd be a mismash of locations in his past all jumbled up, just like in RED's dream.

[bye_to_yer_head]

"I think people know better than t' cross ya." He said it lightly, but he meant it. She seemed like a woman who could take care of herself, and make sure she got her way. It was a trait he admired in her. Thinking about it, she reminded him a lot of Brandy. A bit more uptight and conscientious, but at the core, very similar.

The town comes into view, almost an exact copy of his hometown, some tall skyscrapers in the middle of town while the majority of it was sprawling residential area.

"How 'bout th' grocery? Seems a good place t' go." Especially when he wasn't sure where she was going.

[prpl_assistant]

At the mention of a place to drop her off, a bright idea came to her and she quickly capitalized on his question.

"Actually, I'm exploring Adelaide. It's my first time in the town and I'm not to sure where I should start. Would you happen to have any recommendations?"

[bye_to_yer_head]

"First time huh? Well it's a fine town." He scratched his cheek, the scar that normally spread across it missing at this early point in his life. "I suppose it depends on what yer lookin' for. I don't exactly know what ya do in yer down time or anything."

[prpl_assistant]

"I like observing people. I used to sit at the park when I was younger and watch the different sorts of people who'd go by." Wondering about their lives, wishing for the chance to just be like everyone else...it was a form of escape she had when she was in her teen years, especially when her family confiscated her skates.

[bye_to_yer_head]

"There's a park at th' center of town. Got a little pond where people go an' feed ducks. If yer into that sort of thing." Considering how often he went duck hunting and ate ducks he usually felt foolish feeding them crackers.