Looks like someone's asleep on her porch wearing more of her drink then she'd care to admit.
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Brandy stares for several seconds while this registers. She palms her forehead groaning. " It's 2003. " How could she be so stupid? The answer was right there in front of her. +
"Ah... Well, maybe they run the government here?" She blinks a few times, before she tilted her head thinking in her head. "Unless... No that'd be silly." A hum escaped her for a moment before she looked up at Brandy, "Did I time travel?... W-wait what's the date?"
"I wonder if Bee would like to try my rifle..."
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" Okay well that isn't exactly *untrue. " Brandy rubs her neck whistling through her teeth. " First of all, it isn't just loose militias goin'around on their own, it's the government. I don't care for it personally and this far out they ain't gonna give you shit. " +
"Which part, the militia or the New Union stuff?" Either way she looked a little worried before she gave a sigh, "Well they say on the news that America doesn't take undocumented people well. Militias and stuff like that round them up in certain areas... You know, since the collapse."
" I uh, don't think we have much to worry about, house is pretty well protected. " She had plenty of nasty surprises for unwanted guests. Brandy watches her, a concerned look across her face. The phones temporarily forgotten " Can you be a little more specific? I don't think I understand. . "
"Just... Be careful, if they are nearby you know? And eh... Is it true? What do they say about the American militias and immigrants? I don't have my papers..." She does look rather worried, either because Brandy doesn't believe her or the idea of her getting hurt. But she would go sit down.
Brandy shakes off her surprise, her posture relaxes. Ignoring the praise she carries on sourly. " Then you should know it's dangerous to cross someone else's boundary lines. You could of gotten yourself hurt. " She stoops down righting her watering can and comes stalking towards the stranger. +
"Having a wander, the spirits told me I wasn't the only one around here who has a gift," He'd cross his arms, leaning his head back, "The plants here speak highly of you."
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Brandy startles, dropping her watering can. It fits the floor with a clatter spilling water everywhere. " Jesus christ!?- " The woman spins around to face him, an immediate scowl on her face. " The hell you think you're doing? "
For whatever @haunted-soul.bsky.social was doing it certainly got his attention, leaning up against the side of her greenhouse with a small smirk. "You talk to plants as well huh?"
Annnnd she's completely lost Brandy. " Oh yeah. The neo soviet union, you got it sugar. " Blinking. " Um, why don't you sit down and I'm gonna make a few calls figure what to do with ya, okay? " It's clear she doesn't believe a word of this, Brandys just trying to be polite.
"No no, it's..." She gives a vague motion with her hand before it clicks, "It's the neo soviet union, the New Union of the United Proletariats. They supposedly have agents everywhere but they also only exist in siberia, I think."
Brandy's nose screws up as she gives the other sideways look " New union what? " She sits up fully wringing her hands together. " I'm sorry is that some kinda Russian street gang I. . I don't understand? " " What are you involved in exactly? "
"I was kidnapped by New Union agents... but why would they take me to america I do not know." A hum escaped her before she shook her head, "No that would be very silly?"
" Nah. " Brandy leans resting her palms against the edge of the counter. She studies her hands closely, appearing to consider something. She shakes her head again dismissing the thought. She'd answer trying to force the irritation from her voice. " It ain't your fault. What'cha thinkin'? "
might have an idea but it's not... It might not make any sense?"
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Holding the shotgun out, letting her inspect it all she wanted. Brandy bites her tongue, stopping herself from saying something crude. Flirt later, help now. " 20-gauge actually.. " Street gangs- Was this woman in some kind of crime racket? " Eh. Somethin' like that. " +
smile, "I guess you have to deal with bears and robbers and stuff, and not street gangs."
" Hm? " Brandy glances up, her hand pausing mid scratch much to the dogs despair. " Oh I'm fine. Comfortable. " She shrugs. " Water wouldn't hurt. "
โArenโt you warm?โ she asked with a small tilt of her head. โI mean, I guess the church is a little chillyโฆ Butโฆโ she trailed off.
Buckley jumps up licking her face some more, his whole body wiggles. " He really seems to like you- " She let's out an amused snort, kneeling so she might pet her dog to. With gloves and jacket she's entirely to over dressed for summer.
With a small squeal, her grin only widened into something toothy. โHow cute!!โ Once her hand is freed again, she resumed petting Buckley.
" Yeah- Really! " She has to suppress a laugh, her posture relaxes. At the word shake Buckley would lift a forepaw slapping it down on her palm. He leaves it for a beat, then he's back to nudging her hand demanding affection.
โEh!? Really!?โ Ashanti immediately outstretched her hand towards the dog with a smile. โPlease shake my hand!โ Sheโs much too eager, itโs kind of funny.
Buckley thumps his tail once against the tile. " Damn. That's to bad. " It would have made things a world easier but alias. " Ah- No. You don't want to see up there. " Brandy glances away, embarrassment coloring her cheeks. +
She'd look down at the dog with that before looking at the other and the shotgun. "Nope," not that she actually tried very hard, the dog was a great distraction. "I could have helped you know?" But she did then look back down at the sawn off, "That's... a shotgun not a rifle."
" No? And I thought you were a poet. " " See that's an insult! "
โI wouldnโt even know where to begin with thatโฆ!!โ
" Sure pal. I bet you'll write a haiku about this conversation later. "
โIโm not acting emo about itโ!โ He is. He definitely is.