2021-06-14 - A Place To Stay

Desi's bike could be heard parking out front. It sounds like her engine may have been modified to be a bit louder that it's supposed to be. Hopping off and walking up to the door the short girl was wearing a slightly dirty pair of denim coveralls. There was oil stains sprinkled all over it, most looked recent. Under was a blue shirt with a small cat on it.

She took her helmet off and knocked on the door. "Shit it's cold. Forgot my jacket again."

Park opens the door, bouncing in place with excitement, as is her wont. "Hey!" she grins, ushering Desi inside because it is easier to hug greetings then. And there is hugging. "You found the place then? A Group House on Elm Street. Not a nightmare though. Not most days. Though I guess nights is when a nightmare would usually happen. And I don't think there have been any."

Park wears a simple skirt and t-shirt (it reads 'Nice and Naughty'), with a head band that features a stuffed pokemon sitting atop her head. "Warm yourself up. This is the lounge room." And it is. Not a lot of furniture but it looks lived in. Probably very lived in. "The garage is where we rehearse but, like I said at the karaoke, not even sure if the guys even still live here. There's a bathroom that way" she notes with a wave of her hand down a hallway. "And a Jacuzzi out on the deck. Cool, huh? Anyway, you want to see the bedroom. Come with me."

Dee nods with the flurry of points and descriptions. She even hugs the peppy youngster back! It's now when she finally realizes that Mee was actually taller than her. "This is a nice place, lack of furniture notwithstanding. The jacuzzi makes up for it I would say." She stays quiet letting Mee bounce around and partially entranced by the pokemon sitting on her head. "I don't play well, but I do own a guitar."

"Cool, another guitarist is always good" Park smiles excitedly. "I play bass and keyboards. And I also produce the tracks since I have all the recording gear. And I DJ at the strip club, and I do that mostly through computer. You don't really want to take instruments into a strip club. Oh my gosh, the floor can get so sticky." Into the main bedroom they go, where the bunk beds are set up. "That one is mine" she notes, needlessly, about the bed with stuffed toys all over it. The one below me used to belong to Lyric but now she has the second bedroom to herself. And the boys had these bunks. I haven't heard from them for absolute ages. Oh, Scott was at the last karaoke. Did you want to try the Jacuzzi?"

She shrugs and stares at Mee's bed a little longer than she should have. "Not only are you cute and bubbly, you have good taste in stuffies." She gives a small giggle. "Reminds me back when I was a kid. I had and still have a thing for tearing something up and repairing it. My room had so many of those do it yourself robot kits. I even saved up my allowance to go around garage sales and buy useless junk that I would restore to working condition."

She looked to the bunk under Park's and throws her helmet and back pack on it. "Yea, sure. You just mind panties and a shirt? I don't have any swimmies on me."

Park blushes at the praise. "Aww, thank you" she giggles before listening attentively to Desi's life story. "Robots are pretty cool" she nods with enthusiasm. "If you want to build a robot, you totally should. And if you can get it to turn into a spaceship, I will be your friend to the end."

"Panties and shirt are fine" Park shrugs. "You can Jacuzzi naked if you want. We're rock stars here. We do wild and crazy things." Another very un-rockstar giggle and blush after that. "I work in a strip club so I see plenty of nudity. But, it's cool, you wear what you want. I'll get some swimmers on" decides the taller woman. "What do you think of the place?" she asks while searching her drawers for a bikini.

That was the hundred dollar question wasn't it? Dee looked around at the almost bachelor state of the this room in particular. "Anything is better than wasting money on a motel room. Whats the rent like here?" She taps her chin as she waits for the woman. "I might have to activate mom mode if I move in. I am sure with all that energy you have we could get rid of sticky floors and ewwy smells in a short afternoon. I can fix what ever is broken and yell at everyone to clean their bunks and dishes. " She said teasingly.

"Think you could handle the occasional mom mode when shit starts to get dirty round here?" Her grin was massive.

"Oh, we're pretty clean around here" Park muses in reply. "When we have time to be. Things get real hectic around here sometimes. Always working on something. But with the boys gone, if they've gone, it will probably be neater. Gosh, it sounds like my mom" she giggles, pulling her bikini out. "Ah, here it is." She seems quite happy to change in front of Desi. "You're not old enough to be a mom, Dee." Her brow furrows as she looks to the other woman. "Are you?" A shrug. "Doesn't matter. You'll be living with artists though. But you're an artist too. An artist in fixing things."

Shrugging and taking off her coveralls and shirt revealing a not so buxom, but shapely chest. "I guess not, but I sure feel old sometimes." She stretched and moaned a little. "I like fixing things yes... I wouldn't call it an art though. Don't go breaking something just to watch me fix it. I like being stared at as any girl, but I'm down right dull when I fix stuff." She giggled a little louder than she should have.

"Beauty before age." She makes a mock gentleman's bow and point.

"Creation is never dull" Park grins, now in her bikini, curtsying to the offered gallantry before heading for the Jacuzzi...and grabbing a couple of towels on the way. She switches it on, piles the towels somewhere handy, and then descends into the warming waters. "Do you want to know where the nozzles are? They can give you a bit of a thrill, if you know what I mean." For now, Park finds a place to sit that is not on top of one.

"I notice you have an accent sometimes. Where are you from? If you don't mind me asking. I don't want to be nosy or anything."

"I can find the nozzles when I want one." Giving her a wink. Dee settles into a seat and sinks in slowly. "I was born on the east coast. My parents are immigrants from Israel though so my accent is almost as thick as theirs. It takes a tiring effort to hide it." Her accent was less thick than when she was drunk though. "I had to learn english and hebrew all at once. Tons of fun."

Dee closes her eyes as the water warms. "So were you born here or did you come from outside?"

"Israel? Gosh, that's a long way. I'm from California originally, so are my parents. Obviously, we came from somewhere else before then" Park giggles. "Korea." A beat. "South. But I've been in Gray Harbor since I was little so you can call me a native if you like. Strange little place, this town. But who would want it any other way? I had to learn English and Korean if that counts."

A sigh of contentment as the Jacuzzi starts to do its magic. "What brought you to Gray Harbor? Lost? That's what usually happens. Which is ironic when you think about it, as most of the people who come here end up going missing." She suddenly looks worried. "I'm not trying to put you off. It is a nice place for most poeple."

"No, no. I've spent the better part of the last decade making my way here." She moans a bit stretching a bit more. "I felt this... pull. It was always just there. I'd find a place where it faded for a bit, then it would hit me again. I imagine has something in common with why the plants whisper when I see someone with the same... condition." She eyes her.

Dee slowly moves to one of the jets. She may or may not have purposefully 'bumped' Mee's leg with her own.

"You're a plant whisperer? That could be handy around here" Park nods before a little smirk at the discrete nozzle sitting. With Desi's leg so close, she lifts it out of the water to start massaging the foot. "I understand that pull thing. A lot of people get pulled here." Her thumbs pushing into the sole of Desi's foot, circling motions ranging up and down. "So you can do unusual things? Do you have dreams that seem real? Because they are." Her eyes lighting up with excitement at that revelation. "I'll show you a keyboard later that I got out of a dream."

"I can do all sorts of things. In regards too..." a small pleasant sound comes from her. " I don't talk to plants. I can make em do stuff if I want, but the whispering is just what happens when I see another person." She eyes Mee. "You are pretty good at rubbing feet."

Dee cracks her neck and dunks her head underwater before coming up. "Freaky dreams? Yea, I've had em as long as I've had the power to do funny stuff. You ever see... Less than pleasant humanish things in em" There is a visible shiver. "I've always just called them my Friends. First time I saw em was three or four."

"Sometimes there are pleasant humanish things" Park points out. "Like the people who gave me the keyboard. They were like elves. But I don't think they were very nice to the dream manager that the band had. It wasn't this band, it was a dream band. Evvy even played drums in it. He was a loud drummer." A smile to the foot rubbing compliment. "Gosh, that was very early. I didn't see anything until a few years back. I don't really use my 'powers' much. That brings the bad people who feed on us. And that is not the kind of eating I want done to me." She sounds quite firm on that.

"There are plenty of people around time who can help you understand all that. And there are plenty of people around town who won't have any idea what you're talking about. Genuinely."

She nods and stay silent for a moment. "Those bad people things? Those are the friends I mean. I've always used mine pretty liberally. I just figured it was the cost of doing business." Silent again as she enjoys the rub. "I've never had anyone of the Folks give me anything... then again this is the first place I've found it actually easy to play with fire. Doesn't take much concentration." Dee looks very relaxed.

"Are you usually this friendly to people you've just met or is this you trying to sell me on moving in?" She gives her a flirty teasing grin.

"These friends of yours haven't tried to eat you?" This has Park confused. "Maybe they're different friends." She shrugs, happy with her ignorance. "I don't know. I try not to get too flashy around town. Or anywhere really. There are human 'Men in Black' too, who would hide us in a secret base in New Mexico or something. I don't really want to go to New Mexico. Old Mexico maybe..."

A giggle about being friendly. "Being friendly is better than being mean, right? Though you should move in. I guess I should ask the others too. Which is probably just Lyric. See if she minds." Park tilts her head a little as she studies Desi. "Do you want to have sex?"