Open RP w/ Fitz (Nobody's gonna do it)
Fitz sat on the roof of the Loose Lips’ cabin with a cigarette in his mouth and tiny hedgehog thing in his hair. He blew smoke puffs as he thought of his teammates. Dylan didn’t trust him yet, that was fine. Jack was pretty cool, for a guy with his kind of personality. Rosie,…
Fitz glared at Dylan. “Don’t call me that. I was trying to think of what to do? You ever had a moment where you actually needed to try to think about something? Maybe not. You did ask me what I was doing on the roof when I’m obviously having a cig and thinking.” Fitz didn’t mention that one of the contestants kidnapped was his ex-girlfriend.
Dylan’s mood didn’t waver, as he instead raised his hands in defense, “Touchy.”
He walked over to the steps of the cabin and sat down, shrugging, before looking back up towards the roof, “Are you too touchy for me to ask what you’re thinking about?”
Fitz glared harder. “Well, let’s start with the fact that Mal’s back, which means we’re all screwed. How’s that? Second, I’m supposed to go find and rescue Jack, but I haven’t even known the fuckwad for a week. I hate this show.”
Dylan chuckled, shrugging, “He’s not all that scary. Physically dangerous? Sure. Scary? Not in the least.”
“Why did you sign up for this show?” he asked curiously.
<<I don’t mean to interject, but in the episode it stated that Mal’s not back; Mike was just acting.>>
(Source: fitzpreece-blog)
