[color=f6989d][b][centre][h2]Talie "Friendly local rock nerd"[/h2][/centre][/b][/color] [b]Location[/b] Festival grounds [b]Mood[/b] Distracted ... Talie headed back to her home for a break as the festival was long, breakfast was nice but she needed some time to chill. Plus she needed to call her Brother, he had kept her sane even though her parents had her swearing even at the thought of them. "Kurva" Muttering under her breath even as put away the plates from the dishwasher. [color=f6989d]"Jan, Jan i know you can hear me"[/color] she called happily over the sound of a dropping tool. [color=f6989d]"You idiot , you're one of the few good people In this family. Be careful."[/color] Laughing slightly as she chastised him, they were the faults but Talie always saw him somewhat as her little brother. He was 6'6, could pass for Thor with tied back blonde hair and could manual labour all day without tiring but she knew him far deeper and the real Jan. [color=f6989d]"Come on, how's things"[/color] Her voice softened and they soon fell into Polish, her grandfather taught them both and they kept the tradition going. Her brother was a contradiction, painfully shy and despite that, highly confident and could repair a vintage truck and diagnose it just based on engine noise and trust he was right. She just hoped he met a nice woman, or at least kept up with his friends and so, he deserved some good luck. The time to return to the festival was rapidly approaching, putting her dress back on and checking carefully in the mirror she had not caught it on anything. Talie even had gone to bother of doing her makeup more than normal, might as well least make a decent impression. Her phone had not rang and things seemed to be going smoothly. Maybe too smoothly… Making her way to the festival was a challenge this time, the traffic was far worse and she even had to turn her music down to concentrate. It seemed the entire town was out and finding parking was a real challenge, Talie did not envy anyone who had to keep everything running, one office was enough work. A shooting game caught her eye as she passed and there was no one to win her a cuddly bear this time around. Paying a small sum in cash she took the air rifle giving it an experimental look, the barrel and stock was straight but no doubt there would be some trick to the stall holder's advantage. "Little to the left…" Getting a satisfying ping to her success, her second shot striking a duck and a 3rd knocking down what appeared as a disturbed Smurf someone made by hand. The second attempt was only a little more successful so I gave up finding other entertainment and things to explore. She did see the tall doctor from earlier wandering about too though was unable to catch him with more than a polite good afternoon. The crowds were too busy. Not all the people were as friendly to a newcomer to town though. It was like they could see into you and know if you were here for x generations. Kinda spooky. Talie shook the thought off and relaxed, she was assigned here and they would have to deal with it. …. Reaching the dunk tank by meandering route, coffee in hand and carrying a paper bag of sweet treats. There was water on one side but not the other and a police officer who seemed to be entirely enjoying it. [color=f6989d]"Howdy Sheriff, I thought you might need a treat"[/color] bringing out an almost perfect replica of a doughnut off the Simpsons. She had a whole bag which the other officer was probably eying up and handed them out knowing it was inevitable they would ask [color=f6989d]."Though I failed to win the bear and only got a rubber duck for shooting deformed Smurfs… I'm better with a shotgun"[/color] Talie grumbled and pouted slightly. Her phone buzzed in her bag though it went unnoticed as she spoke, the work phone. But she was distracted. Then Levi approached and got the impression they knew each other though it might not always be in a good way, avoiding a dunking splash by virtue of the clear wall even as an officer who pulled her slightly out of the way on reflex despite the "Safe" side. She had brought doughnuts for them. *buzz buzz* The noise of the work phone was lost in all of the cheering of the dunk. Levi and the Sheriff had a history for sure. Raising an eyebrow at Levi, if he got her good dress wet, she might have found a creative use of rocks or a rock hammer. Her wardrobe needed improvement as it was. Academically of course. *Buzzzzzzz* Came again but had no reply. Manuel would go unnoticed. [b]Mantions[/b] [@Zora][@The Muse]