“She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of the infinite stars.” ― Neil Gaiman, Stardust
« She who conquered the voice of sound »
[Tye smiles. How sweet of this girl to lend her things to strangers. He’d remember this.] The adapter? That would be nice, though I need to find someone will to let me use their car first. So I’ll get back to you.
[He tilts his head side to side as he thinks.] Okay some of those I’ve listened to before and others I’ve never heard of. I’m Tye.
Oh, okay. [Mia nods in understanding, hoping that he’ll be able to find someone out the group to lend a vehicle for it.]
[She presses her lips together, offering him a greeting smile.] It’s nice to meet you, then. You’ve been with us for long?
[Evander scratches at his face, still staring enviously at her mp3 player. When he notices the smile on her face though his eyes widen and he crosses his arms.]
Hey, don’t laugh at me, that’s so shitty. C’mon. [He sighs and sits across from her, still the same expression on his face.] Yeah, well, it gets kind of old listening to the Black Eyed Peas for a year straight.
…they’re good for productivity, though, I guess. What’ve you got on that?
I’m not! I’m not laughing, I swear. [But you were about to, she thinks to herself. Mia runs fingers through her slick, wavy locks. Dark brows crease at his statement.] Can’t imagine, but at least they’re music is upbeat.
You could always look for new albums when scavenging malls and shit. That’s what I do. [Her once wide grin fades into a more sympathetic smile.] Well, I’ve got a mix between indies and oldies.
[He blinks at her for a moment before shaking his head.] Wow I’m really annoyed I never thought of that. [He just found a new reason to buddy up with whoever had a car. All this time he could have charged crappy ipod he’s had in his backpack this whole time and tuned everybody out.]
[He leans against the wall and looks down at her.] Hey, what’s your name? You listening to anything good?
If you want, I can lend you mine. [She doesn’t blame him. If it hadn’t been for Layla, she wouldn’t even have known that it’s still possible. Offering so is the least thing she can do to help another iPod-wielding person.]
I’m Mia [Her gaze wanders down to her iPod, casually scrolling down through her playlist.] Depends what you considering to be good, but I’ve got Muse, Depeche Mode, Radiohead, Vampire Weekend, Arcade Fire. That kind of thing.
Same old shit. [He replies with a smirk and walking over to Mia and plonking next to her. He’s still got the faintest smell of weed on him and blunt in his pocket from his chat with Astrid. Seeing Mia about looking well and uninjured puts him in a good mood.] And what about you Little Lady?
[Her nostrils catch the scent of pot that lightly consumes him, but she doesn’t act upon it. How long has it been since took a hit? Months? Near a year? Mia has mostly relied in cigarettes since the world ended, but good grief, it isn’t a good thing that have such a long-lived habit and then have it cut off.] Nothing too new or eventful. Chilling, same old thing.
You could if you wanted. [Jen says easily. Her eyes widen when the girl admits to having been with the group for almost a year.] Jesus Christ. That sounds fuckin’ awful.
[Mia simply nods at her statement. She mentally notes herself to keep an eye out for future newcomers.] It does. Can’t believe its been almost a year…
Liana Liberato at the Vanity Fair Young Hollywood Party (February 26, 2014)
[Tye rolls his eyes but laughs lightly, not needing to keep the act up any further. He takes a moment to look her over. She’s young, and he wonders how gullible she might be.] It’s fine it doesn’t really matter, but how did you charge that thing? If you’re hiding electricity somewhere you better tel me. [He says in a loose threat, keeping a joking tone.]
[Mia manages to smile lightly as he laughs.] Well, I use an adapter for cars that I found once. I don’t have a car, but I sometimes ask to charge with that during moves. [She can’t help but chuckle a bit at the comment.] You’ll be the first one to know.
Is that like a defense mechanism or you just don’t give a fuck? [Jen asks, leaning in the doorway. She had her own reasons for not befriending people, but she also never stuck around with them, so there wasn’t much point. Traveling with people, it seemed odd not to know who was sleeping a few feet away.] You been with the group long?
Neither. It just depends if I run into them or not. I can’t keep track of every single person that comes and goes, can I? [Mia would be lying if she said she wasn’t, at least, a bit offended by the woman’s retort. She’s a teenage girl, not a security camera.] Eleven months.
[Tye isn’t actually annoyed, but he rolls his eyes and shakes his head. He’s never met this girl before, but she’s blushing and actually did turn down the music so he doesn’t think she’ll be upset with him so easily.] You know it’ll be really hard to defend yourself against threats when you can’t hear them coming. How do you listen to music so loud?
[While Mia believes he’s making a good point, but she can’t tell if he’s still irked at the fact that her music sounded like something far from bases.] I know. I rarely get to listen to music now, but I didn’t know it was too loud. [Her voice is bashful, but sincere as she plays around with her screen-locked iPod.]
[Evander keeps squinting, blinking slowly in an indescribable emotion.] …are you serious? I’m still using a CD player from 1996. [He looks down at the floor, lip curled up at how unfair that is.] With, like. Batteries. And everything.
[Mia presses her lips together to keep herself to laugh at the puzzled contortion in his dark features. She simply nods, her trademark playful smirk curving across her rosy lips.] Well, having one of those isn’t completely useless, if you ask me. You’ll have a better time finding batteries than something to charge it with.