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[November 14th] [The Rockford Files-related] Chronicles of a Friendship, 14
Title: Chronicles of a Friendship, scene 14
Day/Theme: November 14th - "I Came Here for the DLC."
Series: The Rockford Files (using characters from The Queen of Peru episode)
Character/Pairing: Ginger Townsend, Lou Trevino, Mike Trevino
Rating: K/G
By Lucky_Ladybug
Both Ginger and Lou were rather baffled one evening when Mike suddenly appeared in their front doorway, his laptop under his arm and a sheepish expression on his face.
“Hi, Lou,” he greeted. “Ginger. Uh . . . can I plug my laptop in over here for a while?”
“What on Earth for?” Ginger retorted before Lou could speak.
“Well . . . that storm we had knocked out the Internet on my street and they’re not sure when it’ll be fixed,” Mike explained. “And I . . . kind of wanted to download something tonight. It’s the first night it’s out.”
Lou stared. “How long will that take?” he wondered.
“I guess it depends on your connection speed,” Mike said. “Is it fast?”
“Yeah,” Lou said.
“Then it shouldn’t take long,” Mike assured him. “Maybe an hour.”
Ginger looked to Lou and then back to Mike. “As long as we don’t have to pay for this download.”
“It is something you pay for, right?” Lou frowned. “I mean, it’s not from LiveWire or BitTorrent or something like that?”
“It’s official,” Mike insisted. “I’m paying for it and getting it right from the site.”
Lou threw up his hands. “Okay, okay. You can use the spare connection up in the guestroom.”
Mike grinned. “Thanks.” He hurried up the stairs.
Ginger watched him go. “Do you have any idea what he wants?” he asked Lou.
“Not really,” Lou said. “It could be something for work or maybe a movie or TV episode.”
Ginger shrugged and went into the kitchen. “As long as he’s footing the bill, I don’t particularly care.”
That was to be expected. But Lou, on the other hand, couldn’t help being curious. After an hour or so, he decided to wander upstairs and see if Mike had finished the download as speculated.
About halfway up, he heard what sounded like MIDI music and other, unidentifiable blips, beeps, and bloops. Raising an eyebrow, he continued up the rest of the way and came to the doorway of the guestroom. “Mike?”
What was obviously a level of a videogame was spread across Mike’s laptop screen. And Mike was operating the keyboard as a gamepad, deep in concentration as he guided his character through the lushly designed level.
Shaking his head, Lou turned to go and nearly walked into Ginger coming up. “A videogame?” Ginger said flatly, having come to the same conclusion before even seeing the screen.
“Yeah,” Lou nodded. “I guess his download came off okay.”
Ginger grunted. “Apparently.”
“Well,” Lou shrugged, “you and I have to test games sometimes for the company, so I guess it’s not so weird. I just don’t think I figured Mike for a gamer.”
“I suppose I didn’t, either,” Ginger admitted, “but on the other hand, it doesn’t especially surprise me.”
Lou gave him a sideways glance. “I can’t tell if that’s a positive or a negative statement,” he said.
“More negative,” Ginger said. “Some gamers seem so far removed from reality. Michael seems the sort who would like to get completely lost in the world of a videogame and ignore the real world.”
“Sometimes the real world is worth ignoring.” Lou smirked. “Would you have wanted to work for our company if it’d been a videogame company to start with?”
“No,” Ginger grunted. “But if they had offered us work after our release from prison, even if we hadn’t worked for them before the switch, I would have still accepted. They pay well.”
“Don’t look now, but I think you get more of a kick out of testing the company games than you’d ever admit,” Lou said.
Ginger gave him a silent stare. Lou just laughed.
“What about you?” Ginger shot back at last. “Do you enjoy it?”
“It kind of depends on the game,” Lou said. “But yeah. Most of the time I like it fine.”
“I suppose it isn’t so bad,” Ginger said, grudgingly.
Knowing that was the most he would be able to get out of his friend, Lou let it drop.
Mike came downstairs some time later, the laptop once again under his arm. “Thanks a lot, Lou, Ginger,” he said. “It worked great. I wish I had a connection this fast at my place.”
“No problem, Mike,” Lou said, looking up from the kitchen table. “Feel free to come by if you need it again.”
Ginger didn’t offer an objection, so Mike nodded, pleased. “I’ll remember that,” he said. “Well, I’ll see you guys later.”
He headed out the door.
“Coming to think of it, we might have to test another game soon,” Lou remarked. “I think I heard they’re almost finished with one we were developing some of the graphics for.”
“I see. That should be interesting,” Ginger commented. “Which one is it?”
“I’m not sure,” Lou admitted. “I think it might be one of the RPGs.”
Ginger nodded. “If they want local gamers to beta-test it as well, perhaps you would like to suggest it to Michael.”
Lou blinked in surprise, then smiled a bit. “Yeah,” he agreed. “I think I’ll do that.” He gave Ginger a sidelong glance. “Do you mind if I tell him the idea came from you?”
“No,” Ginger answered. “I don’t mind.”
Day/Theme: November 14th - "I Came Here for the DLC."
Series: The Rockford Files (using characters from The Queen of Peru episode)
Character/Pairing: Ginger Townsend, Lou Trevino, Mike Trevino
Rating: K/G
Both Ginger and Lou were rather baffled one evening when Mike suddenly appeared in their front doorway, his laptop under his arm and a sheepish expression on his face.
“Hi, Lou,” he greeted. “Ginger. Uh . . . can I plug my laptop in over here for a while?”
“What on Earth for?” Ginger retorted before Lou could speak.
“Well . . . that storm we had knocked out the Internet on my street and they’re not sure when it’ll be fixed,” Mike explained. “And I . . . kind of wanted to download something tonight. It’s the first night it’s out.”
Lou stared. “How long will that take?” he wondered.
“I guess it depends on your connection speed,” Mike said. “Is it fast?”
“Yeah,” Lou said.
“Then it shouldn’t take long,” Mike assured him. “Maybe an hour.”
Ginger looked to Lou and then back to Mike. “As long as we don’t have to pay for this download.”
“It is something you pay for, right?” Lou frowned. “I mean, it’s not from LiveWire or BitTorrent or something like that?”
“It’s official,” Mike insisted. “I’m paying for it and getting it right from the site.”
Lou threw up his hands. “Okay, okay. You can use the spare connection up in the guestroom.”
Mike grinned. “Thanks.” He hurried up the stairs.
Ginger watched him go. “Do you have any idea what he wants?” he asked Lou.
“Not really,” Lou said. “It could be something for work or maybe a movie or TV episode.”
Ginger shrugged and went into the kitchen. “As long as he’s footing the bill, I don’t particularly care.”
That was to be expected. But Lou, on the other hand, couldn’t help being curious. After an hour or so, he decided to wander upstairs and see if Mike had finished the download as speculated.
About halfway up, he heard what sounded like MIDI music and other, unidentifiable blips, beeps, and bloops. Raising an eyebrow, he continued up the rest of the way and came to the doorway of the guestroom. “Mike?”
What was obviously a level of a videogame was spread across Mike’s laptop screen. And Mike was operating the keyboard as a gamepad, deep in concentration as he guided his character through the lushly designed level.
Shaking his head, Lou turned to go and nearly walked into Ginger coming up. “A videogame?” Ginger said flatly, having come to the same conclusion before even seeing the screen.
“Yeah,” Lou nodded. “I guess his download came off okay.”
Ginger grunted. “Apparently.”
“Well,” Lou shrugged, “you and I have to test games sometimes for the company, so I guess it’s not so weird. I just don’t think I figured Mike for a gamer.”
“I suppose I didn’t, either,” Ginger admitted, “but on the other hand, it doesn’t especially surprise me.”
Lou gave him a sideways glance. “I can’t tell if that’s a positive or a negative statement,” he said.
“More negative,” Ginger said. “Some gamers seem so far removed from reality. Michael seems the sort who would like to get completely lost in the world of a videogame and ignore the real world.”
“Sometimes the real world is worth ignoring.” Lou smirked. “Would you have wanted to work for our company if it’d been a videogame company to start with?”
“No,” Ginger grunted. “But if they had offered us work after our release from prison, even if we hadn’t worked for them before the switch, I would have still accepted. They pay well.”
“Don’t look now, but I think you get more of a kick out of testing the company games than you’d ever admit,” Lou said.
Ginger gave him a silent stare. Lou just laughed.
“What about you?” Ginger shot back at last. “Do you enjoy it?”
“It kind of depends on the game,” Lou said. “But yeah. Most of the time I like it fine.”
“I suppose it isn’t so bad,” Ginger said, grudgingly.
Knowing that was the most he would be able to get out of his friend, Lou let it drop.
Mike came downstairs some time later, the laptop once again under his arm. “Thanks a lot, Lou, Ginger,” he said. “It worked great. I wish I had a connection this fast at my place.”
“No problem, Mike,” Lou said, looking up from the kitchen table. “Feel free to come by if you need it again.”
Ginger didn’t offer an objection, so Mike nodded, pleased. “I’ll remember that,” he said. “Well, I’ll see you guys later.”
He headed out the door.
“Coming to think of it, we might have to test another game soon,” Lou remarked. “I think I heard they’re almost finished with one we were developing some of the graphics for.”
“I see. That should be interesting,” Ginger commented. “Which one is it?”
“I’m not sure,” Lou admitted. “I think it might be one of the RPGs.”
Ginger nodded. “If they want local gamers to beta-test it as well, perhaps you would like to suggest it to Michael.”
Lou blinked in surprise, then smiled a bit. “Yeah,” he agreed. “I think I’ll do that.” He gave Ginger a sidelong glance. “Do you mind if I tell him the idea came from you?”
“No,” Ginger answered. “I don’t mind.”