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tampered2012-04-02 10:02 pm
dignity_misery) wrote in tampered2012-04-02 10:02 pm
Entry tags:
don't you speak
When; Wednesday
Rating; PG-13 maybe, for Pig's mouth
Characters; Carla and Pig
Summary; Looking for you.
Log;
[It's been years since Carla has needed to hunt someone down in the labyrinth of a cityscape. She used to be reasonably good at it, had been taught by a weasel how to blend in with the rats and lure their secrets out of them with cold eyes and flirtations. Cotnari had always imparted valuable lessons to her, the father she never had but always needed--(It hurts, when she thinks about him, about how disappointed he would be if he could see his pretty Carlita now. She tries not to think about it.) She had made her way in Fenwick with those lessons.
How much do they matter in a City where everyone is strangers, however? Well, she'll find out, and there is a new kind of hunter lurking in the back of her mind.
It takes a little asking, and a little nosing about, but when she has his scent... she has it. It's the second time she's been down to the beach in the span of a week.]
Rating; PG-13 maybe, for Pig's mouth
Characters; Carla and Pig
Summary; Looking for you.
Log;
[It's been years since Carla has needed to hunt someone down in the labyrinth of a cityscape. She used to be reasonably good at it, had been taught by a weasel how to blend in with the rats and lure their secrets out of them with cold eyes and flirtations. Cotnari had always imparted valuable lessons to her, the father she never had but always needed--(It hurts, when she thinks about him, about how disappointed he would be if he could see his pretty Carlita now. She tries not to think about it.) She had made her way in Fenwick with those lessons.
How much do they matter in a City where everyone is strangers, however? Well, she'll find out, and there is a new kind of hunter lurking in the back of her mind.
It takes a little asking, and a little nosing about, but when she has his scent... she has it. It's the second time she's been down to the beach in the span of a week.]
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