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tampered2012-05-26 07:22 pm
cry_reaper) wrote in tampered2012-05-26 07:22 pm
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When; Saturday evening.
Rating; R
Characters; Maracry_reaper and Rudy cold_dry_pieces
Summary; Mara's cursed and runs into a dear friend. Things don't go as well as she would hope.
Log;
Mara hated these curse days, but after years of living in the City, she'd more or less gotten used to them. After the first few times she'd found herself looking into the souls of others, she'd put on glasses, she's kept her head down, and she'd tried not to look up too much. Customers didn't seem to mind, but she did.
And she did it so long she twitched something in her neck. The Gods did not smile on her it seemed, and on the way home she decided to get a drink to see if that helped. A quick message home and she was off to the bar, where an unfortunate incident with the bartender convinced her that perhaps she should skip the drink and see if Ken would draw her a nice bath instead.
Heading out the door, she swore as she realized that she could hardly see anything with her sunglasses. Weighing the risks, Mara came down on the side of being able to see and after tucking the glasses in her purse, she headed out.
Still with her head down.
Rating; R
Characters; Mara
cry_reaper and Rudy cold_dry_piecesSummary; Mara's cursed and runs into a dear friend. Things don't go as well as she would hope.
Log;
Mara hated these curse days, but after years of living in the City, she'd more or less gotten used to them. After the first few times she'd found herself looking into the souls of others, she'd put on glasses, she's kept her head down, and she'd tried not to look up too much. Customers didn't seem to mind, but she did.
And she did it so long she twitched something in her neck. The Gods did not smile on her it seemed, and on the way home she decided to get a drink to see if that helped. A quick message home and she was off to the bar, where an unfortunate incident with the bartender convinced her that perhaps she should skip the drink and see if Ken would draw her a nice bath instead.
Heading out the door, she swore as she realized that she could hardly see anything with her sunglasses. Weighing the risks, Mara came down on the side of being able to see and after tucking the glasses in her purse, she headed out.
Still with her head down.