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Rhiannon Lee (rhiannon_lee) wrote in city_limits,
@ 2009-03-27 12:26:00

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avery adlam, connor reilly, hayden maragos, interaction, joseph tropiano, juliet winters, kris michaels, purity storms, rhiannon lee, sonya ramius

Unlikely Hostesses
On Friday evening, the weather in Chicago was nice enough to open the windows. The third floor apartment where Rhiannon and Purity lived on Oakwood Avenue was spotless, for a change. They propped open the doors and music filtered down the stairs and out onto the sidewalk, which prompted the only other tenant -- Donald the awkward software guy -- to leave and visit a relative for the night.

Inside 3C, the furniture was old but comfortable, the floor carpeted, and the walls painted in a medley of colors. The air smelled richly of incense. The couch and armchair had been dragged closer to the television, where Purity hooked up a favorite gaming system. On the back half of the living room, there were a card table and chairs, and a few well-used sets of playing cards and poker chips waiting.

The kitchen counter was divided into sections for drinks and snacks. There were a couple of barstools bought from a garage sale.

Most of the evidence of their extracurriculars (like stakes and magical supplies) had been put in their bedrooms in the back of the apartment.

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averyisgone
2009-03-27 12:34 pm UTC (link)

Avery couldn't remember the last time he had been to a party at someone's house. Fourteen years old, maybe? He didn't count the dinner parties of family friends or his parents' colleagues. But his mother had taught him, at a young age, to always bring something. With the brown carry-out bag in one hand, he rapped on the door. It wasn't like in movies, where the door was flung wide open and strangers bounded in with kegs and car loads of people. For that, he was eternally grateful.

Waiting for someone to answer, he glanced down at his shirt, brushing off a stray dead leaf. The vampire was wearing a black Beatles t-shirt underneath a dark blue zippered hoodie, worn-jeans with slight holes in the knees and sneakers. After a minute or two, he gave a second, louder staccato knock.

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purityzstorms
2009-03-27 01:27 pm UTC (link)

Purity had never thrown a party with anyone before, the fact that she knew the people arriving was a huge step for the witch. Perhaps that was why she was grinning already, after hooking up the X Box, she got to her feet and frowned, was that someone knocking? Surely Donald hadn't called the cops for disturbing the peace.

Walking towards the doors, the witch frowned and pulled it open, "Avery! Hey, the door stop must have shifted and shut the door, sorry, come on in." Purity pushed the doors back open, kicking the wooden stopper under it to hold it in place. The way she saw it, an open door was a nicer invitation than standing outside, although she could see it from Avery's point of view. "Now you can come and go as you please." The witch grinned slightly, waving her arm at the vampire as she walked inside where the music was louder. "This is our home, and this..." Purity ducked into the kitchen and pointed to Rhiannon, "Is my friend, and the reason I'm in Chicago. Rhiannon, this is Avery, our first guest."

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averyisgone
2009-03-27 03:01 pm UTC (link)

Avery grinned and held out the bag. "I wasn't sure what food you'd have, but spinach cheese dip always seems to go over well. Or so commercials have told me." He crossed into the kitchen, following Purity's verbal cue. The vampire gave the other woman a wave. "Hey. Purity's told me a lot about you." He gave her a shy smile, not sure how her stance as a Slayer differed from Faith's, though she had to have been fairly open-minded for him to have been invited in.

"Am I the first one here?"

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rhiannon_lee
2009-03-27 03:22 pm UTC (link)

The other brunette was by the sink, dumping potato chips in a giant, disposable bowl, a clue as to how culinary they weren't. She crinkled up the bag, pressed the pedal on the trash can, and threw it inside.

"Yup. Did I hear spinach dip?" Seemingly unconcerned with the vampire part or his apparent shyness, Rhiannon took the item from him and inspected its contents, which smelled really good. "You read my mind."

She passed it onto the counter, wiped her palms on her pant legs, and reached out a hand to shake. "It's nice to meet you. Don't worry, we don't bring out the stakes in polite company." Her mouth twisted up at the corners.

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