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fallenmcmanus ([info]fallenmcmanus) wrote in [info]delanuitscene,
@ 2008-02-11 23:51:00

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WHO: Damien and Skye
WHERE: The streets
WHEN: Late
WHAT: Intros




Damien glanced up at the stars as he walking through the streets of Crimson. There weren't many tonight. Fucking people, he thought, but that was the end of it. He continued his quiet, ritualistic stroll, a cigarette between his fingers and thoughts on his mind. He stopped to lean against the brick wall of the adult store Erotique. His feet had taken him this same path so many times, and he'd leaned against this certain building so many times, it took him a while to realize the lights were on. Until now, it had just been a building with dark windows and a sign proclaiming what had once been there. But now the sign was lit up, and the purple glow made the concrete a faint lavender. Damien stood up straight and took a few steps out, turning around to stare at the store front as he smoked his cigarette.


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[info]skyeromantique
2008-02-15 04:09 am UTC (link)
Skye was inside stocking, as usual. Business was always great, but it tended to quiet down around this time. It was a good break for her. To get things settled, organized... Though, people-watching was fun all the same. The embarrassed ones always amused her, and yet the ones who came in knowing just what they wanted were just a tad more interesting. And then there were the adorable young women who stopped by just to see her. All in all, this town had been tiring her out, but in some rather acceptable ways.

She noticed the stranger looking in through the tinted windows of the shop, and put out the cigarette she'd been smoking, tucking the ash tray away behind the counter and leaning forward on it to look out at him, to size him up. He wasn't a vampire. Wasn't a were... and wasn't human. "Hm.." She murmured to herself as she stood up and walked over towards the door to welcome him in, though she was a bit reluctant. She'd had run-ins with slayers who'd masked themselves, but didn't peg him for one. And she trusted her instincts.

The door opened with a soft 'ting' of the bell above it, and she smiled out at him. "Don't be shy, mate. Come on in. I won't bite ya all too much."

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[info]fallenmcmanus
2008-02-22 10:58 am UTC (link)
He shrugged. "Actually I was going in that direction," he said, flicking his cigarette in the direction he meant. "Thanks though." He shoved his hands in his pockets.

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[info]skyeromantique
2008-02-22 11:04 am UTC (link)
Skye shrugged softly and stepped back a bit, continuing to hold the door open. "Come on, boy. I've got a pot of coffee brewin'. And some Middleton's to go in it. I don't peg you for the type that likes plain coffee this time a'night." She smiled at him again and the smell of the coffee reached the door. "Won't hurt."

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[info]fallenmcmanus
2008-02-22 11:08 am UTC (link)
Damien laughed. "Okay, coffee I can't deny." He followed her into the store, letting her lead the way. "I'm Damien, by the way."

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[info]skyeromantique
2008-02-22 11:10 am UTC (link)
"I figured not." She responded as she set a bench down for him on one side of the counter, and went behind it where the coffee was. She poured him a mug and then sat it on the glasstop of the counter along with a bottle of Middleton's irish. Quite a few years old. Her best. "I'm Skye. Nice to meet you."

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[info]fallenmcmanus
2008-02-22 11:13 am UTC (link)
He sat down and took the mug in his hands. "Thanks. Are you new around here? I don't think I've seen you before."

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[info]skyeromantique
2008-02-22 11:15 am UTC (link)
"Fairly new, yeah. I don't get out of the store much. Whatever I need comes to me, really. And it's so busy I rarely have -time- to leave." She sat on a bench on the opposite side of the counter, a mug of her own in her hands.

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[info]fallenmcmanus
2008-02-22 11:18 am UTC (link)
He nodded. It made sense, in a way. He took a drink of his coffee and sighed appreciatively. "This is really fuckin' good," he said.

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[info]skyeromantique
2008-02-22 11:21 am UTC (link)
"Heh. I try, mate, I try." She replied as she took a deep sip of hers and set it down, tugging the remote to her and flipping on a soccer game. "Let me know if you get low on that. I got plenty."

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[info]fallenmcmanus
2008-02-22 11:38 am UTC (link)
He nodded in response, then glanced to the TV, then back to her. "So what made you invite me in? I mean, I don't know you, you don't know me... do you often just pick up strangers on the street?"

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