Claire Novak (the_discarded) wrote in hellhighway, @ 2011-09-27 15:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | claire novak, izaya orihara |
Who: Claire Novak and Izaya Orihara
What: Claire catches someone trailing her
Where: A Chicago city street/alley
When: Sept 28, evening
Rating: TBD
Warning: language, at least.
There was a thin line between laying low and giving one's surroundings a much harder, longer look. Usually putting more attention into one subtracted from the other, and both were essential to Claire's particular way of life; especially in the last week. Trying to keep the balance was one of the biggest stresses in her life: add a few more on top of it--like the return of a few strong presences from her past and a particularly powerful demon... Claire was distracted.
She really needed to find Jesse. More now than even before, when it was her own simple, heartfelt motives behind her exhausting search. Chicago was enormous, with an endless array of places she knew he'd visit. Her chances were slim, but beneath her tarnished soul, she still had a thread of hope. It had lead her to yet another nameless bar, this one close to the Northwestern campus that was frequented by local college students. Jesse would fit in here, and so did she.
The place had been crowded, but again, no signs of Jesse. Four beers into the night (all of which had been purchased and sent to her by the endless string of ass-seeking young men), Claire gave up, and pushed through the back door into the alley behind the building. The crisp air was heavy with rain that hadn't come down yet, as well as the cloud of smoke sent by the cigarette toting gathered near the street entrance. Claire shot them a quick look before heading the other direction.