Lorne (musicalreading) wrote in marinanova, @ 2017-06-23 12:06:00 |
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Day 433 Action OTA
characters: Lorne and Faith
setting: Caritas
summary: Getting his new place set up.
rating/warnings: TBD/Should be fairly low
status: Ongoing and Open to others/multiples.
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Lorne certainly didn't like the idea of being stuck in this strange place, but there wasn't anything he could do about it at the moment. He did need to figure things out, but if he was going to be stuck here for the time being he needs to make a life for himself. As always it wouldn't be easy, but Lorne was nothing if not a survivor. He had a tendency of fitting in anywhere he went....or at least anywhere that wasn't his home world. This new place at least held some promise....he wasn't alone here. That was a big plus for him. He had spent so many years of his life on his own, so having someone that he cared about here with him meant everything to him. Sure he would be even happier if Angel Cakes was here too, but Faith certainly wasn't a consolation prize or anything. She had always been one of the people that the team had encountered that he both adored and respected. He had stayed beside her the entire time she had been injured. In that moment he had wanted nothing more than to help her. She had went through so much for Angel, and he was impressed that she could care so much for someone she barely knew. He had heard rumors about her and he had already figured out that some of them were true, but others were far from the truth. She did care for people other than herself...she just showed it in different ways than most other people would understand. That was something that he of all people could certainly relate to. For the moment he had other thoughts occupying his head as well. Making a home for himself here was at the top of his to do list, and the best way that he knew to do that was open a new version of his nightclub here. Being around people like himself had always made him feel more at home. Of course he didn't mean demons of his own kind; what he sought was people that had that desire to belong....that desire to find freaks like them. This place certainly seemed to have a few of those here, so maybe by open his nightclub up here he could make a few other friends. Or at least that was the very thing that he was hoping for. He had already found the perfect place to set up the club and he was heading back there now with a few supplies. He was ready for a long hard day's work; in all honesty he was actually looking forward to it. He was hoping that all the hard work would take his mind off of everything that was going on around him. Sure most people wouldn't like all that hard work, but with the way that he was raised this was really nothing to him. Once he arrived at his location he set down the box he was carrying and had one more look around. He was redesigning the place in his mind. Just when he had just the vision he wanted he set himself to work. He also made sure to keep his eyes and ears open, because he had also invited Faith to join him. Besides he didn't need to work all day. He was sure that Faith was the very person to make sure he took a break and enjoyed himself. Just when he started to get into his work he heard a sound behind him and he jerked his head around to see if someone had came in. He wanted to make sure it wasn't someone that would try to attack him. After all he wasn't much of a fighter. He would defend himself if he had to, but her had never liked to fight. |