Demeter ∾ Δημήτηρ (thesmophoros) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2011-08-11 07:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | demeter, lyra gardhouse |
WHO: Demeter & Lyra Gardhouse
WHEN: Wednesday evening
WHERE: Bensonhurst, Brooklyn
WHAT: Who the crap are you and please stop creeping on me?
It was just after sunset and Lyra was coming home from the library with a bag full of books when the dark haired woman approached her and said something. Lyra pulled out her earphones with a bright smile and said, "sorry, what was that?"
The brunette just stood there in front of her though and said simply: "you smell like death."
Lyra didn't know what on earth to say to that, as the woman - who didn't look very well at all and was creepy all on her own - seemed very serious about this. "Oh," Lyra finally managed. There was something very disturbing about the way this woman was looking at her and Lyra wished she hadn't turned off her music and stopped. She should have kept walking. "Uh... formaldehyde," Lyra told her. "It's used for, uh, preserving bodies. I work as a coroner."
"No," the woman said, stepping closer to Lyra and then behind her, remaining uncomfortably near. When she spoke again her voice was in Lyra's ear. "The real scent of death," she told her, making Lyra flinch. "It's all over you."
Lyra pulled away quickly. "I'm sorry," she said, "I'm not very comfortable with this."
The woman laughed and then her hand darted out to grab Lyra's wrist, squeezing tightly. "Don't you want to join it?"
"Join...?"
"Death."
Lyra's heart thundered and she looked around herself, spotting the people in the restaurant nearby - a few of who had noticed Lyra. Lyra wasn't too proud to suddenly call out to them. "Please! Help me, this woman won't let me go!"
A few of the men stood and the dark haired woman looked over to them. With a curl of her lip she looked back to Lyra and dropped her hand, leaning over to kiss her cheek at the same time. "Later," she promised before turning away.
Lyra watched her go and she let the young men from the restaurant sit with her (and the free coffee they gave her) until she was calm enough to go home.