Famine | Fia Black (black_horse) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2012-09-23 21:56:00 |
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Current music: | Great Big Sea - Straight To Hell |
Who: Famine & Andras
What: A demon and a Horselady hit the town...maybe literally
When: Sunday night
Where: Famine's place, then a high-end bar with a dance floor
Warnings: Language, demons, Famine being her sometimes abrasive self, TBD
Famine knew, deep in the back of her mind, that going out with a demon was probably not the best idea. But it wasn't like she had a soul to lose, and if he tried anything, she could most likely kick his ass to Hell and back. What harm was there in going out for an evening?
She couldn't help the snort that escaped as she finished lining her eyes. How many people were in Hell now because they asked themselves that same question? But she was finding it really hard to care about that at the moment. She literally lived for her job most days, and he was cute, OK? So sue her.
She buzzed him in when the doorbell rang and called out, "It's open," when the knock came. She capped her lipstick and slipped it into her clutch, stepping into her heels as she left the bathroom. One last tousle of her hair, and she pulled half of it up in a clip.
She finally appeared in her living room, pulling on her comfortable leather jacket. "Alright," she said, smoothing down her skirt. "I'm ready if you are."