Lalita will be your satanic (magicalmechanic) wrote in repose, @ 2016-12-22 04:42:00 |
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Current music: | Lily Allen - Friday Night |
Briar and Jason; Outside the shop
Who: Jason and Briar
What: Discussion
Where: Outside the shop
When: 12/22 Late
Warnings/Rating: TBA; foul language properly
Briar eyes the stem of her pipe speculatively before attaching it back, screwing it in gently with a practiced hand before she started to fill up the bowl with one some of her favorite tobacco from a bag in her large coat. Gremlin's can deal with extreme heat better than the average bear, but were just as vulnerable to the cold. Such a fact didn't stop her from lounging around on a slightly creaky lawn chair in front of the shop after she had shut it down(hours after she should have) for an evening smoke.
Curls in disarray like normal, steel toed boots with old dried blood (mostly her own, truthfully) on them that were still too sturdy to give up and dirty overalls she looked just like any normal blue collar worker after a long day. It was the impression she liked to give, and in a town this small it was better to keep that going as long as possible, or until she inevitably fucked it up by doing something stupid.
Either way, she thought, as she dug her matches out from another inner pocket, striking one on the box and giving a quiet hum of pleasure at the small flame it emitted, she was already liking it here. On the other side of the building from where she sat there was a flicking light hanging from the top of the building with moths and the like buzzing about that caught on the edge of her vision as she watched her tobacco glow red from the match as she puffed on her pipe enjoying the quiet evening. It had been a calm week or so since she made her way into town on an old but reliable truck with her favorite motorcycle in the bed, a fake ID in her pocket with her real name but a fake age and just enough money to get an apartment and eat until her first paycheck. That was alright, she didn't want for much.
There were footsteps in the distance, but she was a poor target for any hooliganism and shouldn't have attracted the attention of anyone of authority yet. So she didn't reach for any potential weapons on her person and stayed where she was, relaxed and mellow.