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The Dome :: An Original Character RPG
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| Who: Zania and Lance Where: Lance & Kenzie’s Place When: Evening
Zania had slept better that day than she had since Clementine disappeared, finally able to relax now that her friends were safe. There was still a plenty to be concerned about, thing and people she wanted to look into, but no one that she knew was in immediate danger. It also meant she had to get herself back on a normal schedule, sleep-wise and work-wise. She wasn’t thrilled about leaving Clementine alone and hoped that Skylar would stay with her during the night, or one of Clementine’s other friends. Zania was up and ready to go into work, but with some time to spare. It gave her the chance to drop by Lance’s house, to see how he was doing and ask about Kenzie.
They’d spent a lot of time together the last few days, but hunting wasn’t the same as quality time. She was impressed with Lance’s ability to defend himself, but missed falling asleep in his bed. Neither of them had gotten much sleep while the girls were gone. Knocking lightly on the back door, she waited, hoping not to wake anyone up.
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| Who: Zania and Lance Where: Zania’s house When: middle of night
When Lance got the blank text message he was moving. Grabbing his jacket and his shoes, pulling on unlaced boots before leaving the house and heading next door. He hoped she was home and not somewhere else, because he might never find her. Hurrying he made his way up her steps, frowning when he found the door ajar. Pushing through it he looked around, smelling blood right when he came through the door. “Zan!”
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| Who: Lance and Zania Where: Lance’s Place When: Late Night
Despite the earlier blow up with Kenzie, Zania couldn’t be happier. She was laying by the fire with Lance beside her, a blanket beneath them, and nothing on. At this point she didn’t think Kenzie was returning any time soon, though she realized they probably needed to move to the bedroom before that happened. Still, it was nice to be there with Lance, to know he wanted her there. “If you had a million dollars, what would have spent it on? Back in the day?”
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| Who: Lance and Zania Where: Zan & Clementine’s House When: Pre-dawn Warnings: NSFW
Banished to the couch, Lance had eventually fallen asleep, mostly out of boredom than anything else. He wanted to head back to Zania’s room, but he had a feeling that Clementine might make rounds, just to make sure that Lance was where he belonged, so he stayed put. And by morning he was out cold, one arm over his eyes, blanket twisted around his feet, shirt pushed up his stomach.
Zania came in just before dawn, tired from a night of working, but not quite wound down yet. She’d had a lot on her mind, but it was better than most nights, and she thought that maybe, if she worked at it, she could turn a new leaf. She started to head back towards her room when she noticed Lance on the couch sleeping. Dropping her bag by the door, she came over to the couch and looked down at him with a small smile. That stomach was too tempting not to touch and she lightly ran her fingers over his skin, aware of how much cooler she was than him.
The cool touch had Lance jolting out of sleep, waving towards whatever was touching him to get it to go away. “God damn ghost, no!” He blinked twice before realizing it was Zania and dropping back on the couch. “Thank god.”
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| Who: Lance and Zania Where: Lance’s House When: Pre-dawn Warning: NSFW
Lance had slept even after Kenzie left, not really waking or moving until extremely late. Then he was looking at the ceiling. He supposed he was feeling better, in a way, because he found the motivation to get out of bed, throw on jeans and a tank top that was at least three sizes too big and raid Kenzie's cigarette stash. He could smoke inside, but it felt wrong. Maybe because the house was the nicest place he'd ever lived. He'd set himself up on the porch half curled up on himself, smoking slowly, staring off into space.
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| Who: Lance and Zania Where: Eatzy's When: 3:30am
Lance could feel it. It starting to push at the edges of his personality, his mood, his cheer. He hated it. It was that damn dark cloud following him around. He’d be under it soon enough. Which would be the definition of rough. In an attempt to combat it, or at least delay it, he’d gone walking. It was late, middle of the night, probably not at all safe, but he had his gun. When he passed the diner and saw the lights on, he figured what the hell, hopping up the stairs and into the place, looking around before finding a seat at the counter and not taking off his leather jacket.
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| Who: Zania and Lance Where: Central Park When: Evening Warning: NSFW
Zania hated missing out on the daytime activities due to her “sun allergy”. It frustrated her to no end that she could be out there, meeting people and having fun, but was instead stuck inside. The best she could do was join in the second the sun went down, which was what she did today. It seemed as good an opportunity as any to advertise her club and raise a little money, so she set up a table alongside the other vendors, jars of moonshine out in front of her. And a bottle of juice. She’d taken a shot herself, just to get the party started, and waited for people to come by and drink up.
Lance still had Slyvia’s umbrella, closed and in one hand, using it more like a fancy cane, but mostly enjoying that he had it. He’d filled more of his pockets, some useful things he needed, including a pack of smokes, and some things he might have to refind the owners to to give back. Or just give to someone else. Pay it forward or what have you.
He was wandering booths now that the sun was down, looking at the lights, watching people, but the new booth caught his attention. That hadn’t been there earlier. Slowing his steps he gave the girl behind it a curious look. “So what’s this?” ( Have a drink or four ) | comments: Leave a comment |
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