Lily Evans (aimed_curse) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-01-12 22:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | lily evans, lomea kallig |
Who: Lily and Lomea
What: Random run in leads to lunch
When: Recently
Where: Some burger place
Rating/Warnings: None really
Status: Complete when posted
Lily had finally gotten around to actually picking up the applications for medical school that she’d been thinking about for months. That had always been the plan for her, Disney and party princessing was always supposed to be temporary while she paid some of her loans down before taking out new ones. But living with Andromeda had definitely made that easier for her by taking rent out of the equation and that had been where most of her paycheck went since graduation. She stopped off at a local burger place, deciding to grab dinner out while she looked over the paperwork and figured out what she’d need to get her hands on to submit with the application.
She got in line to place her order, eyes skimming over the paperwork as she waited, barely paying attention to make sure she could move forward when the line did.
***
It had been an interesting few weeks, but then Lomea lived an interesting life. While she was technically an Independent she caucused with the Democrats as she’d had to strike a balance between what was effective for her goals, and the sheer idiocy of Republican policy even if they were effective at getting policy passed.
In other words, the future Darth Imperius refused to sell out to the Dark Side.
That, and mobilizing how pissed off the people were at them certainly made her choices easier.
She was checking the news on her phone as she slipped into line at a local burger place not entirely for optic reasons, and nearly bumped into the woman in front of her. “Pardon.”
***
When Lily heard a voice behind her she initially thought that she’d missed the line in front of her moving forward and she looked up from her papers an apology on her lips until she realized the line hadn’t moved. “It’s alright.” She responded a little bit of confusion in her voice as she looked behind her, trying to figure out both what had happened and where she might recognize this woman from because she looked familiar. “Unless...I stepped on your foot or something in which case I’m sorry.” She still had her accent even though she’d lived in California since she was 18 and hadn’t even gone back to England to visit for more than a few days in the last few years.
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“My fault, for almost bumping into you,” Lomea explained. She looked the woman over, placing her accent and raising one eyebrow. “I was a little preoccupied.”
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“You weren’t the only one I promise. You look really familiar - are you an actress or something? Sorry. That was a bit rude of me wasn’t it?” Lily asked with a somewhat embarassed smile.
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“I’m not an actress, though I suppose acting is required in my line of work.” Lomea smiled pleasantly. “I’m a state senator. For this district in fact.”
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Lily felt it click in her head where she’d seen the woman before - campaign ads. Lily had actually voted for her she thought but she couldn’t be sure. “According to one of my old schoolmates - acting is required for almost any line of work. I’m sorry - I can’t quite place your name. Which probably says something very unpleasant about my observational skills or my memory. I’m just not sure which one.”
***
“Lomea,” she said, offering her hand. “Lomea Kallig.”
Something about that felt wrong in her mouth. Like there should be more there. Titles. Lomea dismissed it, her handshake firm and her gaze practiced. “And most people tend to put politics on the backburner when it is not so in their faces.”
***
Lily reached out to shake the other woman’s hand. “Lily Evans. Pleasure to meet you.”
“I must admit I do try not to allow myself to get wrapped up in following every decision coming out of politics.”
***
“The pleasure, I assure you, is mine.” She lowered her hand, and nodded. “There is such a thing as burning out, though I believe a more engaged populace is better for this country than an apathetic one. I think if people truely paid attention to what went on in their politics they’d be a lot angrier.”
***
Lily hadn’t grown up thinking much about politics. She’d mainly wanted to figure out a way to get out of the neighborhood her parents lived in and out of that life. She loved them, and her sister, but she’d always wanted more out of life than she saw for herself there. “I haven’t quite figured out where I stand on politics here. I grew up in England where things are a bit different. And even after having lived here for a while - I’m still not quite sure I get it all. Drawback of being a more scientific minded person I guess. I want all the data before I make up my mind.”
***
“I have developed a calculus,” Lomea said, tilting her head and somehow managing to look down her nose at Lily without actually being condescending about it. “Which party or person would treat those such as me as a human being, and which would be perfectly happy to see me dead.”
She smiled, the expression dark. “I might be independent but I know which major party to align with. Democrats might be spineless at times, but at least they are not actively genocidal.”
***
“Any chance you’d be willing to share that calculus with me? I should probably start paying more attention to what’s going on here since I’m going to be making my life here for the foreseeable future.” Lily gave a little shudder at that dark smile, some instinct telling her that while Lomea might not be doing or saying anything threatening to her right then this still wasn’t a woman to underestimate.
***
Lomea gestured towards the table. “I’ve time, if you do. We can sit, and speak at length. I’ll even buy you lunch.”
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“I’m off today so I’d like that. And seriously you don’t have to buy me lunch. If you wanted to pay for my milkshake though I wouldn’t object too much.” Lily said, mostly joking.
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“I so love a good, attractive milkshake,” Lomea purred, leaning her chin on her hand for a moment. “I do not mind buying lunch. I did offer.”
***
“Personally I think these are the best milkshakes around here but apparently there’s a place around here a lot of people love that uses some kind of sparkling milk for their beverages. But I think that’s a little too out there for me.” Lily said as they stepped closer to the counter. Even dreaming about having magic she still wasn’t into the idea of drinking sparkling drinks. Or eating foods that sparkled either. “Alright. I’ll take you up on your offer to buy then. Thank you.” She said, deciding on an impulse that it wasn’t worth arguing.