Anita Blake (![]() ![]() @ 2009-02-15 04:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | anita blake, cupid, vandal savage |
Poke a little fun (Cupid challenge: Vandal)
Jesus, couldn't a girl even get to work without being accosted by Valentine's Day crap?
Anita dodged the guys selling red roses on the corner, silently cursing them and every other reminder that she was alone, without her boyfriends. It wasn't like she wasn't occasionally getting 'taken care of' here, but it just wasn't the same as having someone who knew your likes, your dislikes, your every inch.
Suddenly she felt like she was being watched. It was an uncomfortable, prickly feeling that raised her magic along with her hackles. Her eyes darted around at all the people crowded on the street nearby. Suddenly, a whirring sound had her looking up.
Fucking Cupid! Are you fucking serious? The City had lost it this time.
She tried ducking the barrage of arrows it shot into the panicking commuters, but it was no use. She tripped over a slow-moving teenager and felt a pink (why did it have to be fucking pink?!?) arrow wiggle its way into her shoulder.
She decided to stay face-down on the sidewalk for a little while. Maybe if she ignored it, it would all go away.