Dinah Laurel Lance (worefishnets) wrote in carnaval_logs, @ 2013-09-07 20:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open (20), ~julia denning, ~laurel lance |
Who: Laurel Lance and OTA
Where: On the grounds
What: Selling tickets for the side show and rides
When: A brief moment of downtime
Rating: Med?
Open: Yes.
The night had been relatively busy for a Saturday night. Laurel face was starting to hurt from smiling so much. However, she was the type of the woman if she had a job to do, she did it to the best of her capability. It was different then she was use to, Laurel liked to argue with people, she like the thrill of helping innocent people. Now she found herself in the 1930's and wasn't pleased. She had no rights here, she was stuck giving out tickets, luckily a few men brought from her since she was pretty face and just stood around all afternoon and night.
She needed more, she needed her life back, but Laurel knew it wasn't happening any time soon with the people who kept joining them and none leaving. She looked around, her eyes moved from left to right, no one was around for the moment. So she moved a hand to her face, pushing back some of her hair, wishing she had wore her hat or pin back her hair. Her body slumped as well, she wasn't being watched, she didn't have to pretended to be happy for the moment.