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Princess of Darkness ([info]im_nota_hooker) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2009-11-15 12:28:00

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Entry tags:!open, satan

Who: Satan OPEN!
What: Watching a winter wonderland
When: evening
Where: Out the window of a cafe
Rating: TBD PG as of now

She loved the world and all of it's creatures, and although this was not her world the people on the planet were still for her to care for.The glass had become foggy long ago in the afternoon hours but she still stared amazed out into the opening across the street. A few people seemed out but more to be rushing off to the next place, the roads looked slick and she smiled. A warm cup of tea rested in her hands as she gazed thoughtfully into the unknown or well very well known.

Nobody seemed to be in the cafe with her she guessed it was due to the weather. The snow had been falling for a few days but soft and slow so it wasn't too bad. The cold had worn out of her system so she was content sitting there in the corner. The bell on the door jingled a common things for stores she noticed. The noise was almost silent but she still heard the feet shuffle. A look up from over her cup proved that the cafe had been pretty empty so she continued her gaze out the window.

A tap on the table got her attention and she turned looking for her waiter, a smile crossed her lips as she noticed the person in front of her was indeed not her waiter. She gestured to the chair in front of her "Go ahead and take a seat." She always loved company so she very rarely turned it down, and during the winter she was in a loving mood.



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[info]whilled
2009-11-15 09:06 pm UTC (link)
Snow was such a stark contrast to the sandy world he grew up on. The cold of space and the poor heating on the Star Destroyers that had carried himself and his clones through the endless tunnel of stars from world to world to fight to fight had conditioned him to not be as bothered by the chilly air as most would, oddly enough. He wore his standard Jedi get-up with the cloak covering all but his head, walking down the streets of Colligo.

His senses twitched, telling him he needed to enter a cafe he'd just passed by. Anakin stopped and turned around to look at it. It was...just a cafe. Not interesting at all, yet he couldn't shake that feeling that he should go inside. Knowing better than to question what the Force told him, he followed the instinct, turning around and heading for the cafe, stepping inside it once he reached it.

Again, the Force grabbed hold of him and directed his attention to the woman seated near a window. Why? He didn't know, but again, being the obedient Chosen One that he was lately, he went up to the table, tapped on it, and sat down -- albeit a bit awkwardly -- when she offered the seat to him.

"You...like the snow?"

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[info]im_nota_hooker
2009-11-16 02:24 am UTC (link)
A very thoughtfull grin crossed her mouth as she saw whom it was sitting before her. She knew that he must have a feeling of who she was but she wasn't in the mood for impressing people and having them think she was a mind reader or freak or something. People were soo mean now a days she sighed again and looked into the eyes of the kind hearted man before her.

"Hi, I'm....Lucy. Yeah you can call me Lucy. It's not soo much that I like the snow than the fact that it's so pure. Way different than my home I suppose is the biggest thing."

Taking a deep sip from her cup she then placed it on the table, titing her head to the side she than asked "Do you like the snow?" Her voice was light and frothy.

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