Nova Starshine (ex_novastars988) wrote in devils_tower, @ 2009-07-24 10:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | nova, poe |
Who: Nova and the Palace Girls
When: Friday afternoon week 14
What: Delivering costumes
Rating: PG-13? It is a house of ill repute
Status: In Progress but open to the girls
Nova loved being in the Canopy and making her costumes but she missed the seclusion of Sunny Times. She missed being surrounded by so much fabric she couldn't see the door. Even though she didn't mind being huddled in like a little mouse in a nest even Nova got claustrophobic. She needed to get out and she needed above all else not to be babied. She grabbed her bag and silently began gathering the costumes she had been making from an order. Everyone involved would freak the hell out once they figured where she was, if they found out.
Nova was hoping for they never found out her destination and with hope that she was gone at all. She hadn't been seen out much and had just been getting her requests by runner. She needed to do some much needed measurements though and this gave her an excuse to get out.
Nova managed with a bit of effort getting down to the ground with her petite form heavily pregnant. She may have only been four months or so but on her tiny frame she seemed like a barrel. It was a beautiful day to be going for a walk with the sky clear as it was. Nova still pulled her rainbow hoody around herself though. No matter the temperature unless it was 190 she was probably going to be cold.
The walk to the Palace was one she had made on many occasion but for once in her young life she was cautious about it. The war still put her ill at ease even though it was over and there was the fact she had more to worry about than herself these days. Nova knew she was a great hope for the future. She knew that despite the state of the world she was accomplishing the impossible. They got reports on occasion from surrounding areas and no one had ever told of a woman being pregnant. As far as Nova knew she was the first and only since the Virus had hit. It was a great responsibility and one she wasn't taking lightly...though she certainly wasn't taking it as heavy as some might. It all made her wonder if she would become some tourist attraction. Like some minimum wage worker seeing the Virgin Mary in a doughnut hole.
It was those flittering thoughts that brought Nova to the pink painted Victorian that was her destination. She made her way up onto the porch and gave a light knock to the front door. She half had to wonder how the girls with their chosen profession would take her being pregnant. It was bound to be interesting.