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werewolfgirl (werewolfgirl) wrote in ipswich_rpg,
@ 2010-02-24 16:10:00

Entry tags:

drusilla, leah clearwater

RP: Food is good
Who: Leah and open
Where: Mall food court
When: Wednesday evening, just after dark
Rating/Warning: TBD
Summary: Leah getting some food after getting a job at the music store.
Status: Open, ongoing

Leah liked music, and it was a good idea to get a job at a small music store that had a lot of the same music she listened to, rather than going to get a job at a place like Best Buy or something that didn't carry any of the music she liked. So she went looking around the mall for a store that interested her at all, and when she found the store that listed itself as carrying the music noone's ever heard of, she couldn't help herself but go in.

She was running low on money and realized she needed a job and had asked that FBI agent for help so she had all the right paperwork in this reality. She didn't like asking for help, but when she had to or she was going hungry, it was kind of a neccesity. She saw a lot of her favorite bands in the store and struck up a conversation with the person who owned the store about it all. He actually offered her a job without her asking, and she took it right away. The only thing he asked was for all the paperwork when she came back the next day.

She headed down to the food court, happy that she had a job that would allow her to listen to all kinds of music when she was there. When she walked into the pizza placy, the young guy behind the counter anticipated that she would want a piece maybe too and had a look of astonishment when she asked for a whole pizza. She found an empty table in the middle of the food court to enjoy her food.

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named_the_stars
2010-02-24 10:31 pm UTC (link)

Drusilla was still looking for Spike and Angelus. They hadn't been in hell, they hadn't been on the surface. They weren't anywhere.

Someone had suggested she make lost pet flyers, so she'd done that. Desrcribing her missing pets (one slender with white hair and bule eyes, one tall with black hair and brown eyes), she pinned the flyers to advertising boards.

She knew full well peole would be looking for animals, and the joke was on them.

Chuckling to herself, Drusilla wove her way through the food court of the mall. It wouldn't hurt to scope out a victim or two as long as she was already here. Spying someone who looked familar, she wove her way over to Leah.

"Have you seen my pets?" She inquired as she handed Leah the text-only flyer.

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werewolfgirl
2010-02-25 04:04 am UTC (link)

Leah had eaten almost half the pizza when she smelled someone that wasn't human getting closer to her. She turned before the woman got to her and spoke. She was immediatley on edge. She knew there were other types of people here that she might be able to pick out because she was a wolf, but she wasn't sure what kind of person she was.

"No. I haven't seen your pets" She almost growled at the girl. She was a bit territorial, being a wolf, but it was also because she didn't know what this woman was. It put her on edge. "If you want people to find them, you should probably put pictures on the flyers."

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named_the_stars
2010-02-25 04:39 am UTC (link)

"But I haven't got any pictures," Drusilla pointed out. Dark eyes drifted lazily over the woman she was speaking with and a slow smile pulled at her lips. "They slipped their leashes and ran away before I could sketch them properly," she murmured.

The vampire swayed slightly as she spoke as if moving to music in her head. Which she very likely was. "One puppy had bad poetry, and the other one liked the wrong side of the tracks," she said distantly, her eyes moving over Leah's head, gazing toward the ceiling of the food court.

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