Persephone (demonsjazz) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2012-05-05 16:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | #group scene, 2009-09-07, bianca, delta, persephone |
night's in are almost as good as night's out
Who: Bianca, Delta and Persephone
Where: Delta's apartment
When: Late at night
The day at the bridge with the little Demon of Fear and the legionaries had been fun and all, but it wasn't enough fun. Technically it wasn't ever enough for Persephone, but that didn't mean she ever had to actually accept that as being true. She didn't want it to be true so she'd always try again the next day. Today she'd spent a fair chunk of time in her recording studio because it was good for her to remember to sing now and then, but then she'd gotten tired of that too. Which was why she'd gone by that 7-11 store where her great-granddaughter worked. For some reason it was a hell of a lot easier to find Bianca than it was Delta. Sure she was at work and the girl had actually put up a bit of a fuss when Persephone had informed her her shift was over -- though she'd waited long enough for someone else to get there, either believing some nonsense about a dying grandparent or not -- and dragged her out to the car. Persephone wasn't sure what exactly shut Bianca up, but she thought it might've had something to do with the hulking wolf in the backseat. Her familiar was getting tired of wandering the woods and wanted to play too. She'd decided a good way to get that out was by introducing her to the girls. Which meant finding Delta, though luckily! Bianca knew where she lived.
Which was how they'd wound up on the 8th floor of this apartment building with Persephone rapping repeatedly on the door. "C'mon Delta," she called out in a sing-song voice. "Just here to liven up your evening; along with my friends." The wolf she was calling Chopper because she'd seen her tear into a rabbit, a few bottles that she'd stuck into that backpack of Bianca's while she was telling her manager whatever story she'd conjured up about why she needed to leave right now, and Bianca herself of course. "Don't give me that look, Bee, you know you didn't want to stick around that place. I mean it's dead and you need yourself a better job. I said stop giving me that look or you're not going to get anything to drink." Persephone managed a stern expression for a whole second before she grinned and pinched Bianca's cheeks. "Who am I kidding, I can't resist that cute little face. Now smile, your aunt's coming to the door." Persephone turned her grin back to the door and held her arms out like she was expecting a hug when it opened. "Delta! Come here and give grandma a hug." Chopper twitched her tail and growled, telling Persephone once more how much she didn't like the way her grandkids smelled.